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Dead Heat
03:27
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Came by for a casual brew. Saturday night, nothing to do. Heaven knows I've made mistakes in my time. Ten beers in and I'm loose with my tongue. Shoot some more and put the jukebox on. Then the atmosphere took one hell of a dive.
Let heat rise, it's my time. I'll see you, baby, on the other side.
Lights out there's too much trouble. Punched out and seeing double. Came in at the wrong time tonight. My face is swollen and bruised. My face is a sorry excuse. A beer bottle smashed between my eyes.
Let heat rise, it's my time. I'll see you, baby, on the other side.
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Life In Screen
02:35
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Every second I'm awake & every movement that I make. Every thought I generate questions reality. All the air that I intake, all the friendships that I break & all the happiness I fake - that is reality.
I saw something, you saw something. A life in screen, well I guess we saw nothing.
All the money that you make and all the deals that you break All the meals you never make. Are you happy? Every private moment seen. Every opening we've been. Every loving moment screened. It keeps us happy.
I saw something, you saw something. A life in screen, well I guess we saw nothing.
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Terrors
03:12
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She's an addict for a scream and a howl. Voice in the night with a sweaty towel. They're out to get her and there's no protection. When you're asleep it's just damage prevention.
You're awoken by a zombie you know. It's occupied her body and soul. Reach for the switch before it's too late. Another uncontrollable twist of fate.
Terrorised at night but you've got no reason to live in fright. You've just got those terrors.
She doesn't know what causes the storm. Got no problems to mention at all. Holding hope that it's just a phase - we haven't slept in about five days.
High speed bad dreams feel like routine. White noise coming from the fringe of a fantasy. Poisoned mind by the stress that she suffers. it's getting through one way or another.
Terrorised at night but you've got no reason to live in fright. You've just got those terrors.
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Religion
03:14
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It's not a habit, it's a hobby. It's not addiction, it's the way I breathe. It's not an act and it's not scenery. It's a way of life, it's obscenity. From 6am I drink coffee and energy drinks if they're sugar free. You see, I'm counting calories and need to save some space for the booze at 3.
It's not an addiction, it's my religion.
I'm aware of the damage that it does to me but there's no better way to party. There's no better way to relax for me. There's no better way to get myself to sleep. And I know what it does to society and to those who abuse it (not me). And I know that it hurts families. And I know that it kills but it'll never kill me.
It's not an addiction, it's my religion.
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5. |
Allergic Reaction
01:54
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Set me afire, set me ablaze. I'd rather risk death than more of these days. I'd rather risk health than join in this craze so leave me alone and get out the way.
Allergic reaction.
Cut off my /skin and piss in my face. Rip me to shreds and let me decay. I don't want to live if living is this. Or give me some cream and give me a kiss.
Allergic reaction.
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6. |
Cold Snap
03:28
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Decide on which side do you stride. Where do your feelings lie? How should we live our lives?
Find out about yourself and style as you wait for the snap to arrive. But I won't wait around for mine.
There's a cold snap and it's in my brain, flowing through my veins & driving me insane.
Time will never be on your side so do what you feel is right. Take everything in sight.
Find out about yourself inside and how fast you'd like to ride. Because everything's worth a try.
There's a cold snap and it's in my brain, flowing through my veins & driving me insane.
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Tell me why I feel so lonely. I feel I've got the oldest bones. So why did you turn away? The door is closed on the final chapter, I heard a rumour that you're going after all the dreams that were killed until today. So why did you turn away?
Tell me where the old pro's go. There's so much more I need to know so i can get on with the show.
So in the corner of a dark and damp room, relive the moments that made and paid you. Why did you turn away? Another story of a worn out failure. Nothing ends happy ever after. Why would I turn away?
Tell me where the old pro's go. There's so much more I need to know so i can get on with the show.
