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FYPM
01:26
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Fucked out the light in your eyes, out on their ascent
Cast your empty husk aside, a trail of sadness in their wake
All you'll ever know, being owed and bitter resentment
A promise, a hope pulls you by the nose until you break
Cashed in your best 10 years to diminishing returns
Your talent and spark are laid to waste and left to burn
You're the best opportunity for someone else's end
Now you can't afford not to die with a hammer in your hand
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Potential H-Bomb
01:12
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Find sex in any context when the sound contacts
If the best defence is to be intense
The saddest song is being so wrong and feeling so good
The highest high, we all die feeling as we should
Brother don't bother with your bitter tales of try and fail
The perfect end, choking on a bitter pill
With husbands, fathers, mothers and wives I've learn to dine
Guarding all the same organs on borrowed time
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I Get Eviction
01:02
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Running circles with an outlook and new hooks
A scene that's desperate to be shook
When all I've done is lost and gone
When it's all been said and done
I've heard this one before I swear
But who would know or care
Feels too late to start again all starry-eyed and passionate
Floating one night to the next
Hey what's this song really about
Your triumphs all hollowed out
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In Vein
00:43
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A tad dramatic, again I'm giving in
Let's start an argument that I can't win
If I repay your kindness with a sliver of restraint
I'd make up for lost years and not leave a sour taste
It's just an answer none of us have
Or just a great unsaid
It's lost its charm
We've wrecked each other hard
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Damaged III
01:37
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There she goes shaking a fist
A final kissoff so we know she exists
A powder keg of nervous excitement that the pills by the bed can't hold
I got too good for this scene
Cashed in my talents man, I'm living your dream
Dumb luck and dumb ideas it's an outcome without income
There she goes shaking a fist
A final kissoff so we know she exists
I find it hard to get at all excited with a heart so cold
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Chiaroscuro
01:06
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A simple separation of chemistry and art
Easier said than done where does one end or the other start
Sad it's such a stupid past time but it's where I thrive
Common as culture and a linchpin for all like minds
Make my way home on a blackened road, and every tragic turn
Pen to paper on human nature and every curse I've earned
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Space of AIDS
00:39
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Post to post in perfect four-four
Stabs of terrifying noise
I've got a winning smile
And a golden voice
Eyes cast down and they're welling up
Whinge and spit your damn mouth shut
I've got getting you down
Down to a science of sad
Dig a ditch straight to your heart
Dive in and make a mess
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Gutsy
01:21
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You're always short on patience, I'm always out of excuses
You'll cherish all your sweet things and I'll stay with my abuses
You gave a fair warning so I bid farewell
While you live for liberation I've got stories to tell
You've lived a charmed life, that tired cliche
You can't take it with you, your end if you stay
Screaming bloody murder and crying a light
You've lived your best days, get lost in the night
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