1. |
All My Cups Chip
04:00
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Never did I ever hear it so clear
that I was nothing more than a girl
that I was nothing more than a boy
that I was nothing more than a thing to fill the void
that didn't mean much to me
I knew you better than you knew me
and me was still a mystery to us both
You were hurting and you hurt me
I was hurting and I hurt them
You were hurting and you hurt me
I was hurting and I hurt them
Now we're all hurt
And if I had one day away from all this shit
I would say
No fucking way
No fucking way
You want me unarmed
and I wanna be free of fear
I don't wanna hide
I just want my head to clear
You were burning and you burnt me
I was burning and I burnt them
You were burning and you burnt me
I was burning and I burnt it to ash
The room is red
And I can't help my alarm
What is there to fear,
when everything is charmed
You want me unarmed
and I want to be free of fear
I don't wanna hide I just want my head to clear
Never did I ever hear it so clear that I had nothing more to fear
That everything would one day disappear
Even this void
Even this void
Even this void
Even this void
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2. |
Soft Tummy
04:40
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I was in this room
Late last June
Listening to you
And I don't know how
To prepare
For the when and the where
Of the dying
But I'm trying
Idle in the day
Waiting for the night
If you die, I wouldn't be surprised
When you die, I won't be surprised
When you die, I'll see you on the other side
I forgot how to smile
For a little while
But I'm trying
Now I'm lying down
Where the floor is warm
And babies were born
Where pollen collects
On soft tummies
And legs are fuzzy
Buzzing, buzzing
Til' she opens up
Idle in the day
Waiting for the night
If you die, I wouldn't be surprised
When you die, I won't be surprised
When you die, I'll see you on the other side
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3. |
Roses
03:37
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My mom was always right about it
There were never any rockstars
Just boys on coke who write about it
But between you and I
I don't wanna talk about it anymore
Cause this new song you're playing I adore
And I think of how you love
Like a rose
That you tend to with your touch
Now there's blood
Now there's blood
Now there's blood
But you don't have to fight
What's in your eyes tonight
You just have to know that everything's gonna be alright
And as these days go by
This time with you is all I need to get by
And it means everything
After everything
You deserve to be happy
You deserve to be happy
You make everyone else happy when you're around
And I think of how you love
Like a rose
That you tend to with your touch
Now there's blood
Now there's blood
Now there's blood
You don't have to fight
What's in you're eyes tonight
You just have to know that everything's gonna be alright
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4. |
Stare
03:38
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She wrote down
You look logical today
And what you don't know
Can't hurt you
Or at least that's what they say
But what about the moon?
What about the stars?
We stopped and stared for hours
We stopped and stared for hours
We stopped and stared for hours
We stopped and stared
And I don't know
When you say everything is gonna be okay
If I should believe it
And I am trying my best
Not to completely wash away
You're the only one who sees it
The only one who believes it
You interpret the words that come out of my mouth
For the crowd that has gathered all around
And I officially have nothing else to say
And I am saying it
For you
Here
Today
We stopped and stared for hours
We stopped and stared for hours
We stopped and stared for hours
We stopped and stared
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the moon's Spokane, Washington
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