1. |
Become Myself
06:09
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There is tension
Something in reflections
Subtle shimmer
Violence in mirrors
Something in me sets like a son
It doesn't match
Something on the tip of my tongue
About to hatch
I can become myself
I'm not anything so who can I be
I'm a negative, less than a copy
I'm not anyone, no-one at all
I'm the shadow on your cave wall
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2. |
2009
03:52
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I can barely believe
the words we used to speak in
2009
A memory of another time
that only happened in your mind
a memory is weightless
a memory is painless, but it was
hell at the time
every year is absurd
and I can barely believe that I'm still here
a memory is hard to grasp
I blinked and everything collapsed
there's nothing much to show for all this time
my memory is leaving town
everything is closing down
I can barely believe these words
every year is absurd
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3. |
Feel Again
04:24
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losing touch is terrifying
dissociative, signifying
I can't help but self-vilifying
now I need re-unifying
get me back into my body
I tripped and fell now I'm nobody
it hits you when you least expect it
psychic defence has been rejected
I wonder how my worldview's been affected
a jarring hit you won't forget it
oh breathe deeply
I hope this will pass
find your sanctuary, some safety at last
I know the terror, I've been there too
fuck them, you've got this time
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4. |
Simpler Times
04:21
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simpler times
in the photo, looking so-so
smiling from the high chair
simpler times
a thousand different futures
no idea how to get there
all the years go tick, tick, tick
a lap around the suburbs
a lap around your life
a childhood on sunny side
simpler times
in the mirror looking clearer
choking on a school tie
an anger so pure, it leaks from the pores
beauty and horror blinks by
all the years go tick, tick, tick
a lap around the suburbs
a lap around your life
a really well-planned suicide
all the years go tick, tick, tick
you work so hard, but you're a star that's fading
all the years go tick, tick, tick
they're counting down on a sleepy town you're leaving
a lap around your life
simpler times
in the photo, looking so-so
smiling from the high chair
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5. |
Little Miss Sunshine
04:41
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hold out your tongue for acid rain
pass it on down the daisy chain
you cough and cry your eyes dry
sugar and spice and love and trust
leaves you face down in fairy dust
and I don't even know why
oh, little miss sunshine
darkness does tend to coalesce
around a girl in a floral dress
the sun burns down from the sky
come with me down into the shade
pass me your sparkly razor blade
and I don't even know why
oh, little miss sunshine
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6. |
Boy
03:58
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who knew we were both that sad
years of looking at you
all the while, you were looking too
and now we have each other
yeah you know you're my boy
I think about you in the shower
I feel about you in my bed
yeah, you know I'm yours too
hold me in your arms
never want to let go of you
my days feel warm and held by you
we're cushioned against the world together
yeah you know you're my boy
I think about you in the shower
I feel about you in my bed
yeah, you know I'm yours too
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7. |
Amsterdam
04:38
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amsterdam
save me from the way I am
take me from myself, I'm bad for my own health
so take me, take me
amsterdam
I'm not my own biggest fan
I feel weak, I feel uncertain, I need a peek behind the psychedelic curtain
amsterdam
amsterdam
save me from the way I am
take me from my place, this 20's waste
so take me, take
amsterdam
I've got my own back-up plan
the world is a vampire sent to drain us, I need to go somewhere and get real brainless
amsterdam
I feel weak, I feel uncertain, I need a peek behind the psychedelic curtain
the world is a vampire sent to drain us, I need to go somewhere and get real brainless
I feel ashamed, I feel dirty
I'm staring down the barrel of 30
life's too much to handle
let me see the Dutch angle
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8. |
I'm Not Real
02:32
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a black hole at the end of the week
I'm tired, too tired to speak
I'm not real
a bag of bones in an empty home
blood stuck inside a stone
I'm not real
become yourself, become your ghost
become the thing you fear the most
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Bussy Birmingham, UK
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