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Videotape
03:38
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Big Wave
03:27
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No they don't see
That's there's an end game
I'm faster than the sea
Slower than the storm
Faster than the sea
At the bottom that is
At the bottom that is
At the bottom
Leave me, leave me, leave me next in line
Dreamy, dreamy, put your head on tight
I don't want to know of your kind
Leave me, leave me next in line.
No they don't see
They might be ending
They're calmer than the sea
Slower than the storm
Faster than the sea
At the bottom that is
At the bottom that is
At the bottom
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3. |
Allett Pallett
02:57
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You wouldn't think that I would just spin
and spin, and spin, and spin
In the night, I am too much
I just don't know where to touch
You're the vasoline in the mass machine
The vasoline in the magma
You wouldn't think I could be strong enough
You wouldn't think I could be prisoner material.
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Telescopes
03:50
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Do you want to stay in the night,
Before our mind's alright?
We're steady here on a rainbow
The asterisms write
Telescopes, so far away
Millions and million of minions
watch us from a plane
Do you want to stay with me,
And fight the normalcy?
We're steady here on a gravestone
The asterisms write
Telescopes, So far away
Millions and millions of minions
watch us from a plane
In the dark of the night when you call my name
Is the truth in the way? This is how I feel
Did i say all the things that you need to hear?
Did I say all the things that you hate to fear?
Hello again, friend of a friend.
Do you want to stay here?
Before our minds, before our minds,
Do you want to stay here?
I won't dare
I won't dare.
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5. |
Trying To Wander
04:21
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Tonight we do what we want to
The wave is cutting away
You couldn't take me if you want to
I'm under water for days
You won't wanna take me through the
smoke or the doorway
You're just something else that's misused
and it's not what i am used to
It's taking me in, it's taking me under
And I'm just trying to wander
Tell me why we haven't been listening
Am i still cool to christen?
You won't wanna take me through the
smoke or the doorway
You're just something else that's misused
and it's not what i am used to
You're wandering, idling,
It's kind of unnerving,
You're just something else that's misused
and it's not what i am used to
It's just something else that's misused.
You're just something else that's misused
And if the ocean is freedom, I've found the holy land,
it's taking me in, it's taking me under
and I'm just trying to wander
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6. |
Broken Record
05:15
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Once you said you listened once but once as not enough
Give me one more spin or call my bluff
What to say when records run imprints like clockwork
Pin me and spin me in your world
Once you saw me, once was just enough, one time i said
Daydream for once outside your head
Oh don't sit by one, four, one, five
You're too cool to sit and waste your wonderful life
Twice we tried to listen to the echoes in the park
but I rolled to the raveen and brushed the melody in the dark
Now when I'm played i skip, i skip, i skip too far ahead
Dropped me once or twice and call me dead
Oh don't sit by one, four, one, five
You're too cool you sit and waste your wonderful life
Oh i don't know, if I wanna go, where the vinyl grows,
oh don't sit by one, four, one, five.
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