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Sometimes, sometimes we don't work out
You gotta live your life alone to figure it out
Sometimes, sometimes we're not so bright
We're gonna let ourselves give up till we find out
Tell me
Lately, baby, I've been wishing you were dead
I spent all my life living out alone and now you're knocking at my door
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Boxing Day
01:37
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Maybe today will be a different day
The lives we lead were meant to be this way
And I feel confined too
But I do it for you
I do I do I do
The Shattered dreams don't make much sense
And stars and poems, full of pretense
They laugh while you just wonder why
Just watching silent films still makes you cry
And no one can blame you for that, I hope you do realize
This year in Boxing Day was just like any other day
And if I do follow you somewhere new would you know it's true?
It's not too late to try
The Sunday morning shines right through
A million different points of view
And none of them agrees with you
And none of them agrees with you
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Bros in June
04:05
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Running circles away
Turning tables with myself
Running circles away
So long, then
I'll be spending it all on you again
I'll be spending it all on you again
So many years we spent, they pass right through
Now I've got no place to come back to
Remember the day we met? Said "I'll go with you"
It's a shame to see who they sold you to
Running circles away
Turning tables with myself
Running circles away
So long
So many years we spent, they pass right through
Now I've got no place to come back to
Remember the day we met? Said "I'll go with you"
It's a shame to see who they sold you to
Now I failed you too
I've never meant to be your cause for discontent
I always fuck things up this way with you
You're my best friend (you're my best friend and we'll pretend)
I'll be around when you come home next June
I'll see you soon
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Love Rock Radio '91
03:07
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Last night you told me how you do it when you're high above the ground
And I didn't think that I could catch you when you fall
Our time is wasting
Tonight I'll bail out bail out
Your time is wasting baby
Tonight we'll play outside
Oh, oh
Playing love rock radio singles in your car
Sitting in your room with your head against mine
Time will fade out fade out
Upon the rainy days
Your time is wasting baby
Tonight we'll lay outside
Tonight we'll play outside
Tonight we'll play outside
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5. |
Places
02:58
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When in the south we took to things, removed, it seems
They passed right through me
Many a-times we looked "and there it goes..."
Then we passed out in falling rainbows
Soothing smears and rings and flowers
Many a-ways to show them all the things we know
Wherever she goes, it seems, she calls
How beauty falls and the summer's waiting
Everywhere we go the valley seeps below
So where we at?
Where we at?
Same place we've been, on the go
When in the south we took to things, removed, it seems
They passed right through me
Many a-times we looked "and there it goes..."
Then we passed out, the night is cold
And the sunken cheeks and the songs we're singing
Many a-ways to show them all the things we love
So where we at?
Where we at?
Same place we were long ago
Long ago
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White Folks' Music
02:05
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7. |
n'Pig
03:21
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I'm looking through twilight eyes
I know what I feel inside
But I can't say why I can't see your eyes tonight
Curmudgeon of poverty
Devoting of tendencies
All the closing tiles
They're correcting ties to try
Possibilities are infinitely blind
Find me to call you, realize
Done past rivalry we're incomplete but right
No, you don't call me tonight
I'm looking through twilight eyes
I know what I feel inside
But I can't say why I can't see your eyes tonight
Curmudgeon of poverty
Devoting of tendencies
All the closing tiles
You're correcting ties to try
Intrigued by your ways to be
Obsessed with the orderly
Can't you see what you do to me is right?
We're champions of novelty
Correcting the things you believe
We're the bastard cries who've been served in golden
Piles.
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So
02:56
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I'd rather we talk about migration plans and a friend that I know
I'm gonna sleep through the pain if that's cool with you
I tried to care about fame but the bore is insane
In a daze there's a place where there's nothing new
And everything you say or do will be used against you
In a social stall, in a sophomore club
In the city we were living at we wasted none, waste none
Then it all just finds a way
Though I really don't think you see the big picture of it
Say, I'm cruising over cocktails when you just know it all
Ooh, Ooooh
There's one thing I gotta say to you
If there was anything worth staying for I would
And if you hadn't been such a drag
If I wasn't a self-indulgent dirtbag
I'd even pretend to be surprised
When they said that there's always someone around
But it takes some time to get used to
So don't let the voices fool you
We could always take a fall
Though I don't see the point at all
To find the time
To come back
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Dreams of you then
I can't let go of anything
Scenes of the well
how I left when October fell
Let me drown
Let me drown
Let's make love to the world
Now you're on your own
You look gorgeous in monochrome
Not going anywhere soon
But I'd marry you coming June
Let me drown
Let me drown
Let's make love to the world
Just make love to the world
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10. |
Hidden Track
05:09
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