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Vicky V
02:31
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Oh Vicky V
Victimise yourself to deal
With the abuse youve done.
Oh Vicky V
is not your fault my pain is just
A by product of your own.
Seems so silly we have done it again and I,
at your feet I am still again and I,
it's incredible you do what I expect.
And then I hate you for it.
But can you call it the last time?
Or can we give it another try?
Another way to push down,
take the context out
and deal with the hurt.
You used to love it when I called you a slut
You wouldn't like it anymore
You wouldn't like it anymore
Oh Vicky V
Victimise yourself to deal
With the abuse youve done.
Oh Vicky V
is not your fault my pain is just
A by product of your own.
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2. |
Best Friend
04:05
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You're my best friend (you're my best friend)
I'll never see you again (I'll never see you again)
When the game got rough
Was it tought to runaway
or did it all come natural?
What a way to be now,
What a thing to do now,
What a way to run off on your own
You left your charcoal (left the coal)
I'm bittersweet but very far from digging more
What a way to be now,
What a thing to do now,
What a way to run off on your own
You left your shadow (at the morgue)
I'm pretty just (like what you saw)
You comfort me like dad from home
But you're empty space (that's the sad truth)
and we were so close (you couldn't see all that I've done)
You couldn't see all that I've done
The ambulance has lost the route
It left you stranded on your own
What a way to be now,
What a thing to do now,
What a way to run off on your own
You left your shadow (at the morgue)
I'm pretty just (like what you saw)
You comfort me like dad from home
We always show our best (you're my best friend)
At least is what we intend (you couldn't see all that I've done)
But being caught in lost we never were quite there
What a way to run off on your own
I'm pretty just (like what you saw)
You comfort me like dad from home
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3. |
Oigame Compai
03:13
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I sit on the couch sometimes
but it's far from feeling alone.
When I wake up make so much sense
to winch a bunch and then go back to your home.
Pero oigame compai
Pero oigame mi amor
Por el camino voy
Y con certeza por favor.
Pero oigame compai (cause I'm a lonely guy)
Pero oigame mi amor (and I got reasons why)
Por el camino voy (because I'm on my own)
Y con certeza por favor
I hit the streets, felt incomplete
last time you came through.
I felt deep into a loop
playing the same tune.
And I didn't get to choose
the things I've meant to do
are not worse than what I've done.
I got the feeling, got the rythm
to play your blues.
I dont have money, dont have reason
to drink all your booze.
I've got time I've got time, got feeling
Do you feel true too?
Y con certeza por favor.
Pero oigame compai (cause I'm a lonely guy)
Pero oigame mi amor (and I got reasons why)
Por el camino voy (because I'm on my own)
Y con certeza por favor
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The people between us are stronger
than the ties that keep us together.
The ground beneath us is weaker
than the way I feel about you.
You bury a friend, I come back from the grave
Where I have been digging.
Shouldn't try to fight for something that's already dead.
The glue sticks to me
and I stick to you
The fear that we feel is the means
that we need to pull through.
The look in your eyes says
we are not for each other.
It's so easy to get
with someone with lovely blue eyes.
The people between us are stronger
than the ties that keep us together.
The ground beneath us is weaker
than the way I feel about you.
It's the cries, the sorrow,
the way that we feel.
The fear, the meaning
that we want to give.
It's dumb, it's useless,
it makes us feel great.
and when you leave me
I want to for-get.
I want to forget.
I want to for-get
The people between us are stronger
than the ties that keep us together.
The ground beneath us is weaker
than the way I feel about you.
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5. |
Sunlight/Moonlight
03:24
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Slow dance, Moonlight,
The sun comes my brain is fried
Only because we've got too much
Time to waste, going nowhere.
Caught up in your headlights
now I'm crashing out.
Sleep out in the moonlight
So the stars know we are here.
Once, fought myself
Now, never again.
Angelic priestess sleeping on my headrest
Wanna take her back home now
But I don't know where I'm going
Now I cannot sing like old Ella can
But I can read you like the back of my hand
I get this feeling when I turn to say
This is when I hear my doorbell ring
Once, fought myself
Now, never again.
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6. |
Vicious
03:16
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You've got death in your mind.
White rabbit that tells you right,
Why are you such a dafty?
A coward at best.
Disengaged from the one
That you looked at so sweetly.
I guess
now the best
I can do
Is to stop bargaining.
I guess
I can rest
let you do
all of the digging.
I've got the phone in my hand
and the wire that cuts me right
Whenever I need it
Each person will say
what I don't need to say and I'll take it
in the worst possible way.
I guess
now the best
I can do
Is to stop bargaining.
I guess
I can rest
let you do
all of the digging.
I feal that one day (i'll push the buttons right)
I fear that that day (I don't know maybe yeah)
without the hesitation you will learn how to speak.
You'll say
that the best
I can do
Is to stop trying.
I'm vicious
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7. |
Horse's Severed Head
02:25
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I don't know
why I hang around with you
And I dont Know
why you're still here
Why don't you give me your bed
and I'll give you my head?
And I'll use it as a bait
for my next big shot,
Though I love you lot
No I won't last long (no it won't last long)
Sweet sweet child I'm a real wild child
excuse me while I gotta-
I'm going to the party with my horse's severed head
My mother started crying about the blood left in the bed
I think that I am guilty, I feel mentally at ease
I hear my brother cry-
Sweet sweet child I'm a real wild child
excuse me while I gotta-
Sweet sweet child I'm a real wild child
I'm going to the party with my horses severed - head.
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8. |
We All Tell Lies
04:14
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Peace comes, he goes
Late night confined minds
Late night forgoes the last of all her light
Trees breathe and he needs
the last of my goodbyes
this lonely feeling can only mean goodnight
and it'll mean goodbye
It's my resistance, the powers asking me why
I won't hold on the way we should've done
and with some patience your breath that I'm forgetting
won't sound all so dirty anymore
She goes, people could never hold this down
My ego so feeble his smile is my frown
He falls, and she knows his words can't hold her down
She devious, mischievous. I'd never let her down
but now I've let her down.
Sunrise, Moonrise Kingdom
Got my tear ducts filled with wisdom and baby
We all tell lies
Sundance, dress down, figures moving slowly
I'm not sorry when you tell me
We all tell lies
Hold on,
fun times can kick you hard.
There's no more pain but babe
We all tell lies
Phone up hotlines or call up some guy
You know that thought brings sorrow
When I'm alright
Peace comes, he goes
Late night confined minds
Late night forgoes the last of all her light
Trees breathe and he needs
the last of my goodbyes
this lonely feeling can only mean goodnight
and it'll mean goodbye
(It's my resistance, the powers asking me why
I won't hold on the way we should've done
and with some patience your breath that I'm forgetting
won't sound all so dirty anymore)
Sundance, dress down, figures moving slowly
I'm not sorry when you tell me
We all tell lies
Sunrise, Moonrise Kingdom
Got my tear ducts filled with wisdom and baby
We all tell lies
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