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Intro
04:16
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Aboriginals
06:33
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Humdrum
03:57
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At midnight she calls to know that everything is right
It’s a ugly world
You are not at home, monotone
Roses you can not share
A single heart tore
Tore apart from the rest tore apart from her chest
And to this kingdom shall it be
A single heir to the throne
You can not share You can not share
Not everything comes as a pair
You can not share You can not share
Not everything comes as a pair
A single heart tore
Tore apart from the rest tore apart from her chest
And to this kingdom shall it be
A single heir to the throne
A single heart tore
Tore apart from the rest tore apart from her chest
And to this kingdom shall it be
A single heir to the throne
A single heart tore
Tore apart from the rest tore apart from her chest
And to this kingdom shall it be
A single heir to the throne
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4. |
Halloween
04:45
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Over edge you tumble and fall
Treachous flames reflect off your back
She’s the center, slurry words and shifty eyes
Shift towards you
A candle at ease
It is erect. The other swirls respond with oxygen
It flickers, flickers
Over edge you tumble and fall
A single loughter, lougther
It is the call for me
This fast car
A candle at ease
It is erect. The other swirls respond with oxygen
It flickers, flickers
A relentless circuit
I pushed you over, I pushed you over
This will not résolve sober
A trivial friction atenuates the first
Still it lies..
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5. |
Adrenaline
05:04
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Rush rush rush up my blood Stream
Things fade away and don’t seem to appear
And like what what what they have really been
Marching through my veins
Here comes adrénaline, which side will win
As she walks out the door
As she drags along the floor
Because of the heat the hurt and the beat
Adrenaline stems from my feet
Cought in a panic with a Blow
Adrenaline grows
Put your hands up reach your hands out
Reach your hands out come and figure out
What it’s all about I gasp for air and shout
The clouds of ashes are coming forward
Get around get around you aren’t aboard
As she walks out the door
As she drags along the floor
Because of the heat the hurt and the beat
Adrenaline stems from my feet
Cought in a panic with a Blow
Adrenaline grows
It’s a brocken wave that is coming to save me
Adrenaline adrenaline adrenaline…
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Big Eight
06:07
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You used to reach to the nirvana
Here it is when you linger
A détonation a concentration
Crawning the patience
Crawning the patience
He lies apart waiting for the hum
Fixed at the start, waiting for them to come
The heft of his breathe
Like the roll of their patriotic drums
The ones of the mothering place
He can’t capture
A trouble wase him down away from the inumerous sheep
A desperate search of the exile, the drousy exile
Where the vertue named isolation is only
He lies apart waiting for the hum
Fixed at the start, waiting for them to come
The heft of his breathe
Like the roll of their patriotic drums
The ones of the mothering place
He can’t capture
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