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Fade to Black
04:15
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Fade To Black (feat: Glenn McNab)
My mind holds a silence. Tears my eyes from their sockets
Whispered in a city scape. Show me which path to take
A thousand eyes don't hold tears enough
King of lies. Heavens not enough
No surprise. My disguise
Oh no I'm not alive, my skin is thin
A newborn child fights to be alive. And almost wins
My skin is thin. An old man waits to die, but still he lives
Sunday sermons from your armchair. A dying notion a delicate stare
We held our hands and said a prayer. Until those lights fade to black
Her lips are forgotten. Lost like so many of them
Whispered in a city scape. But we can't escape
Never mind, cause you’re dead inside . I can't change
Sun it screams and the pavement aches. A promise always breaks
I can't change
It feels good when you know you're right . Like the dying day and the burning night
Sunday sermons from your armchair. A dying notion a delicate stare
We held our hands and said a prayer. Until those lights fade to black
No-one speaks
The sound as people eat
God is watching us
But love is blind
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2. |
This is Not a Love Song
04:02
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This is Not a Love Song
She burnt her crooked smile in my mind. Summer Sundays stealing time
Sky sais rain this afternoon. Life's in ink, dries to soon
*(Dragging heals man in a dress . He's not used to walking like this
Sky sais another day has come to pass and so we hope it's not the last)*
Heaven and Hell it's the same old thing. Sometimes I just don't know
I love you more than yesterday, Heaven only knows
I drive these highway miles in my mind. Drive to your doorstep drive away time
Souls stay trapped in a photograph. Empty eyes but for regret
*(A late night nuisance getting more pills. Subtle persuasion re-dialling persists
Every day is a beautiful prize and so we wish away this life)*
Heaven and Hell it's the same old thing
Sometimes I just don't know
I love you more than yesterday
Heaven only knows
Breaking my back on a sunny day
Tide they come and go
I love you more than yesterday
Heaven only knows
Heaven only knows
*Omited*
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3. |
Tonight
03:28
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Tonight
A veil for her eyes
As long as the night
I follow a light
My hands groping thighs
Oh streetlamp halo hangs from my head
And so I forgive, myself again
Always something I'll find looking aint hard. The mirror has eyes it knows I'm a cunt
Tonight nothing is right
Your eyes burn in my mind
We will not meet again
So I lie 'cause I can
Days do their passing
I am not there
Many moons ago
Did I stop to care
I spend my time
In the warmth of her arms
Always wishing I was somewhere else
The rain is bliss on my skin. Memory raises the dead again
Tonight nothing is right
Your eyes burn in my mind
We will not meet again
So I lie 'cause I can
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4. |
The Feelgood Ridiculous
06:31
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The Feelgood Ridiculous
It’s water underneath the bridge
It’s somewhere that you’ll always miss
They are places that you think you’ve been
They are faces that you think you’ve seen
Blue sky’s have fixed their gaze upon me
They don’t know where I’m going or what I’m doing
I’ll see you again, when I close my eyes
Our hands will meet again before this world dies
Blood covered infant eyes, screamed into this world to
Live life with a whimper, steeling hours they were never ours
I sent you my soul on a palm tree covered postcard
The little piece of me I can give
Blue sky’s have fixed their gaze upon me
They don’t know where I’m going or what I’m doing
I’ll see you again, when I close my eyes
Our hands will meet again before this world dies
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It’s Strange, But Nothing More
Hands are folded skin and bone. Map of everything they've known
Lips a veil of bleeding red
And I, guess some words, remained unsaid
And tomorrow, is just a day.
The bluest sky turns to mud. Empty words placed in my mouth
Held each other so close I couldn't breath
Or sleep but that's Ok.
Cause tomorrow is here to stay
Oh she puts her make up on but the mirror breaks us all
Now I have watched you crawl
Oh it's strange but nothing more
My intentions where so pure. Purely selfish at their core
More is more when you’re looking for yourself
Oh we turn and walked away
Cause tomorrow, paths will stray
She thought she'd be the lucky one but beauty always fades-
I miss the drugs we used to take
Oh she comes but things have changed
And so, we share this day
Oh she puts her make up on but the mirror breaks us all
Now I have watched you crawl
It's strange but nothing more
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6. |
Love is Just a Feeling
05:17
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Love is Just a Feeling (feat Glenn McNab)
You find your lord but when he finds me
How will he like what he see’s
A paid for boy on his knees
Jesus died on a cross
If I bleed a little more will I feel less lost
And sing with my heart
Love’s leaning back upon those stairs. Her legs are spread open by your stare
Love is just a feeling in my head. Love is just a feeling I can’t get back
Who disappoints me most
Is it me when I bury my head in a toilet bowl
And Mary’s on those knees
I burn everything I own
Just to make you mine till the cows come home
When you’re so far away… away… hey
Time waits for no-one
Time waits for no-one
Time waits for no-one and I’m gone
Love’s leaning back upon the stairs. Her legs are spread open by your stare
Love is just a feeling in my head oh no. Love is just a feeling I can’t get back
No
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7. |
Winter
03:53
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Winter
My thoughts grow old. Display them like a dying rose
We fold our cloths. In those shoes again
I need a friend to mend what’s broken inside of me
It never ends it blends with everything that I see
It’s cold here alone
But only in winter
I’m on my own
This is not my winter
Her hands a noose a tie to match my shoes
Those clouds grow grey. We all get born and die the same
Heaven knows I know nothing is the same again
Time it flow we go. Ten years have gone by again
It’s cold here alone but only in winter
I’m on my own. This is not my winter
It’s cold here alone only in winter
I’m on my own. This is not my winter
Free her I got to bleed her
I want to free her
Out of my mind today
Oh I got to free her
I want to bleed her
Out of my mind today
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