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I sleep until two in the afternoon
and I don't go to bed until five AM
and my hair still smells like the girl from the night before.
The things you said fill up my head
like some story time, some bullshit rhyme
and my family believes that I'm alright.
Bad friends and good drugs yea
right now that'll be enough for me.
You're so pure, my heroine.
Like Dylan said, I believe you're my twin
and it's a simple twist, a simple twist of fate.
I don't trust no flattery
I'm resting on a restless sea
and I'm rescued by a ship that's sinking.
Bad friends and good drugs yea
right now that'll be enough for me.
Faded skin, the damsels scent
shaky arms with scars and bends
and I burnt my tongue on things I should have said.
I sleep until two in the afternoon
and I don't go to bed until five AM
and my hair still smells like the girl from the night before.
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For You
04:08
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I stare at you when you look away
you never talk about yourself so you very well could be anything.
You're just like the moon it's the envious truth
you're too far to grasp so I just sit and view through the looking glass.
and it's true, my love.
I've got my life hanging from a noose
cause it's not enough for you.
I'll be dangling from the gallows with my heart shattered
it was a love so shallow that finally cracked it for good, I knew you would. My fucking ghost will haunt all the homes, all those innocent folks who did nothing wrong, they'll take my place.
and it's true, my love.
I've got my life hanging from a noose
cause it's not enough for you.
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Dreams of the Queen
03:02
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Don't pretend you know where I've been
you idiot kid, it must be hard to comprehend it.
it's like I've died and I'm just the ghost that haunts you all
it's easy to hide 'neath paling eyes and alcohol
I know I'm tired but please continue to talk.
Dreams of the Queen seeping in beneath my shortness of breath, disconnecting from the missing link.
the Doctor of Truth has left us all to fight alone
so look at my bruise and tell me what you think is wrong
I know we're doomed but right now we're in love.
Things I have said I begin to regret, but I guess I'm to blame for the things in my brain.
it's like I've died and I'm just the ghost that haunts you all
it's easy to hide when you've learned to take a fall
I know I'm tired but please continue to talk.
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Lady Glass
03:50
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All you get is one single day, a fucking box on a page.
Then straight to the next and try to forget.
You were with him while I was high, that's how I spend my time
wishing I was dead, I wouldn't care if I survived this.
What is life, Lady Glass? It all moves too fast.
and you don't look my way, that's best don't look at me.
The flowers in bloom they resemble you, my ghost of June.
I'll be sweeping up my broken heart.
What is life, Lady Glass? It all moves too fast.
and you don't look my way, that's best don't look at me.
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Untitled #2
03:22
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So now you wear your hair like hers to try and get my attention.
and now you wave your success in my face to try and get me interested.
but you make me sick, you make me sick.
and now you follow me like my shadow in the heat just as pestering as the sun, but you and I we're two of a kind so I think you should leave me alone. leave me alone, leave me alone.
and I am as cold as the walls that surround me here.
and I am as old as the ground that swallows your friends.
so now you wear your hair like hers to try and get my attention.
and you've changed your style to try and match mine and be a part of my description, but I think you're pathetic. I think you're pathetic.
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Nearly Asleep
02:50
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By dawns early hail, black fingertips prevail.
you make me feel stale, you make me feel real.
and it sucks to be in love with what you can't touch.
I think I think too much, and it all begins to hurt.
Cause I'm being broken in slow motion.
There's no one here to witness my aching sickness.
and I was nearly asleep
holding you in a dream
but sunrise came and found me.
and it sucks to be in love with what you can't touch.
I think I think too much, and it all begins to hurt.
Cause I'm being broken in slow motion.
There's no one here to witness my aching sickness.
and I was nearly asleep
holding you in a dream
but sunrise it came and found me.
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Come Angels, Come Whores
02:04
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Come angels, come whores, just treat me kind.
I am alone most of the time.
it turns to stone when I go blind.
my broken bones, they smell of rain.
my broken homes, they won't start again,
that's okay cause I live dead.
I hope you still feel my fucking ghost
in every place we used to go.
