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Stationary Eyes
04:31
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I spent the summer on the verge of a total breakdown
Take me with you when you go
Pick up now everything you’d ever like to put down
I really think you need to know
That i've been dreaming about demons
And how much i love your stationary eyes
So take me to the river
Won’t you take me to the river when you die
I bet I'm better than you at breaking my ankles
But I'll pay good money to those who drag me across the ground
Someone told me once you never think about anybody else at all
But I bet you can find me when I swear to god I can't be found
I know you knocked up heather
I remember you burning up her thighs
So take me to the river
Won't you take me to the river when you die
Dreaming about demons
And how much I love your stationary eyes
So take me to the river
won't you take me to the river when you die
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2. |
Kansas
03:34
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Hold still little ones
Don't hold your breath for the lost boys
Kiss her glove, kiss her glose
Kiss her glasses
Hold your tongue, keep a little gun inside your footlocker
Kiss her glove, kiss her glove,
Kiss their asses
Youve been fucking up the wrong tree
But you're clean as far as i can see
I wanted brutal destruction
I wanted cigarettes in my eyes
You are the acid in my battery
The rhythm to my double a
I will click until I'm ticking
I will breathe until better nature takes my body over
Oh, I want to break into pieces
Take me, take me out
Break out
Oh I wanna fall into your fingers
Take me, take me out
Break out
I used to be bulletproof just like you
But now I've got better things to do
I used to be perfect I could fit in your shoes,
But now I’ve got better things to do.
Oh, I want to break into pieces
Take me, take me out
Break out
Oh I wanna fall into your fingers
Take me, take me out
Break out
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3. |
Isobel
04:20
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On the final days
We could see into the sun
With petrol and a voice like Jesus Christ
Oh, my kiss was lost
On a savage wind
With petrol pouring from my eyes
Oh my Isobel, broken wings falling from your body try to come along and come alone
How long before you're whole again, broken wings falling from your body
And the sun burning in your eyes
Isobel they’ll remember you forever now
And god was so deserving of you
Isobel, you're in danger now
But you can't escape las angeles unless you pay your dues
River rider Isobel was thrashed and fucked by blue birds
River rider Isobel was rolling, like the hills in California
She was broken up, then patched, just like new
River rider Isobel they'll remember you
Oh they’ll remember you
And the blue soldiers watch the greasy world squirm by
We've got a lot of innocence, but we have petrol in our eyes
And the blue soldiers watch the greasy world squirm by
We've got a lot of innocence, but we have petrol in our eyes
River rider Isobel was thrashed and fucked by bluebirds
River rider Isobel was rolling, like the hills in California
She was broken up, then patched, just like new
River rider Isobel they'll remember you
Oh they’ll remember you
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We were a hundred miles from heaven
When they finally realized there was something in the water
I was piecing it together
But sure as hell, there was no god that i could as directions from
You were there and you were scared we were alone together
As you prepared to let your heart give out
It's just as well that you could tell it wasn't second nature
As you prepared to let your walls come tumbling down
You were the last one at the party
I could only give out now, so I don't think you will ever be there
You could have said something eloquent
But you fixated on the facist version of correction
I was there and I was scared that you were alone together
As I prepared to let me heart give out
I'm pretty sure, at this point, you wouldn’t recognize me if you saw me
As you prepared to let your walls come tumbling down
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The Painter
06:31
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I woke up with her lipstick on my face
And thought how did I get here, I haven't been this way in years
She told me not to scream when I finally came to
but all I could think about was you
Above me a painter was hung like a chandelier
I thought it was a spaceship, but it was just a painter
I wish I had a submarine
I’d get inside and sink into the sea, nobody but me
No one but me
Whoa
Whoa
She took me upstairs into the attic where she kept all her curious friends,
But all that I wanted to see was the painter in the end
Peel back my lips, I swear I'm not lying, the worst thing I did
Was thinking about trying her on
Whoa
Whao
I thought it was a spaceship, but it was just the painter
I thought it was a spaceship, but it was just the painter
I thought it was a spaceship, but it was just the painter
I thought it was a spaceship, but it was just the painter
I thought it was a spaceship, but it was just the painter
I thought it was a spaceship, but it was just the painter
I thought it was a spaceship but it was just the painter
Whoa
Whoa
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In this room, overlooking the ocean,
I can see the waves crash on the rocks below,
I can feel the salt spray on my face
I'm bored
I could so easily break
I could just as easily take a tumble
I could push out into the air like a trapeze artist
Confident in a net
But there is no net
Cough, cough
Let me back inside, it’s cold out here
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I found a broken lightbulb
It's not new york city, but god, it's pretty
All the velvet towers that light up the sky
The place we watch from as elephants sleep
Dust and ashes fill your lungs
Sheets of metal on your tongue
You'll look better when you're done
You'll look better when you're done
Remember when you hit your head?
Do you remember how i stopped the bleeding?
Remember how you found me dead.
Remember how my heart stopped beating.
Dust and ashes fill your lungs
Sheets of metal on your tongue
You'll look better when you're done
You'll look better when you're done
I found a quiet place
For my body at the ocean floor
I found a quiet place
Between the city and the sea
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8. |
Eden
03:28
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Just place your head between the rocks and close your eyes
And wait for eden, she's the bullet that is tearing through your thighs
Cause seeing what you've seen defies your terror of the dark
And the pain you feel while the walls still carry the beating of my tell tale heart
Just close your eyes, Edens' coming soon, and know that after everything is done you’ll still be in this room
Only razor blades could cut through your disguise
And only puppet strings could open your stationary eyes
And you could paint a millions paintings and a million spaceships too
But there is no one to forgive the words I left with you
You could murder a million more, plus one suicide and we’ll call it even
And when you arrive just look for me 'n' Eden...
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