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These bells keep on ringing
Loathing in all my ears
Into the blood in the binding
Goes all that we'd come to hear
A deep magenta blue
And that long white air
That sweet, olive skin
Nostalgic hair,
ohh ohh ohhh..Hah!
A curious suicide
Found in questioning grounds
A beautiful nirvana and an ignorant mind
Seen but not found,
ohh ohh ohhh...Hah!
Notebook paper is all I ever see
Blue lines and spaces, is all we'll ever be
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Better
03:35
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Wake up, on the morning of a clear new day
The sun shines, in your eyes so you walk away
I'm caught up, in the midst of a brand new game
And I'd want out, but it'd be too late
This world is cold, but inside I feel okay
And these times can change, at least I hope one day
But still we've gotten off wrong, and I'm Losing Hope
We've gotten off wrong, And I can feel the cold
Wanting to go home
Rolling like a stone
We'd be better off
Better than you'd know
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Loveshake
04:04
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I used to shudder at the thought of letting you go
Those nights we lit incense and spoke in the cold
Sometimes we'd see shows and have our minds blown
And afterward we'd kiss against different assortments of walls
Bittersweet summer days I'd spend hours on end with you
We'd lay lazy and sneak into pools
And when everyone was gone our clothes we're lost and highs were found
We'd exchange our souls, and it felt so good
And now I'll always second guess young love (3x)
There's never enough for me to hold
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Pretty People Diamonds
04:18
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All the pretty people, they stand in their lines
Talking about numbers, and the diamonds they find
But now you're a burning building, and I'm a closed door
You know that I'd brave the flames, but I know that there'd be more
As the flames spread, she'll break off her lines
She'll run back to me, but I'll be gone
All the pretty people
They stand in their lines
Showing off their modern words
Begging for our eyes
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Pages
02:53
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Blind following has stopped to catch its breath
As natural light fades this crutch is all that's left
A thin reading light luminates my blank pages
My throat gets smaller, my heart gets colder
I closed my eyes, and I stole some time
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Untouched Colours
03:13
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Touch his colours
Let him know he's there
His questions unanswered
His frauds left to bear
Pity thoughts revealed
Through a maze of games
Not knowing when he's playing
Or who he'd blame
His heart strings being plucked
By a number so few
The distance he battled
For people he guessed were true
So we let him lie there
Staring up at the white walls
His untouched colours
They lie there alone
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