1. |
Fix My Mind
02:40
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Come to me dear you know I've been waiting
Locked in my room a memory fading
Comes to me, in ribbons of black
I'm leaving home, with too much weight on my back
I'm gonna fix my mind, I'll be alright
Whether they're waiting for me, or just out of sight
So come to me dear you know I've been waiting
And this thirst I feel can't be satiated
Comes to me, in ribbons of white
I'm leaving home, with too much weight on my mind
I'm gonna fix my mind, I'll be alright
Whether they're waiting for me, or already moved on.
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2. |
Dopamine
04:14
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Would you be my dopamine my radiant life force
I'm just another lost junkie at sea waiting to score
We take some Benzos and they grab hold of me till I wade to some far away shore
And you could say that I'm not naive but me I'll never be so sure
So say goodnight
Unto me
Cause better things, await, at the edge, of what we see
She's strung out and she's in my bed but I know that she's acting
Was once a body's now a wasteland laid bare and I feel like I'm radioactive
Take the cigarette that hangs from her lips as she drifts into what seems
Were once ambitions now laying lost in pillows of China White dreams
So say goodnight
Unto me
Cause better things, await, at the edge, of what we see
So say goodnight
Unto me
Cause better things, await, at the edge, of what we see
As far as she goes
I'll sail this ship as far as she goes
Would you be my dopamine my radiant life force
I'm just another lost junkie at sea
Waiting to score
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3. |
Beneath the Willow
04:25
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Beneath the sun and the willow tree
I'm with you but you're not with me
You ask who's holding
Well I could be holding for you
If you trusted me, oh but you never do
You said in time they always leave
Let's find a fix for you and me
Well I like to fix things
You know I could fix you too
If you only let me, oh but you never do
Even though the feelings fleeting
These little escapes could be our undoing
Can't tell where the habit's leading
But I'll feel your pulse, I'll watch your breathing
We're just two kids not quite in love
And so punk rock like we dreamed for
when we were older
Well it could be better for us
Then again it always could, but it hardly ever is
Even though the feelings fleeting
These little escapes could be our undoing
The playground had a different feeling
Than when we were young, the world had no meaning
Can't tell where the habit's leading
I'll feel your pulse, I'll watch your breathing
I'll see you fade away before my eyes
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4. |
Kiss Me in the Morning
02:16
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I love that I'm missing you
Hold my breath when i'm kissing you
Every little inch I'll give to you
And I felt, more than infatuation, this time
Cause I love twisting in knots with you
I love playing house with you
Always feels like home with you
And that's why, I fell in love with you, last night
Stay with me darling
We can figure it out in the morning
What is this I'm feeling
If its love well nobody warned me
I love when you dance with me
Hold me in your arms and step to three
Moments you could spend with me are infinite
oh every night, you're mine
Stay with me darling
We can figure it out in the morning
What is this I'm feeling
If its love well nobody warned me
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5. |
Warm Nights
02:47
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Its seventy-six degrees but you're still warm to to me
And I'll bet you we could go all night
If it's a fight you're wanting
I can kick and bite
Tell me something pretty make a broken heart not think twice
Warm nights with sticky skin
You're my bitter lover and my sweet sin
Warm nights with sticky skin
Clutching at the covers as I'm letting you in
Ah the day's getting better
Ah the day's getting better now
Begging on my knees but you're still cold to me
Bet you can't even play nice for a night
If it's a fight you're wanting
I can kick and shout
Tell me something ugly oh baby let it all come out
Warm nights with sticky skin
You're my bitter lover and my sweet sin
Warm nights with sticky skin
Clutching at the covers as I'm letting you in
Ah the day's getting better
Ah the day's getting better now
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6. |
The Salt Lakes
02:06
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My next heartbreak
Heading to Salt Lake
Can taste the freedom on her breath
She was a natural brunette
before they shaved half her head
and covered it with bleach and gloves made of latex
Oh they cut up her chest
and called it a cure
Not buying what they're selling anymore
So when the doctor gave the news that
it wasn't gonna end
she wasn't checking out she, was only reeling in
So daddy held her closer
and learned to lend an ear
while the mother drank martinis
and never came near
We filled our lungs with phone calls
six hundred miles apart
Waiting each day to see if
it would reach her heart
And snapped hospital bracelets
and plans to make amends
She holds it all together
and I try to be a man
Her eyes cry at me guilty
She hides her troubled thoughts
To distract ourselves is mercy
when reality gets harsh
Gets harsh
So harsh
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