1. |
Owe Yourself
02:49
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You had to owe yourself again
A one way ticket out of bed
When you face the pad and raise the pen
To trace a barren silhouette
It got you loose
Weaned confused
Like you never tried
Love it ain’t true
A quid only counts so far in crowded bars
I’ll have to owe myself again
I keep my balance in the red
I pay me a visit now and then
I’ll pay me back until I’m dead
I got no use
No use for rooms
No one to pry
Pry
My only ruse
Hands of the failed rock stars
Caught in their jars
I’ll have to owe yourself again
A one way ticket out of bed
When you face the pad & raise the pen
You trace your barren silhouette
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2. |
Loyal Souls
03:10
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Where do we go from here my brainchild?
What did we know?
Were we loyal souls?
I don’t think so
Down the sinkhole
It spiralled down
We let shit roll
Where do we go from here my brainchild?
Weirdest former friend
We forged our vision
Left it alone to our loyal souls
And I’d like to let you know
They are sad and serene
Dark places that we’ve been will still be yours and mine
I miss you all the time
Where do we go from here my brainchild?
What did we know?
Were we loyal souls?
I don’t think so
Down the sinkhole
It spiralled down
We let shit roll
Where do we go from here my brainchild?
Weirdest former friend
We forged our vision
Left it alone to our loyal souls
And I’d like to let you know
They are sad and serene
Dark places that we’ve been will still be yours and mine
I miss you all the time
Loyal souls or not we pray
For no more hope for better days
Running on hot coals for praise
Trying to cope in our own way
Wasting all our time to please
No more talk of loyalties
Take it all for free
Take it all for free
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What’s it gonna take to get you out of your head?
What’s it gonna take? You just kill all of us instead
You wish you could sing yourself proud
Make the most out of all of these dark clouds
But hate’s no mystery
You said
You think love is dead
You think you got a good word to spread
You don’t depend on anyone
Don’t depend on anyone
What’s it gonna take to get you out of your mind?
What’s it gonna take for you to drink the dam well dry
Cause you don’t wanna see anyone’s joy
Be alone alongside of the old boys
To your sofa throne you’re resigned
You’re one of a kind
To make yourself to be so un-inclined
You don’t depend on anyone
Don’t depend on anyone
Not until they’re gone
And you see yourself regret what you ain’t done
And you’re on about your crippling doubts
And no one wants to listen
Cause you never said the words you’ve already written
You don’t depend on anyone
You don’t depend on anyone
Don’t depend on anyone.
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4. |
Sober Forever
02:33
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No wonder I am deathly pale
Can I get some clean courage today?
A world on stage forget my age
No longer promises I say
So count me out of this treason
I’m repeating
Sober forever
Nothing to measure
These sad scenes don’t bother me no more
No wonder why the mead is stale.
Can I take a flailing guess today?
I never doubt you’d spill it out
Rather not remember anyway
So count me out of this treason
I’ve been beaten
Get me out of these four corners
Get me always moving forwards
Never understanding
All that is demanding
Suit me up and shut me down
Never once been good around
Never understand it, I know I never will
Better still
At my deeds no one will thrill
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5. |
Watching the Clock
02:32
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Summer’s been late coming in
But somehow you don’t look so grim
The chill it grates across your skin and on and on.
And off again
Tear yourself
Tear yourself a new one
Tear yourself
Away for a time as it goes by
It’s never on your side
No one can try to tell you where to hide in shame
It won’t make you so lame
I don’t know why you do it over time
You’re out of sync on these plain rhymes again
Do we still swear it’s heaven sent?
Are these empty times?
