1. |
Intro (Instrumental)
02:01
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2. |
New Year's
03:40
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It's almost new year’s,
And I've got nothing.
Love lost and found fears.
Cigarette bliss,
And a whiskey kiss,
Replace my cute thing.
I don't know who I am anymore,
Everything I knew is falling apart,
It's a brand-new start,
But I wanted it to be like it was before.
Drunk on beer,
It's not puke I fear
It's the death I hear
Creep out your closed lips,
When you let go of my fingertips
Who held out in question,
Quizzing the perfect imperfection
Of a gaze palpable in your eyes like bliss,
The one I so very much miss, it’s,
Like a wound I’ll never stitch back up, it's...
It's all I've ever had.
I've gone insane.
The times I've written that expecting it to change
Are uncountable as cigarettes lit,
The ones that intertwine the sips,
Off a glass that no one filled.
The one which fuels my hope,
And runs through hopelessness...
Oh darkness, I'm the one you've missed.
Eerie heart and tired eyes,
Heavy hands bring me down from heaven.
Where will fate lie,
Come September the 7th?
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3. |
Fever Dreams
05:28
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Fever dreams,
I don't need this right now.
And sleepless nights,
Tell you all about how,
Cigarette shine,
Is the only light I've got right now,
And I can't stand it.
I need to tell you all about,
I just don't know how.
Well I know you're getting tired of me,
My sleepless nights,
And fever dreams.
Well I know you're getting tired of me,
My sleepless nights,
And fever dreams.
But I'm just eighteen,
And I can't figure out where I've been,
Or where I'm going.
I don't...
Need you here,
To tell me what my life should've been.
Well I know you're getting tired of me,
My sleepless nights,
And fever dreams,
Well I know,
You’re getting,
Tired of me.
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4. |
There Was Me
03:13
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Burning bridges,
Birthing babies,
Living life,
And there was me.
A wind sighed,
The light shined through the back of your fingers
As you reached for mine,
And I felt my hair turn white.
The fake love you give a dying man,
As to not leave him in his death bed.
Self-pity's a bit boring now,
But the room always is when I'm around.
Building bridges,
Living love,
And loving life,
And there was me.
Eyes open,
And I still couldn't see.
The cracks in the windscreen were blinding me.
A hundred and sixty on the freeway,
There was me.
Looking for cop cars,
There was me.
Getting away
There was me,
from you.
Cause I couldn't take you.
Cause I talk too much and way too loud,
Cause having your eyes on me,
Always felt like having a crowd.
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5. |
Control
03:41
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Learning to let go,
Letting myself grow,
To be sad and feel the need to hide,
And still feel happy inside.
A mirage of a smile,
Staying outside for a little while.
And a heart about to blow,
Stitch me up row by...
Oh,
The need to tell the world.
A question mark, a sign,
Save love for another time,
A light so close and yet so bleak,
That it won’t let me unwind
Eyes crossing on a road,
Telling something no one told,
Daylight puts me to sleep,
When all I want is to unfold.
Oh,
The need to tell the world.
Oh,
I wish I was that bold.
Oh,
I wish I was that bold.
Oh,
I wish I had control.
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6. |
Cigarette Express
02:47
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Do you think of me, late at night,
When you can’t sleep?
My heads in the clouds as you lift my feet.
Perhaps it’s time I went for a smoke,
Maybe it’s time that it lasts all night.
It’s just a trip on the cigarette express.
My backyard is a theater to the sky's play,
Where ash meets the earth in good faith,
Where my back meets the grass as I lay
And whispers the words I’ll never say.
It’s just a drive down memory lane,
Aboard the cigarette express.
And tears wipe my face,
My mind is flooded and engraved,
A picture of creaking floorboards
And fresh graves,
As I chisel on a stone all of my names.
As I board my final train,
I can’t say that I’m afraid.
The pain subsides to the gloomy day.
And as the coal churned
And the smoke rose,
Oh, I’m so tired of chugging along.
The cigarette express has made a mess of me.
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7. |
Just, Please.
04:11
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I’ll live my love life,
And you'll be right by my side.
And I know we'll both smile,
To hide the sadness inside.
And I'll screw my lovers life,
Every time it re-ignites.
Just please keep on holding me.
You should love,
And take the L.
Rise above,
And learn to fall.
Scream "Life sucks" and live it out.
Don’t we all do that now?
And my love will be there, too.
But you'll be the candle light I look to,
The warmth I'll need to hold.
And when we all leave I know that I'll know that I should've been bold.
Just please keep on holding me.
Cause when I've got my family,
You'll have yours too.
I hope you don't forget me,
But I hope I'll have forgotten you.
And if my kids are like me,
You'll be my cool friend they love to see.
Cause if they really are like me,
How could you not be?
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