1. |
2020
03:54
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Tell me something I don’t know
Lead me through these streets from home
Your eyes like teeth
Back to me
I only like what I can’t see
Laudy is and laudy be
What he’s after, like you and me
You wait too long
Thrill is gone
Stories aren’t that comforting
Pick up the pen, you’re staring in your sleep
A breath of fresh air bottled smells so cheap
Cos I don’t know what you don’t want to be
And after all, after all you’d rather grit your teeth
Won’t let go, white knuckle hold
Of private coves and halfway homes
They’ve got your name, ear to the door
Better pray you’re not a bore
Pick up the pen, you’re staring in your sleep
A breath of fresh air bottled smells so cheap
Cos you don’t know what I don’t want to be
And after all, after all
More dreams, more demand
My intentions aren’t that planned
Wanting what’s there by your side
And I can’t sleep at night
More dreams, more demand
My intentions aren’t that planned
Mulling over what I can’t find
I tried holding hands
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2. |
Become Again
02:53
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I don’t feel the same
(Just to become again)
Guess I’ll see you again
Just to become again
Get lost and leave the same
Living the worst of dreams
It’s all in earnest stead
Dance!
To know that you're not alone
To feel like we fit in place
To feel like we’re set in stone
No, cos everywhere we go
Still have the right to know
You keep up for the show
This feels like every time
I stayed up all night
Try and feel alright
Could you tell me what it's like
Fuck it I'll just play some PUBG
You said "keep it light"
It hits me from the side
Fresh air would feel real nice
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3. |
Last Bus
02:30
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Last bus
Last stick
Last words
Before we leave
I wouldn’t believe it till we start packing our rubbish so
I won’t go until you say
Last bus
Last stick
So much fun
Talking shit
I wouldn’t believe it till we start packing our rubbish so
When we go, where we stay
Never left 1A Short Street
Never left Dhoby Green
Never left 1A Short Street
Never left Dhoby Green
Never left 1A Short Street
Never left Dhoby Green
Never left 1A Short Street
Never left Dhoby Green
Last bus
Last stick
I love you
Ryan Lim
I wouldn’t believe it till we start packing our rubbish so
Where we go, where we’ll stay
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4. |
Afraid Of Getting Old
00:27
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I don’t wanna be a
Ignorant fucking boomer
(When) All my friends are dead
Surely
They don’t even like me
It’s all in my head
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5. |
Dragging String
04:16
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Those red eyes etched in my mind
Why can’t I sleep at night
You might not be here but
On this hill I’ve come to die
Oh, bleed me
Oh, weenie
(You’re just a stupid fish)
Oh, bleed me
Oh, weenie
(You’re just a stupid fish)
Trouble in
Toman town
Trouble in
Toman town
I tried my best to keep you on the line
But why’d you have to pull away
If I could find the words to make you stay
I would say them, but you won’t understand
Cause you’re just a fucking fish!!
Oh, bleed me
Oh, weenie
Oh, bleed me
Fucking bleed me
Trouble in
Toman town
Trouble in
Toman town
I want to drown!!
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6. |
7AM
03:06
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With time
cos I hear what I said
and I make my own bed
‘fraid of that old climb
and this feels like every time
The signs
I make my own bed
and I hear what I said
‘fraid of that old climb
and this feels like every time
Cos I hear what I said
and I make my own bed
‘fraid of that old climb
and this feels like every time
Blues seas
Those trees
Blue seas
Those trees
Blue seas
will find you anywhere
you want to be
Those trees
saw you standing there
that was just a dream
I will not go
I will follow
To see the signs
To go with time
To see the signs
And I will follow
To see the signs
To go with time
(and I will not go)
To see the signs
(and I will follow)
One step you’re through the door
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7. |
Insult Through Injury
03:47
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What’s on your mind?
I’d really like to know what I don’t want to find
Honestly it’s fine
The air is heavy cos we’re running out of time
Can’t remember I was dancing in the dark
I would hate to be the last man in the park
Bent to the side
Couldn’t believe my eyes, I had to check twice
Middle of july
Too far removed from having no tears left to dry
Can’t remember I was dancing in the dark
I would hate to be the last man in the park
It's strange I never thought to see you again
We'll call before agreeing that things aren't the same
Upon remiss I would recall your yellow dress
Nice to see you but i don't remember your address
Not here to hold you
Back or against you
Just happy to see your face
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8. |
Bellboy (with Fauxe)
03:56
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Maybe it's been too long
And i've forgotten how
I never was that strong
It's so much different now
And now it's been too long
But we can work it out
I only care about
What i remember now
How many years? 18?
'Til we join the club? Just 3
How long 'til i'm fine with this?
When i die it'll just be me
Maybe it's been too long
And i've forgotten how
I never was that strong
It's so much different now
And now it's been too long
But we can work it out
I only care about
What i remember now
How many years? 18?
'Til we join the club? Just 3
One look in the glass who do you see?
Look in the glass who do you see?
It's always just been me
Will it just be me
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