Times well spent
And every clock will have its day
I watch it all just waste away
I watch the clocks go round again
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If I see you around I don’t care
Rambling free and alone
It gets weird and it gets too late there
To have life of your own
It’s a long wait for no one
Time makes haste
It just slowed misery
Gutless and two faced
Fuck the words I waste
The buck won’t stop with me
Ifyou don’t seem so proud
I’m still here
I am made to be thrown
To the edge of the rocks I danced near
To my dangerous zone
It’s a long wait for no one
Bravery goes
But it won’t come naturally
Looking down my nose
Coming nowhere close
The buck won’t stop with me
On the day when you go and chase another of your prey
I won’t be there in a lightning bolt
Like I have been so many times before
But you only brushed my old front door
My old front door
See you in store
See you in store
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7. |
Look the Part
02:45
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Rhoda wears her feather jacket in the park
Throwing children off their cycles and remarks
And came back crying on a six pinter of green
There weren’t any left for a Pearce tea
When I look the part of the problem
I won’t be hard on them
Given all the road to speed
What a waste that they sing to you
When I look the part of the problem
I won’t be hard on them
They give up on history
They give up on history
In her small town Rhoda sees nobody leave
With their photographic memories and beliefs
And what it rhymes with here in the Star Wars of our lives
Gutter to be blessed till soon arrives
Yeah
When I look the part of the problem
I won’t be hard on them
Given all the road to speed
What a waste that they sing to you
When I look the part of the problem
I won’t be hard on them
They give up on history
They give up on history
When in Rome
But if you need to fight to get home
To another blue lit night
Going on forever but do you?
Will you skid on grass new?
Under the vultures wing
Until your bastards win
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8. |
Token Gesture
03:08
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Pray and hope it’s not overdue
What a token gesture about how I bother you
Let the lemon water brew
To admit what I shittily do
A son of a good lawyer, an incompetent DJ
The humble TV warrior in his private stage
The pride of all our wasted days
And it brings me round
Never turn me down
Never wish it all untrue
All that I have to
Pray and hope that you get it by now
All my token gestures are just rehashing the sounds
But you hear it, and move your mouth
Some approval through the clouds
A son of a good critic, and a fleeting sunshine ray
The legacy of static in the rear view haze
I choose the joy that lit your face
And it brings me round
Never turn me down
Never wish it all untrue
All that I have to
Or the wish you made will surely come back to haunt you
Or the wish you made will surely come back to haunt you
A promise, I’m not cool.
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9. |
Way Too Loud
02:19
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To scrounge and save
To be so brave
Tell me how you lived in doubt
The cheque it came
Assigned your name
It doesn’t count
Not any amount
Cause people say that you’d be proud
They sing my praises way too loud
I’m not half the man I hoped I’d be by now
Cause people say that you’d be proud
They sing my praises way too loud
I’m not half the man I hoped I’d be by now
The saffron stains on my blazer
Shame in your sight
So business like
When it doesn’t work your voice will be heard
When it’s bright
I’m just alright
Cause people say that you’d be proud
They sing my praises way too loud
I’m not half the man I hoped I’d be by now
Cause people say that you’d be proud
They sing my praises way too loud
I’m not half the man I hoped I’d be by now
To scrounge and save
To be so brave
Tell me how you lived in doubt
When it doesn’t work
Your voice is heard
When it’s bright
I’m just alright
Cause people say that you’d be proud
They sing my praises way too loud
I’m not half the man I hoped I’d be by now
Cause people say that you’d be proud
They sing my praises way too loud
I’m not half the man I hoped I’d be by now
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10. |
An Optimistic Dream
02:07
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I’m dreaming of planes
And optimistic brains
No one grafts like you
The bastard in your shoes
I’m dreaming of planes
Smoking in the rain
No one laughs like you
Where’d you find your youth?
You never ever
In any weather
Let em go upstairs now
To not even care how
The bottle raises
The battle rages on
and I see you in all of them
I’m dreaming of planes
And things that look the same
Telegraph from you
Of your proud excuse
Cellar of champagne
From the harvest chain
No one graphs like you
The devil under your shoes
You never ever
In any weather
Let em go upstairs now
To not even care how
The bottle raises
The battle rages on
and I see you in all of them
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