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Lover
04:04
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when i’m eyes under the cover
i look until i see the other
i tell myself about the lover
you just smile until its over
collect me now cause i feel older
you keep me warm cause i get colder
i cool you off cause you’re all hot head
and we go underwater instead
and when i sleep i sleep with everything under me
and when i’m down i’m down and only you’re real to me
and when i dream i dream of things that you want to be
and when i die i die with you still inside of me
and when i’m high not high as when you’re here next to me
and when i think i think i’m not much of anything
and when i laugh i laugh and only you laugh with me
and when you cried i cried most everything out of me
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2. |
Not Ready for the Show
02:09
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go time wrap my head in
wire tired track across the back
cry i burn into my eye
cold, and i see strangers oh
you know i’m not ready for the show
somehow i gotta get out here i gotta get moving
i gotta get open i gotta get gone
now somebody’s shaking somebody’s lonely
somebody’s waiting and it won’t be long
nothing is secret nothing is stupid
nothing is nothing and everyone’s dumb
i’m getting closer i’m getting looser
getting stuck so somehow i
i gotta get out there i gotta get moving
i gotta get open i gotta get gone
you’re not shaking you stand sideways
you’re still waiting but i won’t be long
nothing is secret nothing is stupid
nothing is nothing and everyone’s dumb
i’m getting closer i’m getting looser
i’m getting stuck now i gotta move oh
you know i’m not ready for the show
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Must You Go
02:50
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kick the call
turn it low
love you all
must you go
tell me once
once you go
go you must
must you go
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Seven
03:16
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Hey Shaky
02:28
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shaky looks at me like somewhere i’m supposed to be
staring up my wall cause i can’t face the alcohol
if you brush the dust down you can face my enemy
i’ll control the steps if you control the memories
shaky from the yard now swimming down the boulevard
lazy on your own some life inside a telephone
island in chicago water for a fireguard
faces on my wall and i have time to count them all
you better hold your soul
you better roll it tight
you better write it down
you forget the whole night
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6. |
Not Some Body
03:51
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you figure it out again
you say it out loud again
not feeling so proud again
you’re stuck on the ground again
you make it okay again
you say what you say again
delay and delay again
delay and repeat
you’re over your dose again
you’re feeling the breeze again
you’re freezing the air again
you’re locking the door again
you’re getting the point again
you’re breaking the ice you made
delay and delay again
delay and repeat
i’m not some body
talking myself i ain’t
talking for me i
am not some body
you’re not so lonely
talking to your friends ain’t
talking my house down
shooting up like heads now
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Run
03:36
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face always out of air
air thicker in this place
this place is wrapped up in your mind
run! you’re scared of having time
so you cover it up like you’re really just that tough
you’re a tough guy
but you’re making you low, did you really want to go
i don’t think so
now you’re painting the walls, you think you’ve got them all
and you’re not wrong
but you’re static in space with that tough look on your face
in your own place
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This is Lorelei New York
this is lorelei and i am nate and my other band is called water from your eyes
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