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Blue-eyed Suicide
03:10
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Blue-Eyed Suicide
Why must the pendulum swing so slow?
The grape too high and the water low
Looking in, from the outside
Another blue-eyed suicide
Roll your stone up and endless hill
Which chamber will the bullet fill?
You believe, in your own lies
What’s the point in having tried?
Now you show more than you hide
Just another blue-eyed suicide
The weakness that he despised
Set deep into his eyes
And now it’s tattooed on my mind
Another blue-eyed suicide
Why must the pendulum swing so slow?
The grape too high and the water low
Looking in, from the outside
Now forever awaits his bride
With his arms open wide
For another blue-eyed suicide.
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Valentine
03:38
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Valentine
I’ve seen you here, before tonight
With your desperation lips painted bright
The dress you wore, like discontent
In fading shades of youthful passions spent
Our lives like records that we played
Spinning, warped, scratched, beginning to fade
Your perfume shade, abandonment
And the charm around your neck engraved with it
The broken shoes, in your hand
(from) Walking aimlessly for years, before you ran out of time
My Valentine
Our lives like records that we played
Spinning, warped, scratched, beginning to fade
Where have you gone, my valentine?
When you once so tightly held your hand in mine
Where have you been, with your pain familiar
I see you every day, in my own mirror.
Valentine, my valentine
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Pale Fairytale
03:52
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Pale Fairytale
A breakdown behind closed doors
No one sees, no one knows
Your secret lives, with homemade knives
Hidden in their clothes
Promise not to tell your pale fairytale
Architect of your own neglect
Material desires
You woke up in some white ghetto
Heart burning tenement fire
Promise not to tell your pale fairytale
Broken homes and smashed cell phones
Experiments with death
You fell in love with misery
And he stole your last breaths
Promise not to tell your pale fairytale
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In Scars
03:45
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In Scars
By the time, I find my way
And I, finally get straight
By the time, that morning comes
The light, will it appear too late?
Written in scars on your hand
Tobacco stained walls, old ceiling fan
Revolving endlessly to stop
Back where it began
With baited breath, we flirt with death
And long to kiss her on the lips
Every night, we steal from sight
To hold her pale white hips
Every night and every morn(ing)
Some to vacant bliss, they are born
And with every coming light
Some awake to ceaseless night
Written in scars on your hand
Tobacco stained walls, old ceiling fan
Revolving endlessly to stop
Back where it began.
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Don't Save Me
04:11
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Prelude
00:26
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Sidewalks of the Dawn
03:42
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Sidewalks of the Dawn
They’re cutting the power, no bill received
Out of work, out of favors, with nothing to believe in now
When you can’t pay, they’ll throw you out on the lawn
Smoke your last cigarette, on sidewalks of the dawn
Now you’re broke
The butt of some joke
You think that life is some sort of con
On sidewalks of the dawn
The neighbors scream in Spanish all night
There’ll be no sleep, though eyes clenched tightly
And everything you own is on loan in pawn
But there is still music on the sidewalks of the dawn
You can hear them outside
Talk how you should have died
Their judgment loud as a gong
But you’re dancing on sidewalks of the dawn.
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Let Go
04:22
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Let Go
Born to the house on the hill
8th floor window sill
He didn’t jump he just learned to let go
From the first sweet taste
Forever to give chase
Falling in love a little with death
Let go
When you’re tired of fighting
Let go
Close your eyes
Taught by the books that he read
From poets young and dead
Love is an idea born to a dream
At times it seems too hard to breathe
Smothered by the pillow of childhood dreams
On the internment day
The very few who came
Realized they hadn’t known him at all
Let go.
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