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8. |
Coming Of Age
03:13
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I got a little worried that they'd come for me. You got a little tired of running round with me. I'm black, I'm blue. It's the future of me and the future of you. A hollow victory is all my savaged eyes have left to see. Thanks for the infamy. Your amateur army is running on empty.
In such a pleasant way you give give give, they take take take. You make your own mistakes, things that you will take down to the grave.
Standing on the edge of a balcony I reconsider what you left for me. A fat lip and a broken hip. I'm waiting to hear about whose wrists you slit. This is the epitome of a black comedy, broken economy. Thanks to society coming of age has never been so easy.
In such a pleasant way you give give give, they take take take. You make your own mistakes, things that you will take down to the grave.
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9. |
Ever The Optimist
03:28
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I can't wait for too long to get to where I belong. I can't wait for too long to get where I'm free. I wanna break my way through with you. I wanna smash the harmony.
We try to get through and change this, but for ten years I could go away and nothing here would even change.
I could give it all but I know where I'd get with my luck. I could give it all but no one would be listening. I'd like to change society but they'd come around and take away my TV. I'd like to change society but society's changing me.
We try to get through and change this, but for ten years I could go away and nothing here would even change.
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Words/Bones
03:08
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You've got me wanting us together. You keep me waiting here forever. A token smile was just the start of it, hand to hand touch was the hardest part of it. Turn away before I fall into your river.
Don't pick bones with no one. Don't mess around with no one. Everybody does the same thing, you're going to turn this fight into a war.
You trust me to hold it together. You know I've got the worst patience ever. A lazy day was all that kicked it off. A hazy dose and the whole thing was off. Shout my name before I forget it forever.
Don't pick bones with no one. Don't mess around with no one. Everybody does the same thing, you're going to turn this fight into a war.
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11. |
Hardsports
04:19
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Oh baby you give me the chills. Your legs are fit to kill. If I were to swim then I'd surely drown for I just can't function when you are around.
You're kicking the dancefloor to bits with heels that could cause some damage. Stop playing with hearts that you know you won't keep. We both know that tonight you don't want no sleep.
This situation's getting out of control. She don't know what she is starting inside my head tonight. Now my heart won't stop pounding. It never felt so right.
My darling just give me a chance to show you what I mean by romance. Because these types of symptoms suggest I'm pneumonic and these types of thoughts are purely demonic.
This situation's getting out of control. She don't know what she is starting inside my head tonight. Now my heart won't stop pounding. It never felt so right.
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I don't cry at funerals and I believe the rumour mill will eat us up. I don't get too physical and I feel so invisible. Nocturnal flush Enough's enough.
I'm waiting for the call of the future and it's whore to answer all my prayers and hit me.
Hey, I can't help it if I'm lucky. I can't help it if I'm in control and not alone. I can't help it if I'm lucky. I can't help it if I sold my soul a long time ago.
I don't form easy attachments and I won't waste my time in making stories up. I don't want the original but I need inspirational and nothing less.
I'm waiting for the call of the future and it's whore to answer all my prayers and hit me.
Hey, I can't help it if I'm lucky. I can't help it if I'm in control and not alone. I can't help it if I'm lucky. I can't help it if I sold my soul a long time ago.
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I need something in my head. I need something, I don't wanna be dead. I need risk, I need fun, I need to feel like I'm on the run. I need feelings in my bones, I need to feel like I'm exposed. I need danger, I need war, I need something to battle for. But I don't wanna be a show pony.
I need people to take note, I need people to let it go. I need you to need me but I need the luxury of being free. I need chaos, I need regret, I need to speak what's in my head. I need wonder, I need pure, I need to reach the inner core. But I don't wanna be a show pony.
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I know what you want from me and it sure isn't my body. I don't think it's personality, I think you want me for my money.
I heard around what you're like - more dangerous than dynamite. You never run away from a fight and don't know the difference between wrong and right.
Little do you know I've got such little to show but loose change.
I took you out for a meal to understand how you feel. I'd love to order caviar but my money just don't stretch that far. Would you hold my hand and walk with me if I wasn't in Versace? I don't own no Armani and my only shoes are scummy.
