1. |
Walking Home
03:08
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Sometimes I will wait by my door to wait for something to occur before my eyes. I will walk around the station reading signs - "Danger! Be Aware!". I felt something down there... and then run away.
Take all of my burdens and meet me at Hougang station.
We'll walk home.
"Would you meet me at lunchtime? I'll tell you everything right now"
(We'll walk home)
All my words... they don't move...
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2. |
Feeling Better Already
01:51
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And it is not
what it seems,
my paranoia’s getting stronger
take control of every fucking thing
all I need
motivation’s been required
to keep me breathing
and my body clean
I took off my clothes in my bedroom
and I locked the door behind me
to avoid you
it’s harder to tell if I am sober
these days
or i’m just happy
around you
and it is not
what it seems,
my paranoia’s getting stronger
take control of every fucking thing
all I need
motivation’s been required
respiration; all inspected,
resolution have inspired
my dismissals to approvals
mind control's been unrequited,
all i wanted is to make you pleased.
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3. |
You Call This Writing?
02:33
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I never thought that I'd be here again
I'll never write a song again
I'll never write a song for you
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4. |
Japan
01:49
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Hey, I've started writing songs again. Don't worry - not all of them are about you. I figured that it'd be easier for me to feel better by being angry at myself than being sad about you.
It's been a difficult 3 years for me. Many times I felt completely okay. Many times I am reminded that I'm still hung up over some things.
It's okay I'll be fine.
I'm sorry if you don't like all of these songs.
This is how I deal with things
But maybe I should just talk to you about it...
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5. |
We Are Not The Judges
03:40
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The night’s still young,
but my friend is dead.
he had some wine,
before he grabbed that beer.
then he called a friend,
he hasn’t spoken for years.
the night was young
but we all were dead
Call me a maniac, psycho,
a worthless complication,
endless nights of breath resuscitation
But i know i’m not okay,
cause I know i’m not okay
Drove down to Gordon’s
to score ourselves some beer,
a handle of whiskey,
and the cashier gazed in fear
it’s been a couple times
we had our IDs passed
Billy, Sam and me
are the kings of the world.
Call me a maniac, psycho,
a worthless complication,
endless nights of breath resuscitation
But i know i’m not okay,
cause I know i’m not okay
but we all know, that there’s some day sooner or later that this all will end
Call me a spineless, mindless
crazy motherfucker,
endless nights of californication
But i know i’ll be okay,
cause I know i’ll be okay.
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6. |
Nobody
02:14
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I’m a mess,
I’ve forgotten how to do me.
is it so hard to get back and restart who we are
It’s a waste that I start to care,
about everything, everyone,
anything that settles down.
all this time
if you never leave
and leave me alone
and I wonder if it’s me
or is it the world that’s
always pulling me down
is it these accolades
that’s drowning me out
"Nobody’s perfect,
nobody cares,
if you are a patron saint
or if you are a wreck"
I know that’s what you said
but it's not what you meant
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7. |
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I don't know you
I don't see you
So if you're leaving
Tell me sooner
I will be there
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