1. |
Oceans
04:35
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I feel the sun burning my lights,
All of your lies are caving inside.
The deep dark ocean makes no sense,
As I make my way through the past tense.
You're feeling blind inside of your mind,
All of my rights are locked out of sight.
The roarings and tumblings are pushing me away,
From the fear you have planted inside of me.
You've lost the count of all the days and the nights,
Following your footsteps to a martian sunrise.
The Gods have now sent us storms of faithful kinds,
In this event to find the time travelers' mind.
You're feeling blind inside of your mind,
All of my rights are locked out of sight.
The roarings and tumblings are pushing me away,
From the fear you have planted inside of me.
I have been painting flowers through seasons changes,
Giving myself reasons to find her.
In some morning in the skyland.
Crossing lands of distance maintained,
Fearing her loss isn't fainted
Keep her name in vain;
Let her know I won't make it.
Walking down the shore,
Of never-ending forevermore-
The time travelers' tale from the core.
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2. |
Lipstick
04:45
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She puts a smile on her face
Like her lipstick, paints
The doors of tomorrow's days.
She walks and talks like the 80's chick flick,
Maze runner undercover girl.
Standing on the bus stop of 1/12 drive,
Trying to make sense of her own disguise,
Fiona, underneath the skies.
I sold her out to the devil
I can't see her face like this anymore,
He's got her number pinned,
Looking down at her like
She's hell's little queen.
Finally I'm seeing things through her eyes,
Paradise could't take all of her.
He puts a smile like he owns
Every souls' heart,
Caged and shut away from tomorrows' days'
He's like the 90's Al-Pacino
Crazed by the sweet pulping fiction rage.
Standing on the bus stop of 1/12 drive,
Trying to make sense of her own disguise,
Fiona, underneath the skies.
I sold her out to the devil
I can't see her face like this anymore,
He's got her number pinned,
Looking down at her like
She's hell's little queen.
Finally I'm seeing things through her eyes,
Paradise could't take all of her.
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3. |
Running In Circles
05:10
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Life it seems to be running in circles
Making new friends everyday on my way;
I can't sign myself up for this anymore,
I must retrieve back to my old ways.
Finally, I've learned of you
My little soldier as you got older
Crowning you the queen of the world,
Was this your greatest desire?
The army is marching ahead,
"Get in formation"
They said, "Nay, we mustn't dare
Why do you victimize us
Out of this hatred, out of this world?
Making amends to my soul
Is what we stand for-
Was this worth your pretty while?"
Take me away from this stage,
I won't play in your place,
Name me your price, What's your prize?
Show me how you survive this life.
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4. |
Miss Authority
03:49
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I'm a menace for this beautiful dreadful society-
I'm whats's considered as a part of forecasted minority-
Who'll never ever understand your moral obligations.
Miss authority,
You're being such a tease.
Are you blinded by the power?
Five years too late,
What's your security?
You seek asylum from your friends with highly low abilities;
You're just a by-product of your father who's of royalty!
Who'll never ever understand your moral obligations.
I'm in so much agony being by your side;
Helpless feats of misery is all that you provide.
And I feel and you feel and we feel nothing more
Than our own little demise.
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5. |
Driver's Seat
03:29
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She builds up quickly her best friend's anger,
Puts up a fair fight;
Her enemy's stronger.
Summer rain is pouring;
She's got me all stoked up;
Symptoms of crazy-
Clinical disaster!
I'm on the driver's seat, baby you can call shotgun.
Go find your glory out of something made up.
Stop wanting the best of me, you ain't even worth the finger.
You thought I shattered you, now you're gonna get soldiered.
I look around my heart, it all went down.
Memories burned out, she just lost count.
I cross my limit just when I face her,
She tried to take my soul-
I took all of her!
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6. |
Cheap Soda
03:38
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Saying out loud, all the things that make me doubt,
Conversations around talking about how mama left town,
Laughing to the sounds of the kids in the underground.
Little do they know I've lost all control of my sense and soul.
I've seen her lose so many times that I could not hold,
I cannot seem to find myself anymore.
Even in all her stories,
Mama never came down to feel sorry,
All the cheap soda drinks and whiskey
And her little stories.
Crossing out, all the lights and sounds out of here;
Giving up everything that she holds so dear.
And I feel paralyzed,
Searching for her oomph all this time,
And all the monsters come to play tonight.
And in this game of two,
One can win, one can only lose,
The winter breeze blows away, away.
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Raspberry Jam
04:55
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8. |
Save You
04:32
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I can't seem to speak my mind,
I feel unholy all the time,
I've sinned myself oh my child,
And I'm out of my own lines,
I don't know all these feelings and strangers,
My alibi,
And just save me.
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9. |
Nueve
04:57
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You've got something like a ceiling,
That shelters you from the dark,
You know you won't get very far.
I've got something like a feeling,
You let me in, you let me out;
You make me scream, you make me shout.
And all the astronauts they say
'Mayday, mayday, mayday'
We're calling of this mission now.
And the skies let me walk all around,
And all this time I'm falling of the ground.
Your shadows haunt me like the ghost of yesterday,
In this oblivious town you call strange;
The satelites they guide me through the states,
Of Texas & 'Frisco, it feels like a maze.
Your love feels so good,
Your love feels so bad,
Triple threat that,
Triple threat that.
You got something like a craving,
A lustful one at that,
It ain't good, it ain't bad.
I've got something that is killing,
Half of me and all of you,
Tell me why you feel so blue.
And all the astronauts they say
'Mayday, mayday, mayday'
We're calling of this mission now.
And the skies let me walk all around,
And all this time I'm falling of the ground.
Your shadows haunt me like the ghost of yesterday,
In this oblivious town you call strange;
The satelites they guide me through the states,
Of Texas & 'Frisco, it feels like a maze.
Your love feels so good,
Your love feels so bad,
Triple threat that,
Triple threat that.
Good never felt so good,
Good never felt so good,
Good never felt so good,
Without the bad.
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