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I walked up the steps of the cathedral
To the sound of the song that was playing in my head
Sometimes I wanna feel bad
I got my collarbone and my shackled lungs
I try to stop myself from acting up
in front of the children, I don’t wanna bug
Dreams, dreams
I could never fall asleep
I could never quite believe
the way that people fall in love
I quack so god damn much I’m a duck
I let go of the rope just to test my luck
I don’t who’s living under my skin
I’m a movie monster, keep getting up
I’m talking skeleton, who gives a fuck
Gonna drag my bones back home to do it again
Dreams, dreams
I could never fall asleep
I could never quite believe
I could never conceive the way that people fall in love
Quiet please,
Don’t wake the Queen
Sneak into a different scene
I could never conceive the way that people fall in love
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If You Don't Dance
03:38
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Echo and the Bunnymen, humming a long to “The Cutter”
We may be in an alley, but get your mind out of the gutter
Peek-a-boo, I’ll play Veronica Lake with my stolen eyes a’burning
You think you tip toe, but you’re like a tank, I call you “Sherman”
If you don’t dance, you don’t dance
There’s no chance for us
If you don’t dance, you don’t dance
It’s a waste of love
Going down into the well, gathering up all the wishes
Haunted like the Chelsea Hotel, you know love can be vicious
Oh desire, you’re a fire that burns deep below
Only you and I need to know
If you don’t dance, you don’t dance
There’s no chance for us
If you don’t dance, you don’t dance
It’s a waste of love
Secret arms the sky is ours
It’s quiet but I know you hear it
Our breathing, beating hearts
Soaking up the spirit
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Gonna Have to Swim
03:27
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Walk St Louis at the water’s edge
Tear right through it ‘cause tonight is dead
If it keeps raining, we’re going to die here
If we were going to make it, we would’ve had to try, dear
It’s all coming It’s all coming
It’s all coming to an end
We’re gonna have to swim Gonna have to swim
Don’t tell the children but the dogs have drowned
No use in panic, it’s too late now
Train them to escape
Prepare them now
Love is a weight
We’re gonna have to take it out
It’s all coming It’s all coming
It’s all coming to an end
We’re gonna have to swim Gonna have to swim
So get out your guns
And aim them now
Get the heart in your sights
And shoot it down
It’s all coming It’s all coming
It’s all coming to an end
We’re gonna have to swim Gonna have to swim
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Nothing Bad Can Happen
03:19
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Slam dance, epilepsy
Shake your spine, death metal machine
The conniption is divine electricity
Nothing bad can happen
Nothing bad can happen to me
I’m gonna dive into the water
to the stillness underneath
Nothing bad can happen
There’s no love without cruelty
And there is no grace without indecency
Welcome children to the garden of suffering
Nothing bad can happen
Nothing bad can happen to me
I’m gonna dive into the water
to the stillness underneath
Nothing bad can happen
Nothing bad can happen
Nothing bad can happen if you believe
Gonna dive into the water
The stillness underneath
Nothing bad can happen
Nothing bad can happen
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AWOL
03:26
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Some evening we’ll slip past the guards
The towers and guns, the towers and guns, the alarms
Into some city, into the dark
We already know what we are
We’ll pull off the uniforms and burn the numbers
With secret pain we’ll sneak under the covers
We’ll ruin them and laugh
The people they’re chasing, they ain’t coming back
When our faces hit the print, we are already changed
Exaggerate the story, assign all the blame
We don’t feel remorse or any shame
We’re taking the car, you can keep the name
I’ll be writing poems in the sand
You’ll be telling me to make ‘em sad
I’ve never wanted anything this bad
The people that they’re chasing, they ain’t coming back
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Idiot
02:26
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I’m in a tower where the caterpillars crawl
I can see you through the window in the mirror on the wall
Is that your mother I hear coming down the hall?
It gets hard to believe in what you don’t believe at all
You think you know me
But honey, you don’t
I am a travel witness falling from the sky
I’ve been listening to your secrets I’m the creature in your life
You don’t remember but it happens every time
Nice to meet you, who am I, who am I?
You think you know me
But honey, you don’t
Put the loony in the loony bin
Stamp the mind and deliver it
Bernadette don’t let the idiot roam
Burn the tower I been livin in
Sometimes the flames taste like cinnamon
Bernadette don’t let the idiot roam
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Incubator
04:28
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I’ve got my worries marching
From the place where I was born
Or hatched or created
Whatever I was before
No more roller coaster flying
No more revolution dying
Let’s keep our skeletons a’dancing
Out of sight
There’s no ahead or behind us
No dying kind of light
Come to me in my darkness
Keep the sun out of my eyes
No more roller coaster flying
No more revolution dying
Let’s keep our skeletons a’dancing
Out of sight
Here in my incubation
A private conversation
You can come to me and I will try
I will try to make you mine
Here in my secret station
My private incubation
A private conversation
Make you mine
No more roller coaster flying
No more revolution dying
Let’s keep our skeletons a’dancing
Out of sight
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It's Not Really Me
03:07
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Jamie it’s not me in this angry body
It’s not really me
Jamie it’s not me, but I’m awful sorry
That this is who you see
I scream like I’m breaking
I cannot stop this awful scene I’m making
What is this crazy shit I’m saying?
I don’t know myself, I need help
Jamie it’s not me in this angry body
It’s not really me
Jamie it’s not me, but I’m awful sorry
That this is who you see
Possessed, remote controller
And I’m scared to death when it is over
When I come to, I don’t know her
I don’t like myself, I need help
Jamie it’s not me in this angry body
It’s not really me
Jamie it’s not me, but I’m awful sorry
That this is who you see
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Canvas
03:45
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I was raised on a canvas
And my corner man was useless
He watched me on the ropes
‘til I was black eyed and toothless
I was no contender
Not as long as I remember
Just a twirling misanthrope
Too stupid to surrender
Kiss me, kiss me, kiss me
like it matters, Like anything does
Daddy’s little brawler
Just a banged up gentleman caller
I learned to take a punch, baby
And I learned not to holler
Rearrange me like a jigsaw
With your haymakers and cat claws
I might wobble, I might see saw
But this ain’t no glass jaw
I watched that old sun set
On the ring that I grew up in
I did not mourn its passing
‘cause I do not miss the past
Put a match to the memory
Rewrite all your beginnings
I get nothing from this reverie
I’m never going back
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Like Bliss
03:31
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Life sure seems like bliss when you’re just taking pictures of it
I don’t wanna join some imaginary circus
I can’t pretend to give a shit
Not sure where I am, I don’t recognize you man
My body’s too broken down to outrun you now
It ain’t happening
Your girlfriend dropped her phone and there she was all alone
When the maggots ate her eyes, it was no surprise
There’s no punchline to this joke
Albert wrote to me from the previous century
We don’t belong but we carry on for reasons
That we can’t see
I’m smashing my fucking harddrive
I’m gonna cross the great divide
I don’t feel quite dead
But I sure ain’t alive
I’m gonna leave it all behind
And I’m not gonna say goodbye
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Sunburn
06:12
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A long shadow on the sand
I dream in lightning and black
Someone’s scream hits the wind
And it shakes me loose again
I want to be free of this world
Feet kicking in the salt
Feathers grow out from my heart
I’m surrounded once again
By blizzard eyes and mannequins
I want to be free of this world
With a sunburn
The heat can make you shiver
It just gets harder to forgive her
She is swimming in the sky
I’m afraid but don’t know why
I want to be free of this world
With a sunburn
When the tremors wake me up
And the sun has tipped its cup
I look terrible and red
I am in trouble once again
I want to be free of this world
With a sunburn
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