1. |
Dumb Luck
03:15
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Come on baby, kill some time with me
The Sun has set and I can’t see a thing
If you ever want to feel disarmed
I have a bed where we can see the stars
Shame how time gets tight
And how Bad dreams can ruin nights
And dumb Luck gets us by
If we never shut our eyes.
Your siren sings out through my head
Makes me feel I’m more than me
Ring this bell for the rise and fall
Love should always break the law
Shame how time gets tight
And how Bad dreams can ruin nights
And this dumb Luck gets us by
If we never shut our eyes.
If you want to go blind
I swear there’s nothing to it – If you want to do it
And If you want to Kill Time
Anyone can do it - I swear there’s nothing to it
Remember how I said I’d call?
And how I felt so all alone?
The aftermath of time apart
I have a bed where we can see the stars
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2. |
She Got
02:01
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3. |
Fat the Bird
03:35
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Fat little Bird Please fly away
I’ve grown so tired of those things you say
The way you talk sitting in your tree
All your sticks and stones they can’t hurt me
You’ll never drag me down
Your evil eye has just burned out
Say Goodbye Say so long
Say it hurts to be alone
Say Goodbye Say so long
Say it hurts to be alone
Sick little bird please fly away
With your sad sad songs of yesterday
Nobody wants to hear you sing and no body cares especially me
Cause your so strung out on all these dead memories
So find a new way to set your little mind free
You’ll never drag me down
Your evil eye has just burned out
Say Goodbye Say so long
Say it hurts to be alone
Say Goodbye Say so long
Say it hurts to be alone
You gonna try and drag me down baby?
You’ll never drag me down
Your evil eye has just burned out
Say Goodbye Say so long
Say it hurts to be alone
Say Goodbye
I said say so long
Let me tell you how this bird has flown
And I’ll show you how everything grows
And we all can find our way back home
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4. |
Alright for Now
02:49
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I’m addicted to falling down
I’ve been known to scrape my bleed
Left the Salvation Army behind
Who really won all the wars for me?
You can take me down
To wear I want to be
You got a lot behind your eyes
Like you can see through me
If we get that far
We're long gone - Gonna blast off
Gonna rip this shit right off
Just hold on - We're long gone And it’s all right for now
Said a prayer while holding my breath
Two Thousand Leagues Under the Sea
I might have a few little habits to break
It costs a lot to feel this free
You can take me down
To wear I want to be
You got a lot behind your eyes
can see through me
If we get that far
We're long gone - Gonna blast off
Gonna rip this shit right off
Just hold on - We're long gone And it’s all right for now
You can take me down
You can make me bleed
I see midnight behind your eyes
you always seem far away from me
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5. |
Black by Six
03:58
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Caught starring at my self today
I looked so gone so far away
A pill to put my head asleep
Domestication of the thief
Lets get ready For the fall
It’s black by six now and where all alone
Lost autumn evening carnival
Gonna ride this ride until I lose control
Staring at the circus freaks
Funny how they look like me
Lets get ready For the fall
It’s black by six now and where all alone
Unlucky numbers
Are always strung together
Strung by the devil
Strung out forever
Lets get ready For the fall
It’s black by six now and where all alone
Unlucky numbers
Are always strung together
Strung by the devil
Strung out forever
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6. |
Dear Mrs. Crowley
02:46
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Can't seem to control it
It’s quite All right
Feel free to explode Dear
We got all night
I got my morals
They’re pretty loose
I'm gonna destroy you
You'll love it too!
Never control it
You Gotta unload it
But every time I walk away
To see what I’ve become
I just find another way
To stare into the sun
Feels like a freight train
Inside my head
I know you can help me
I’m so under fed
I got a bad brain
It's all for you
Can't seem to forget you
Hopelessly blue!
Won’t control it
Gotta unload it
But every time I walk away
To see what I’ve become
I just find another way
To stare into the sun
I hear that bad luck
It comes in 3s
We should get started
Dear Mrs. Crowley
I’ve got my reasons
I like to share
Take off that smile
We both don’t care
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7. |
Sworn Believers
04:12
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And all those little voices say Hey,
is it time to fade
In too that place - That steals your grace
Before you’re ready to go!
So, are you feeling low?
Don’t let it show – nobody knows
How bad you just want to leave here
And now I know what I’m leaving behind
Time never slows
And nobody knows
Where the bad seeds go
Is it under the ground?
Just let it fade
If It wants to haunt you
The Bad Seeds ought to
Stay under ground?
Say, I think I know your face
What a waste – all that hate
When you pull that trigger
Now, I’ve been shot down
My vote don’t count - I’ve been bought out
By all the sworn Believers
And now I know what to leave behind
Time doesn't slow
And nobody knows
Where the bad seeds go
Is it under the ground?
Just let it fade
It wants to haunt you
The Bad Seeds ought to
Stay under ground?
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8. |
Just Head
02:06
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9. |
Magic Potion
03:47
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