1. |
TV, Junk Food & Bed
05:15
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There’s a ghost outside my window
She comes around when I get scared
Tells me jokes sometimes or we just sit not talking
She’s happy just being friends.
But I’ll be your, I’ll be your boyfriend
Take you to the dance
We’ll fall out at midnight
I’ll go home with your friend.
And I love the TV, Junk food & bed
Yeah my life is nothing like Mary Wells
So you feel you’re growing up…
I feel nothing.
There’s a world outside your window
Old flames and two bit friends.
There’ll tell you jokes sometimes
Or kick you when you’re falling.
There all no good in the end.
But I’ll be your, I’ll be your boyfriend
Take you to the dance
We’ll fall out at midnight
I’ll go home with your friend.
And I love the TV, Junk food & bed
Yeah my life is nothing like Raquel Welch
So you feel you’re growing up…
I feel nothing.
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2. |
Bloodlust
04:32
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Abbey open up the blinds.
Let that light into your heart.
They’ve all seen some things
Scared them breathless.
I guess we’re just waiting here for ours.
And I feel the world slowly change around
Way out east to west lights are cutting out.
Why don’t you call the cops, tell them not to be so mean,
If they’re starting to piss you off.
I see blood lust in their eyes,
Terra firma to the sea.
They’ve all seen some things
Cold and senseless.
They’d sell their mothers for a piece.
And I feel the world slowly change around
Way out east to west lights are cutting out.
Why don’t you call the cops, tell them not to be so mean,
If they’re starting to piss you off.
I’ll be your spaceman, yeah.
I’ll take you out of here.
Just let me be your spaceman
I’ll take you out of here.
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3. |
Heartlands
05:50
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I know the light, it hurts your eyes.
I see you’re tired,
Honey come inside.
I know the boy deep inside,
He never dies, just grows.
Just grows.
Till you see the light.
Till you hear the choir in the heartlands.
Feel that burning fire.
Did you get what you desired?
In the midnight hour.
Who’d have known…
I guess you’re right
I never cried.
I thought I might from time to time
These ghosts are real in my mind
They never die, just glow.
Just glow.
Till you see the light.
Till you hear the choir in the heartlands.
Feel that burning fire.
Did you get what you desired?
In the midnight hour.
Who’d have known…
I love you.
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4. |
Heaven Or Higher
04:54
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Call all my love
Send it to the sun on a rain drop
I’m never gonna love another.
I’ll watch as it turns to nothing.
Then falls back to you
Falls back to you
Falls back to you
Falls back
From heaven or higher
I’ll come falling back to you.
Baby, all I know
All small regrets grow
Till they’re nuclear
They’ll tear apart your little house love.
Then fall back to you
Fall back to you
Fall back,
From heaven or higher,
I’ll come falling back to you.
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5. |
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Run, run to the sea
Swim through the waves
Till we sun
We’ll fall out the sky
We’re born into love.
Together we’ll die.
And it makes me scream a little louder
Kiss a little longer through the pain.
Black waves.
Fall on the earth
Block out the sun
Blacken each ray.
And it makes me scream a little louder
Kick a little harder through the pain.
Black waves.
All of my heart beats baby
All of my heart beats baby
All of my heart beats baby
When I’m with you.
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6. |
Cruel
05:51
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Hey man, you’ve been spinning out a while now
It’s been a moment since you’ve been well
I’ve been there too.
Night time, stars are glowing but your minds wild.
All the things you could have been child
Have been refused.
When the world is pushing down on you
It feels blue.
When the world is pushing down on you
It feels cruel
So cruel
But you can’t let it hurt you.
Slow down, all the late nights make you feel sad
You get high and then you feel bad
You feel a fool.
Just call him, say his hair it smell like oranges
He looks like Wayne Coyne in his young years
Singing ‘Thanks To You’.
When the world is pushing down on you
It feels blue.
When the world is pushing down on you
It feels cruel
So cruel
But you can’t let it hurt you.
On dark days, you always picture your mothers face
Holy hell she made you feel great
When you’d come unglued.
Hearts race, some in sync and others out of pace
But when you know, you know
I heard them say,
So I guess its true.
When the world is pushing down on you
It feels blue.
When the world is pushing down on you
It feels cruel
So cruel
But you can’t let it hurt you.
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7. |
Anything Man
04:31
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You feel fine, most of the time
Maybe once a week you crack a smile
And draw the curtains for some light.
And call me round.
Put on something special
You head out into the wild.
I’ll be your night fever
I know you love the fire.
I’ll be your personal preacher
Pray away your fright.
I’ll be your Notre dame
I’ll be your god damn anything
Anything man.
You feel wired
Half of the time
It’s just the pills that make you quiet, but that’s alright
We can just sit here if you like
Just call me round, barely in a month
I’m still waiting, here I am.
I’ll be your night fever
I know you love the fire.
I’ll be your personal preacher
Pray away your fright.
I’ll be your Notre dame
I’ll be your god damn anything
Anything man.
Anything man you want, I can be.
Your eyes make me wild
And your laugh kicks my heart in.
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8. |
I'll Come Running
04:38
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Call me anytime
I'll run to you
Crawl
I'll cry for you
Die for you
I'll be there for you
You
I'll cradle you
When you're dying
We're all dying love
Fading
I'll kiss your feet
Wash you
I'll bleed for you
Bleed for you
I'll come running
I'll come running back to you
I'll come running
I'll come running back to you
Call me anytime
I'll fight for you
Brawl
In the gutter
In the city
Find clean air for you
Breathe for two
If he hurt you
Tell me
I'll kill the man
Gladly
I'll kiss your feet
Wash you
I'll bleed for you
Bleed for you
I'll come running
I'll come running back to you
I'll come running
I'll come running back to you
And I'll hold you back
Hold you back
But I'm trying
Trying
I'll hold you back
Hold you back
But I'm trying
Trying
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9. |
Spending Time
06:21
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You spend a lot of time asleep
You spend a lot of time at home
But there’s this place inside my head
We spend a lot of time alone.
Spend a little time.
You said your dad was a creep
Your mother had a lot of love
Well I can’t make that disappear
But I can turn the music up
And spend a little time
On our own
Spend a little time.
All alone
Spend a little time.
There’s a wild light that screams beneath your heart.
Reilluminates the blackened sky, with love.
Maybe spend a little time.
You’d say lover take me home
There’d be a tremble in your lip
Maybe a sparkle in your eye
When you say I should come in
Maybe spend a little time.
Spend a little time with me.
Maybe, spend a little time.
On our own
Spend a little time.
All alone
Spend a little time.
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10. |
Pas De Deux
04:56
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Close your eyes
Picture somewhere better
Hold on tightly
This won’t be forever
I’ll get paid
We’ll run away together
Hold on tightly
Just waiting out the weather, weather
And I will be your night light
You forever home
Night light, I’ll be your night light,
I’ll be your night light,
Your life long
All your life long
If every night
Every night you hold on
Every night
Every night you hold on
Close your eyes
Think of somewhere better
Don’t go quietly
Give them hell for leather
And I will be your life line
Your forever home
Night light, I’ll be your night light,
I’ll be your night light,
Your life long
All your life long
If every night
Every night you hold on
Every night
Every night you hold on
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11. |
Love Birds
04:25
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Caged,
Caged by these young bones
Caged by these old flames
So heartless I’ve been
Each time
Always cruel lies.
Hey
Feels like I’m fading
Back to my cold ways
Back to myself
No one
Rolling nowhere
Wild, Wild, Wild.
Be gone all my love birds
Fly, Fly.
So long,
All my love birds.
Fly, Fly.
Fly.
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