Come angels, come whores, just treat me kind.
I am alone most of the time.
it turns to stone when I go blind.
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That dress looks nice on you
the corset's a lovely view
of course yea you're lovely too, dear.
If I had the guts to speak
would you notice me?
or would I still be, invisible?
and I could think of nothing beautiful
of which you do not resemble.
That dress looks nice on you
yea he's a lucky dude
hope he knows that you're true, dear.
And I've heard that dance is fun
hope you have a real nice time
hope you have a real nice life, love.
and I could think of nothing beautiful
of which you do not resemble.
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Put Me To Bed, Alien
02:58
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They're digging up the ground
our demons think out loud, in a whisper.
the wind blows through the trees
sleeping in the breeze of your cemetery.
the creek it drowned our horror
blasphemous green torture on heaven's edge.
My head's turned a home for the hum of
the insect's buzz of all the gold stuff.
tell yourself you deserve it
sadness pales and burns the furniture.
faces look familiar
traces of what once were, it's all a blur.
acid lines the leaves
boring ecstasy, once you were a dream.
I've found I can't relate
my whole life is one wait for what never comes.
My head's turned a home for the hum of
the insect's buzz of all the gold stuff.
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Climbing Stars
04:16
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What an awful thing to say, did you mean it?
did you mean it, my dear? my dear.
"are you feeling okay or are you feeling bad?"
well you know I'm always sad, but we don't have to talk about that.
It was an awful thing to say, but I meant it.
god I meant it, my dear. my dear.
and it's clear I can't amuse, but I'm your favorite recluse.
well you know we're both confused.
you only like me when I'm blue.
what a beautiful thing to say, did you mean it?
I guess you meant it, my dear. my dear.
I'm a submarine floating beneath the afterlife
so join me and we'll go climbing the stars tonight.
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Don't go and die I've been staying alive for you.
I know it's hard and the world can be far from the truth.
But darling please don't leave I've been waiting right here for you.
I walk these streets with my friends empty and alone.
We all get baptized by each passing street light on the way home.
And the grass may be greener but your voice is sweeter than any I've ever known.
Don't go and die I've been wasting my time for you.
My friend says it's fine, yea it'll all be alright, everything's cool.
And it's great that she feels that way but my feelings seem to be cruel.
Remember on the sofa when you spilled that soda and it ran all down my face. Then you drove me home and the moon followed us and we sang along to that tape. And I pinky promised I'd try my hardest to make it home for the holidays.
Don't go and die because personally I think that you're really neat.
And I hate it when you're gone and it's never any fun when you're not with me. And your car is old and beat but you just smile and say that you like the seats.
Don't go and die I've been staying alive for you.
I know it's hard and the world can be far from the truth.
But darling please don't leave I've been waiting right here for you.
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You And I (Who Am I?)
02:20
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I forget, forget to breathe. you looked like me through the mist.
the mirror's black, I started to laugh with your hand on my back, and your ghost by my side. you and I we're quite the pair, people stopped and stared, I was holding air. Who am I to walk the ground, and make the slightest sound? Do I exist?
I used to be so sure of it.
now all I do is doubt shit.
at least we're beneath the same moon, I love you.
haunted nights, burning bikes, feel my pulse I'm barely alive.
blood and guts and luscious love, born to fuck, my sweetheart.
everybody's playing games.
I'm just feeling real strange.
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A Tint of Teal
03:14
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Miss Irony, she paints her face all saint white like a ghost.
Her sometimes lover lies in a pool of spit getting ready for the show.
She answers with a question, toys with my depression each time I turn around.
The alley junkies romanticize all the craters in her skin.
Burning holes to match her eyes and ponder as to where she's been.
But she pays no attention, stands in the light and glistens as beautiful as the sun.
All the King's men they'd like to appeal as they flash their shining swords. But she grabs my hand we turn a tint of teal as we escape their dull aching world. Then she disappears as quickly as she showed up so friendly, perhaps this all is a dream.
Miss Irony, she paints her face all saint white like a ghost.
Her sometimes lover lies in a pool of spit getting ready for the show.
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