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Sing For Yourself
03:55
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Why watch the rain from the cracks in a table?
The bridge ain't worth crossing, it's the same over there
Paradise is itching, there's no blood in my skin
Whatever remains is for you
Whatever remains is for you
Why contemplate when you know where you're going?
There's no road without a crossing and no day without a choice
Gaining and gaining ain't gaining at all
It's just an excuse to not miss you
And it's just an excuse to be gone
I will not sing for the average, nor the egotistic smile
You will hear me as I sing for myself
And it is useless information to know who I am
You'll hear us as we sing for ourselves
Drink a little water, breath in a little air
I ain't going near the crossing while it's raining
I'll just stay under the table over there
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Winter Isn't Coming
02:54
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Lying hot by my window and it's the same kind of day as before
Saw this coming from a mile
Caused a scene with no repair
Lying hot by my window, red wine covers my sheets
We're pushing all the limits with a smile
What could go wrong? We always tell the truth
Meaningless shrugs tend to mean the most to me
When you get high by the river-side
Think of me and hurry back home
We're pushing all the limits with a smile
What could go wrong? We always tell the truth
Meaningless shrugs tend to mean the most to me and you
Lying hot by my window and it's the same kind of day as before
Picking pieces from nowhere
Lifting them up and making it work
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Who I Thought I Was
03:14
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A firm grasp on a drip of warm lemonade
I'm trying so hard to think straight
I'm trying so hard but my grip gets tighter as the week goes on
A short-lived long thought burns my days
I'm trying so hard to think straight
I'm trying so hard but not doing anything about it at all
And an old boot waiting in the corner waits for my feet
But i'm finding it hard to leave here
I'm finding it hard but the concrete's setting in
Maybe I'm not who I thought I was
A long drive back home, rain overhead
I'm trying so hard to concentrate
I'm trying so hard but my eyes just wanna close
There's two kids at a school who only know one story
I'm trying so hard to be there
I'm trying so hard but not doing anything at all
I'm trying so hard to think straight
I'm trying so hard to think straight
I'm trying so hard to think straight
I'm finding it, finding it
I'm trying so hard to think straight
I'm trying so hard but my feet barely touch the ground
Maybe I'm not who I thought I was
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4. |
No Words For Falling
03:41
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No words
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Joe Terror Melbourne, Australia
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