Little do you know I've got such little to show but loose change.
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Keep it secret, keep it down low, keep it vintage, keep it retro. Doesn't want you to know that she's so retro. The past is flowing through her veins. Another era fans her flames. Modern life's a real shit. This modern life just doesn't fit.
She just wants to take it slow, keep it vintage, keep it retro. Doesn't care for what I know because she's so retro. The past is flowing through her veins. Another era fans her flames. Modern life's a real shit. This modern life just doesn't fit.
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showponies - San Diego
03:27
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Can you hear me coming? Is the car still running? Can you get me out of here today? I'm sick of the rain, sick of the grey, sick of the look I can see on your face. I'm bored of this place, bored of the space. Empty besides all the shit that I drink.
So I'm going to San Diego and I'm not coming back. I'm going to clear my soul and soak up some sun.
Now my sweat is running and the tears are coming. Can you get me out of here today? I can't find a way to make the most of this play, a way to ignore all the self pity. I made a mistake and got myself in this state so I'm running away from the mess that I made.
I'm going to San Diego and I'm not coming back. I'm going to clear my soul and soak up some sun.
I heard the waves sing you to sleep and I heard the sand slips right around your feet. I've got a plan to give this all up and find somewhere I really love.
So I'm going to San Diego and I'm not coming back. I'm going to clear my soul and soak up some sun.
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It was Christmas Eve, I was alone, it was night time. I'd had too much to drink and wasn't walking straight. I ordered a pizza but I had no money and an old bearded man gave me his change.
He asked if I'd like to see his transport, said he'd drive me home and it would be free. It's an ancient sleigh and it's powered by reindeer. I'm Santa, son, fly with me.
Christmas man do you go to Beirut and Japan? I wanna know.
Christmas man do you use a map or a sat nav? I wanna know.
I jumped in the seat and got ready for a good time, he took a whip to Blitzen and off we went. He passed me a sack and pushed me down a chimney, said "realise this; you've got to pay your way".
We went around the houses for what seemed like hours. My hands were blistered and my jeans were ripped. We drank together until it was day light. "Cos I'm Santa son, I can handle this".
Christmas man do you go to Beirut and Japan? I wanna know.
Christmas man do you use a map or a sat nav? I wanna know.
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I'm going to Rancho Relaxo and I'm going to have a good time. I'll sunbathe, get a tan on and have some glasses of wine.
I'm going to Rancho Relaxo and I'm gonna have a good time. I'll sunbathe til my blood boils and then I'll drink til I die.
5,4,3,2,1, let's go on holiday.
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I can't eat, I can't sleep. I've got primal urges. I can't see, I can't think. I've got primal urges. I can't touch, I can't feel. I've got primal urges. I can't live, I can't breathe.
And I'm god, I'm gone, I'm god, I'm gone.
I can't cry, I can't weep. I've got primal urges. I don't look, I don't peek. I've got primal urges. I don't care, I don't blink. I've got primal urges. I can't keep myself in. I've got primal urges.
And I'm god, I'm gone, I'm god, I'm gone.
I feel like I'm a disease. I've got primal urges.
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showponies - Zizkov
05:30
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You think I'm a lovely person. You think I'm lovely but I'm not. You think I'm a caring man. You think I'm caring, but I'm not. You think I like your hairdo. You think I like it, but I don't. You think I enjoy your jokes. You think I'll enjoy, but I won't.
I'm not the man you think I am.
You say I'm a thoughtful guy. You say I'm thoughtful but I'm not. You think I'm there for you. You think that I'm there, but I'm not. You think I like your dress. You think I like it, but I don't. You think I'll bring a gift. You think I'll bring one, but I won't.
I'm not the man you think I am.
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showponies - Rathaus
02:48
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You told me a secret the other day, said as long as I was with you you'd never be afraid. That's one hell of a thing to say, and I'm not quite sure it's right, but OK. Your touch is a little rough but it tells me more than enough. Your grip is a little stiff but I'll hold it tight as we take our trip.
