1. |
Girl
02:17
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I cut out my tongue
To spite my face,
Embrace
The bitter taste of memory
You leave behind.
Stagger through this world
Always hurt,
Stupid girl,
They never wanted you to stay
So you went away,
You stupid girl,
You stupid girl.
Someday when I am big and wise,
I’m gonna kick down the castles in the skies.
See the kings swimming round their alibis,
Drowned by robes made of promises and lies.
I cut out my tongue
To spite my face
And in my haste
Forget to
Taste the bitter grapes
But just in case,
Just in case,
I swallow.
I cut out my tongue
To spite my face
And in my haste
Forget to
Taste the bitter grapes
But just in case,
Just in case,
I swallow.
You stupid girl.
You stupid girl.
Stupid girl.
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2. |
Manta
02:45
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Falling slowly from the window
Diving long and deep
Cruising altitude so flawless
Never have to hide or sleep
Manta
Silently in conversation
Tune me in your frequencies
Seasons change see shadows shifting
Time to travel you and me
Manta manta
Slide with me though shades of ether
Glowing in your company.
Change the channel find our station
Never far you and me
Manta Manta
Cloak of darkness
Pierce the surface
Lose the friction
Flying free
Splash of Blackbird
Moonlight breaking
Through the forest
In the sea
Come back Come back
To the mountain
On the flyway to the beach
Manta Manta
Ill be waiting
Never far - you and me
Manta
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3. |
Numb
02:58
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When I think about it
Everything about me
goes numb
Da-dum
Da-dum
Always on the outside
Never looking inside
Where it’s numb
Da-dum
Da-dum
When all the while
It’s 10 miles high
And goes on
When I dream about it
Never scheme about it
Being done
Da-dum
Da-dum
We been flying so high
Always flying so high
Being young
Da-dum
Da-dum
When all the while
It’s 10 miles high
And undone
When I move around it
Everything around it
Goes numb
Da-dumb
Da-dumb
Always on the outside
Forever looking inside
Where it’s done
It all gets done
When all the while
It’s tame
And it’s wild
As the sun
Da-dum
Da-dum
When all the while
It’s tame
And wild
As the sun
Da-dum
Da-dum
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4. |
Feel
02:58
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Time in the tide rolling
Deeper in visions
And ghosts of decisions
That could not be made.
The soft morning glow,
WarmIng will slowly conceal
How we feel,
How we feel,
How we feel.
Circle the wagons.
Skies full of dragons.
Circle and reel,
They're turning the wheel.
Deep in your mind,
Something, steps on your tail
And you squeal.
They're turning back time.
It's too much, too real.
Fly from the shadows,
Say nothing your hear.
All that you know,
Is that no, no one can steal
How you feel,
How you feel,
How you feel,
How you feel.
Swim in the mirror,
(You're a Dreamer)
Shadows come whisper
(Going deeper)
The tide is rising here
(You can hear them)
Rings in the distance
(You can see them)
Keep getting nearer
(You can feel them)
They keep getting nearer
You can feel
You can feel.
You can feel.
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5. |
Steam Dream Girl
03:21
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Steam dream girl,
where you been?
Where you going?
When it's cold outside
and the snow
is blowing.
(Chorus)
Come with me -
Come with me -
Where you going?
To the lake -
take the oars
and rake the surface
of your skin.
Tumble in,
I won't hurt you.
(Chorus)
Fairy wings,
the things
of this world that glisten.
Will you pause
to hear
the voices singing.
Noble men
there to tame
and claim Excalibur
circle round
and crowd
upon the distant shore.
(Chorus)
Drop the oars
to see
the sword's held out to thee.
So you wade
then swim
and yank to pull it free.
Fairy wings,
the things
of this world that glisten.
Lend an ear
and dream
you will hear it singing.
(Chorus)
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