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Montreal
01:12
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Where are we going?
I don't know
Its cold as shit here
nothing else grows
streets are on empty
or filled with snow
my life is a burden
but I'm not coming home
Where are we going?
Were going to montreal
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Fame
02:56
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hey, don't walk away, ill take the blame
and you, you stay in one place, its not a race
I cant complain
I wanted fame
But this shit is lame
I cant complain
Hey, what do you say, you're going away
Wait, its getting to late, you must stay
I cant complain, i wanted fame, but this shit is lame, i cant complain
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Bored
02:16
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Are we going to find?
another city where you and me can just unwind
A certain difference is all i need to feel
I'm really bored with what you/they think is real
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People
02:18
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waves are streaming past me in the morning light
Moon reflected by the haze
I can barely see you, you're crying now
Sandy dreams are still a tilted daze
Believe me when the tales are told
Believe me all while why you wait
For tomorrow evening maybe I will fall apart
Making eyes with all the other people
A part of me isn't you
A part of me isn't taking you far
A part of me isn't you
Part of me…
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Winter (part 1)
03:49
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Break
04:39
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Every day I lie awake, and pray to god that someone will take me
Out of darkness, into the light, somewhere where I can roam free
Loneliness is just a symptom, of the memories that shadow me
You left me with this burden; I’m now enslaved to the disease
I’m not okay; I’m not okay, I'm not okay, I'm not okay with you
I know we had our problems, but I was willing to make it through
Yesterday it all seemed fine; I never ever saw it coming
Thank you for being there, you know, instead of just running
Every thing you ever did, it always seemed to be so cruel
Was it all my fault, or was I just playing the fool
Friends for now, yeah, I guess that will suffice
Thank you for letting go; get my head out of the vice
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Summer (part 2)
02:44
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Absence
01:41
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The absence of an afternoon delight
Quickly transforms into my midnight fright
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King
02:24
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I’m a crocodile strangling your life like an abortion
Sick with imagery, its my artistic devotion
Causing a commotion, in the back door garbage bin
Dirty like banana peels ill just slip into your skin
And Creep around like I fucking own the place,
Getting metaphysical, physically beat you in my face
With some fucking mace, I mean I like the taste
getting high off pepper spray, getting high off pepper spray
Im king of the castle, you're just here for fucking play
Always the best, never second to the finish line
Faster then your mother when she wants another adventure time
Maybe ive crossed the line, but in a minute or so
this bitch, your mom, gonna have to pay me for the show
do it in the living room, you stay as a mouse
Watching from the corner, fucked in your own damn house
And ill stroll around, like I am the fucking king
Buck naked baby, so Ill just let my jungle swing
I'm the king of the castle, you're just here for fucking play
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Space
03:21
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Mirror
00:57
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I will hope that you will see
that this is no simple mirror
I could tell you where to be
But then you'd only quiver
Shake down from the trees
From the oak, to the river
Swim deep inside of me
I'm the Love you're the winner
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12. |
Duck
02:17
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