Do you think I'd understand every time you hold my hand? Do you want me to believe when you say you'll never ever leave?
Six miles of ice and anger, we struggle on with a slow meander. I guess we could have run, but we stopped and waited for our time to come. We told secrets and gave secrets and gave directions with our free hand. Go this way, go that way, go any way. i don't care. As long as it's my way.
Do you think I'd understand every time you hold my hand? Do you want me to believe when you say you'll never ever leave?
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showponies - Religion
03:00
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It's not a habit, it's a hobby. It's not addiction, it's the way I breathe. It's not an act and it's not scenery. It's a way of life, it's obscenity. From 6am I drink coffee and energy drinks if they're sugar free. You see, I'm counting calories and need to save some space for the booze at 3.
It's not an addiction, it's my religion.
I'm aware of the damage that it does to me but there's no better way to party. There's no better way to relax for me. There's no better way to get myself to sleep. And I know what it does to society and to those who abuse it (not me). And I know that it hurts families. And I know that it kills but it'll never kill me.
It's not an addiction, it's my religion.
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showponies - Caliente
03:15
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The river's getting high and so am I. The banks are sure to burst. But if an eye for an eye is how I'm gonna die then I'm coming for your eyes first.
It's getting real so tell me how you feel. It's creeping up inside. Is there a reason why?
Your blue eyed boy is off to enjoy everything that he hoped. There's no time to cry, it's fly or die. He's got to try and learn the ropes.
It's getting real so tell me how you feel. It's creeping up inside. Is there a reason why?
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Golden Coffin
03:18
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Never coming to save the day - useless individual. Under suspicion but with nothing to say - effort is minimal. Please allow us to pay your way - turn us into dust. Please allow us something to say - cos in God we trust.
Guess who got a golden coffin for the lives of the people he was robbing?
Telling lies day to day - villainous individuals.Hiding their agendas in a hope that they will seem to be residual. Keep you quiet so that they get paid and turn us into dust. So buy more stuff and play away - cos in God you trust.
Guess who got a golden coffin for the lives of the people he was robbing?
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Carry Me Home
02:57
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I've got a long term plan to spend every penny I've ever had on booze and good times with good friends of mine. I'll buy a big house seaside and I'll make my own wine, sleep on the softest feather not holding anything together.
But I've got a disease that fills my mind with endless dreams. It pulls me on but it drags me down. And if I needed someone for the long term fight would you carry me home tonight?
Just like I always say, "next year it'll be OK". I'm going to up my game and live in a place with a Spanish name. I'll take an old design and reinvent it one more time. We'll build a boat together and sail along forever.
But I've got a disease that fills my mind with endless dreams. It pulls me on but it drags me down. And if I needed someone for the long term fight would you carry me home tonight?
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26. |
The Game
04:21
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I found myself, again, on the wrong side of the game. I can't hold your hands because yours are tied, but I'll kiss your cheek and feel your face on mine. Without knowing who's to blame I'm in for some pain. But I don't fear the consequence in these circumstance.
Today's my lucky day (words I thought I'd never say) and I'm oblivious to the dangers that are obviously in the way. Just look at the facts; if you study them you won't turn back. There's nothing more I can do to fight the thought of you.
Here we go again sitting blocked off by the pain of not being able to have a chance at being over our heads in pure romance. One day we'll catch the train for a seaside stretch, or possibly we'll get on the first plane to never return again.
Why won't you listen to your heart? It's probably the perfect place to start. I'll kill the sharks that swim around you keeping us apart. So for the next time; I'm still prepared to lay my battered body on the line, as for you I would do every single time.
I found myself, again, on the wrong side of the game. I can't hold your hands because yours are tied, but I'll kiss your cheek and feel your face on mine. Without knowing who's to blame I'm in for some pain. But I don't fear the consequence in these circumstance.
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