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Girl On My Mind
04:02
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Once knew a girl -- did dealing with the devil
Held the sky in her eyes.
From her hair, like chocolate -- Smooth and dark.
Devil kissed her lips
Left his imprint
Forever soft and red, forever in my head
Leaving these voices recounting words I never said.
Try to speak from lifeless lungs
The space in my mouth is filled
Filled to the brim with bricks
Look over and see her smile -- a subtle smile that sinks into my heart and skin, cause...
She was the girl on my mind x4
Climbin' up on ladders, only to go back down on a slide
And she's not there to catch me
Contemplatin' these matters -- am I committing suicide?
And will she be there to stop me? No.
She was the girl on my mind x4
Eyes like an owl
Searching for answers
Feeling small like a child, playing with matches
Will I light the spark? Or will I burn it down?
I'm getting nightmares in the day
And I'm daydreaming at night
Will I get my way?
Will I hold her? Will I love her? Will I be in her life?
She was the girl on my mind x4
She was the girl on my mind x3
You were the girl that was on my mind
I think I've lost my mind.
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2. |
Fickle Fiendish Friend
04:08
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Through the night, when I'm all alone...
I turn on these quiet lights, so I can rest my bones.
But...
These ghosts inside the outside of my head
Won't let me rest in peace inside my bed
Slick sheets and sweat and skin, manifestation of my sin
Are the symptoms of my Fickle Fiendish Friend.
Figures fleeting, flashing out of site
In cinematic grainy tone
The dark distorts the image of the light.
Ha! -- Home sweet home.
Sound amplifies and fades without a trace
And steals the innocence of sonic space
You echo round the bend, but I guess I'll just pretend that,
I didn't see my Fickle Fiendish Friend.
Creature, creature tell me, give me anything
To stem the blackened flowing of my dreams
My darting eyes I promise will take anything
To stop the goddamn howl of your screams
These ghosts inside the outside of my head
Won't let me rest in peace inside my bed
And I'll cower to the end, cause I know I can't pretend that,
I didn't see my Fickle Fiendish Friend
Ah x10
These ghosts inside the outside of my head
Won't let me rest in peace inside my bed
Slick sheets and sweat and skin -- manifestation of my sin
Are the symptoms of my Fickle Fiendish Friend.
No, no, no.
These are.
These are, these are the symptoms of my Fickle Fiendish Friend.
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3. |
Monster
02:26
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Why, oh why, am I stuck this way?
Just take a deep breath, accept it -- it's okay.
But that's hard, you see, when I can't be
The perfect man with good looks, the man so astonishing.
See I'm a monster, I've got four eyes and a knife where my heart should be.
And you're wrong, it's not true, don't sell me lies to try and reconcile me.
Seems he's floating around, in ecstasy I'm bound
By the midnight sun, so when it comes, just leave me alone and let me run.
Let me run.
Please, oh please, let me slip away.
Though my body is transient, my soul remains.
Hollow eyes hide the signs of pain,
So cast me out into the pouring rain, and let me run.
Let me run.
I'm a monster, I've got four eyes and a knife where my heart should be.
And you're wrong, it's not true, don't sell me lies to try and reconcile me.
Seems he's floating around, in ecstasy I'm bound
By the midnight sun, so when it comes, just leave me alone and let me, let me run.
Let me run.
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4. |
Down The Drain
03:32
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What am I doing here in this place?
People shopping 'round for their face.
I've got my nose pressed up against a window pane.
People shopping to hide their shame.
It's insane
The world is sliding down the drain.
You've got me again oh you can tell.
I'm holed up in this barcode prison cell.
Oh you've got me again it's easy to see.
Will we ever wake up, ever cease to dream?
It's insane
The world is sliding down the drain.
Looking through the glass, and I'm wondering if it will ever crack.
Will the ice break, when I walk across that frozen lake?
It's insane
The world is sliding down the drain
Down the bend, far past the end of what's seen on television.
Reality is slipping from me baby, why do we keep running? Tell me.
[Scatting]
It's insane
The world is sliding down the drain x2
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5. |
Smokers' Ballad
04:55
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Tarred perfume
Burnt paper
What have you fed me?
Sweet smoke
Dusty tang
Why have you misled me?
Pull the leaf past your lips
Ash clips your fingers
Revel in chemical peace
My trouble lingers...
I know
It's suddenly clear
This freedom I feel,
It's all smoke and mirrors.
My desperation
Stretched thin over a cigarette
My two white doves flew away
God knows when I'll see them again
Lost inside misguiding light
Deep in dependence I reside
Grimestone and gasoline - they fuel my nicotine dream
Is each exhale a sigh of relief? Oh how I wish it, oh I wish it could be...
I know
It's suddenly clear
This freedom I feel
It's all smoke and mirrors
Take me away x10
I know
It's suddenly clear
This freedom I feel
It's all smoke and mirrors
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