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Rest
02:51
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All I wanted
Was the feeling of a lie
That you cut, cut, cut in between...
And you cut, cut, cut in my eyes...
You see them grow
Weighing down like snow.
All I want is rest;
Lay in my bed and let it pass.
All I want is rest.
And all I saw there
Were a couple of holes
That you cut, cut, cut in between...
And you cut, cut, cut in my eyes...
You see them grow
Weighing down like snow.
All I want is rest;
Lay in my bed and let it pass.
All I want is rest.
And every time you tell me
It hurts a little more.
All I want is rest;
Lay in my bed and let it pass.
All I want is rest.
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Neither
03:32
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Asleep in a hole above my head;
Noon will be the dawn to capture you.
The shortest days that I have known;
The longer they become, the easier to hide in between.
Propped up like curtains on a stage;
Lights to fight the notion that it's fake.
It's one word to strike into fear;
It's another to keep them close.
When you want it most, neither work at all.
When you want it most, neither work at all.
Young blood crossing over veins;
False love mixing in the same.
Sculpture molded like a shrine;
Beauty in it's presence, but peace when it has died.
When you want it most, neither work at all.
When you want it most, neither work at all.
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Shirtless
03:53
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My trash
Is getting pulled back
From the city limits
And my lover is sifting through.
She'll sit back
Pretend just to laugh.
Well, the compass is broken
And my feet are cut by the glass.
Stop looking, stop talking.
I believe that I should get the hell out.
Shirtless
Demanding a service.
Well, you looked so good
But you smelled like the gin that you drank
Blame me
Go ahead and blame me.
The single in my pocket
Is worth as much as your center stage dance.
Stop looking, stop talking.
I believe that I should get the hell out.
I believe that I should get the hell out.
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4. |
Movie Song
04:24
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Wait.
We're making this movie;
You're keeping me warm.
I barely even know your name girl,
But I know the name of your store.
I think I'll come buy some shit.
I drove you home;
Saw you leaving your gloves.
Should have left them lying baby;
Should have bluffed your bluff
So I could come find you again.
Dig that shell you wear;
Tease to come in.
And I can't come chasing now -
Can I convince you to wait?
Wait.
I know you're a designer;
You spent a year in Milan.
I'm six years short twenty-seven,
But I think that we are getting along.
Even though I know you're a bitch.
Dig that shell you wear
Tease to come in.
And I can't come chasing now -
Can I convince you to wait?
Maybe I just need some time
To figure it out.
Got to keep these thoughts inside,
Can't make a sound.
Is it so wrong of me?
Am I allowed?
To open up these gates ahead,
For both of us to drown?
Dig that shell you wear
Tease to come in.
And I can't come chasing now -
Can I convince you to wait?
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