1. |
Blizzards
03:26
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It's easy to forget about
What you love
You lose the child inside yourself
It's not enough
You paint it with a blank slate
And close your eyes
You want to be completely grey, before you die
Givin' up on hopes and dreams, for fancy things
And now you get excited about, designer jeans
It's not a pretty picture
I know it's not too nice
Let's get back to our purpose
And stare into the cold
Stare into the ice
(Through the snow)
When you lose your visions, it gets hard to see
Look into the blizzards and picture fantasies
(Through the snow)
When you lose your visions, it get hard to see
Look into the blizzards and picture fantasies
(Through the snow)
When you lose your visions, it get hard to see
Look into the blizzards and picture fantasies
You fabricated new hills
Oh what a thrill
A fabricated monster
A fabricated problem
And now we''ve dug a bigger hole
It's caving in
The only way out of here
Is up again
(Through the snow)
(Through the snow)
When you lose your visions, It gets hard to see
Look into the blizzards and picture fantasies
(Through the snow)
When you lose your visions, It gets hard to see
Look into the blizzards and picture fantasies
It's easy to forget about
You lose the child inside yourself
Paint it with a blank slate
You want to be completely grey
Givin up on hopes and dreams
And now you get excited about
Fabricating new hills
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2. |
Bluebloods
05:48
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Fresh new life on the world
A baby for love to adore
Never quite turned out that way
The baby closed loves door
Who would've thought this would happen
Grown into a pig
No way that this would happen
Grown into a pig
All dressed up without a soul
without a soul
Some good deeds they'd love to show you
They'd love to show you
With the night the lights are flashing
The lights are flashing
These things are true
To you, to you
The blood of endless bodies
Your blood is blue
Its blue, Its blue
The blood of your endless body
Remember don't check out
Don't check out, Don't check out
These things are true
To you, to you
The blood of your endless bodies
That blood is blue
Its blue, Its blue
The blood of your endless body
Don't check out, Don't check out
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3. |
Fix It
03:54
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You came
You spent
The kids
On rent
You left
Without
A dime
To spend
Can never tell what tales
Been told
Is this one new
Is this one old
Tragedy struck
And then they were in love
Or not
Who even cares
It's just a phrase
That comes with years
Of pointless pleasure
I think that the tale is broken
Swinging loudly into
The pressure of the wind
You got all you need
On the bedside table
It's up to you to put it together
The days are long
It feels so strong
They never thought
They had the time
To put into a world
That is designed to pull apart
And stretch you thin
Like all the icicles
The wind into
The lost story
Of time
That we
Have patched
And planned
The pressure of the wind
Comes forth again
And tells us all
The wind
The wind
The pressure
The pressure of the wind
You got all you need
On the bedside table
It's up to you to put it together
I don't think we can fix it now
I don't think we can fix it now
I don't think we can fix it now
I don't think we can fix it now
I don't think we can fix it now
I don't think we can fix it now
I don't think we can fix it now
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4. |
Dumb Guy
03:28
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Nothin' ever was retained
No pictures, No places, No faces
It's all that we really know
Dumb Guy
A fist full of dollars in my right hand
Let me on top of that mountain
I'm riding around on that mountain
Fist full of dollars in my right hand
I never even knew how to dance right
Or clap my hands at the right time
It's all that we really know
Dumb Guy
Oh, It's all that we really know
It's all that we really know
It's all that we really know
It's all that we really know
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5. |
Form Of Nature
04:50
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Every single time you push it's wrong
Every little detail placed out long
Sittin' in your tiny room alone
Cloudy eyes and hunched down shoulders
As you pray upon your alter
Feel the earth as it screams out for you
Feel the earth as it screams out
Tickled with the lust and unclean thoughts
Reaching out it pumps us all with life
Embeded with the grass under alright
Some day it's going to get you
Natures gonna get you
Live riding the ropes
Mad because it feels like a joke
Feed feeling the mud
Baby I think this is love
I'll never make you upset
Yeah I'll never make you upset
Yeah I'll never make you upset
Yeah I'll never make you upset
Gifted by the semen that's dripping out from the cup
Onto the dirt it makes a crust as we all decay
We're pleasuring the mother all together
And tied up like a bow
Like a gift from beyond
Or is it below
And we're constantly measuring the pleasure of others
To tell if you are on the same level of love
Or form of nature
Form of nature
Cloudy eyes and hunched down shoulders
As you pray upon your alter
Feel the earth as it screams out for you
Feel the earth as it screams out
Live riding the ropes
Mad cause it reads like a joke
Feed feeling the mud
Baby I think this is love
And I'll never make you upset
No I'll never make you upset
Nah I'll never make you upset
No I'll never make you upset
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