1. |
Midnight Sunburn
03:06
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Take me gray alien angel
Abduct me
Wipe clean every brain cell
And set me free
Could it be the thing
That sets a fire in my blood?
Are you listening?
Read between zeros and ones
Give me sunburned skin at midnight
From high above
Embrace my face, parasite
Fill me up
Take me away
I just wanna disappear
I'm not afraid
Take me far away from here
You shine so bright
I wanna be with you
Take me gray alien angel
I wanna be with you
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2. |
Scar
03:41
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Feel like the tree on Maple Street
The one the kids would always carve their names in
Cut it deep and let it bleed
But you're a memory that's not worth saving
Cuz I'm scarred
You carved in your name with a knife
Sank a scar into the bark
Finger in the concrete
This tattoo can't be removed
Never coming off me
Cuz I'm scarred
You carved in your name with a knife
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3. |
Pocket Knife
03:05
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I can never get enough
I been eating with no appetite
I been cutting up the rug
With the devil in the pale moonlight
But no matter what I done
I buy a ticket for my next guilt trip
Is it fooling anyone?
This golden noose is just my halo slipped
Round my throat
Now I'm choking on it
I been boiling my blood
Fighting tigers with a pocket knife
And maybe it's the drugs
But I see faces in the trees outside of my room
And they look like you
Since I lost my mind I can't get to sleep at night
Gotta be some kinda secret
Wanna see you when I'm dreaming
Every sheep I counted was a wolf
And I keep on feeling vacant
Every drug that I'm taking
Gotta be something to bridge the gulf
Between us
But I feel stuck
Since I lost my mind I can't get to sleep at night
I don't wanna do it again but I'm gonna
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4. |
This Magic Moment
02:39
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Sunday sunset
Cigarettes
Empty street
I need a magic carpet
Where I can sweep it underneath
Lightning bugs blink SOS as evening falls
If you've seen one firework you've seen 'em all
Every magic moment starts to seem the same
But I'll miss the show if I look away
Happy birthday
Trying not to waste the wish
Yuppy cliche
Is there something more than this?
Every magic moment starts to seem the same
But I'll miss the show if I look away
What happens if I look away?
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5. |
Cloud 9
02:22
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Shoot me in the head
Cut me up into pieces
Grind me up and feed me to the dog
Everything you said
Makes me feel pretty seasick
Feels like everything I do is wrong
Put me out of my misery
I'm freaking out without you here with me
Gone completely
Forget the damage
Ignore the scars
Cover your eyes
Follow your heart
I'm fine
I'm in ecstasy
Cloud nine when you're next to me
Never leaving
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6. |
Dreamless
03:49
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You're in my head
You're in my head at night
I swear you're dead
But then I dreamt you life
Tried to wipe my memory
I deleted every dream
Til I undid every thread
Now my head's a quiet cave
An empty shell that sings the waves
Static and hiss start to make sense
The empty space is no replacement for you
Gone in the morning
Brain in a blender
I can't remember anything at all
It all seems so small
Subliminal
All along the empty space is no replacement for you
The empty space is no replacement for you
Imprisoned
These visions are my cell
My dream is sleep dreamless by myself
But you're in my head
You're in my head at night
Get out of my head
My teeth fall out
I hit the ground
I dream I drown
They see me now
I can't get out
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7. |
Give Up the Ghost
04:00
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You said "let me go," but I'm never gonna give the ghost
Like the smell of cigarette smoke in my hair
Feeling like an addict, I keep squinting through the static
Like I swear there's something there
Used to be here but it's gone away
A chain of wasted Saturdays
That don't matter anyway
In this state of disarray
Never gonna say what I'm trying to say, to my dismay
I'll never pay you back for keeping me safe
I can't let it go, no I'm never gonna give the ghost
Like the taste of uncooked French toast on my breath
Semiautomatic in the dresser, in the attic
Dust has gathered there to bury all our mess
All my ghosts no they won't let me go
All my ghosts, please let me go
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8. |
Acronym
03:28
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You can't sing underwater
Selfishly I crave your siren song
You never learned to swim
Memorized acronyms
We all knew something was wrong
Now it's over
I'll be your tiny change
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