1. |
to adore
05:19
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I had a feeling in this war
had a feeling so much more
my stay was well past worn
had something to adore
I can't sell my time for you
you can't buy me more
I'm so dried up inside
apathetic for this tide
it's a four year curse
I can't break this loop
everyone I meet grows tired
oh, this loop
if you wear down everything
I can try to salvage it
I have but one last chance
tell me how to salvage it
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2. |
century
04:16
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a wallward eye flickers in the light
so tired of it
a gust disrobed, century revise
I fucking hate it
haunt me, lowly heart
buried it howling
dancing in the dust
in the forebay standing for it
buried in the dust
I could drown as fast as I swim
I know you and you know him
suffocate me on a whim
cut my throat and scratch my skin
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3. |
blur me out
03:32
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4 years I've been, I will, I can
sweet routine of day, I won't sleep
aching to have you, drunken tears
in my eyes to blur me out
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4. |
hang up on me
05:47
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I'm taking back roads through my love
it's set in stone all these days
breathe on me, breathe for me again
I feel it here on this night drive
who can it be?
on this desperate call
hang it up for good
this is not what we asked for
wanting and deserving: it's pain
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5. |
float, sway
02:33
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my love, my friend
two bent, resist this
I float, I sway, I swear
play this out please
please
remove, insert
I'm you
I'm done
it's done
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6. |
shadows
05:30
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there is fire on the mountain
painted faces in this long hair
shadows and tall trees hide there
though I always loathe
I will love you most
falling through a stark white light
to see if I am sane
I am burning from the inside out
huts on the beach I am waiting for you
though I always loathe
I will love you most
falling through a stark white light
to see if I am sane
shadows and tall trees hide there
though I always loathe
I will love you most
falling through a stark white light
to see if I am sane
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7. |
ardent-hearted girl
03:18
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blood red on the table
dimming on the window sill
push yourself up on the ceiling
flowers dying in the evening
come back now, ardent-hearted girl
here she comes now
violent motions
then the cry calls
vile emotion
all this sorrow, ardent-hearted girl
hanging over everything
buried in your heart
holding down and giving up
you clearly just don't give a fuck
it's nothing now, ardent-hearted girl
life is different these days
lost in time, this year
wilting trees, it's getting darker
welting, always try to guard her
listless now, ardent-hearted girl
here she comes now
violent motions
then the cry calls
vile emotion
drowning gently
violet oceans
then the cry calls
vile devotion
all this sorrow, ardent-hearted girl
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8. |
pierglass [reprise]
01:55
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9. |
all the petty hours
05:08
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dream for me
I can't see you
I can't speak for you
you can't save this
begging everyone, don't drown me
so I'm:
one- "I won't surrender"
two - "pain never-ending"
three - "dream of younger selves"
four - I close the door on myself
cry for him
he won't be here
he was different then
I am different now
I can't cry for this anymore
so I'm:
one- "I won't surrender"
two - "pain never-ending"
three - "dream of younger selves"
four - I close the --
I've been so desperately tied
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My brother writes some spectacular music. This EP is super. My stand-out is 'saw you'. A gem of a track and a pretty special EP.
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