1. |
second cabinet
03:36
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i am the second cabinet
i’m hiding in the attic
your things are all around me
they’re smoking up the window
the next ones in my wallet
the glove department stole it
it ate it like a sandwich
and drove it out the driveway
you running down the hallway
and looking for my number
i dropped it in the toilet
so you would never find it
i want the second eating
that’s written on the ceiling
when fourteen thousand wishes
come flooding into texas
i am the second coming
i greet you all with kindness
i shake your hand with passion
you’re smoking up the vauxhall
i drive it into england
and open up the window
you hold my hand with passion
i’m still holding the wheel
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2. |
mole
03:00
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the hardest part is believing a word you say
i trust you but i don’t want things to be this way
i focus on the curtain that blocks in the light
you’re sitting on the bed and putting up a fight
do you want it
do you feel the tide start to change
do you want it
hey, you’ll always be my favourite song
don’t cry about it when i’m gone
i never want to see you go father
times change
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3. |
spineless
01:26
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spineless, to pretend
that man’s last words
if you know them
do you know them
fourteen thousand rolled up
in a bean bag
old hag
mission accomplished
you said your word
if you know them
do them
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4. |
wedding day
02:22
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it’s cold
too cold now, my boy
i hold you here
i heard your mama cry again
and she came to me with a song
like this
oooooooooooooooooooooo
would you jump to the moon
like you pace in the room now uh
like our wedding day
and i came in with the saxophone like
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5. |
interlude
00:55
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6. |
bother
02:48
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i don’t wanna be alone
all my shirts remain outgrown
i will never bother
the seaming and the collar
leave me alone
leave me alone
leave me alone
i don’t wanna be unknown
pasty piece of shit cologne
i will never come through
and realise my hairdo
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7. |
asking star
04:06
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i didn’t know what i should say
hide my face and turn away
the killing act at the end of the play
i’ll see it through tomorrow
i asked my star what i should do
she said she didn’t have a clue
stay up there til your face turns blue
i’ll see it through tomorrow
you might think i never really try but
i saw an angel singing loudly in the sky
you might think i never had a guide but
i saw the spirit and he looked me in the eye
fill the hole with long black hair
choke on atoms in the air
take the bane and say a prayer
an uncertain tomorrow
you might think i never really try but
i saw an angel singing loudly in the sky
days turn nights turn ‘will I live or die?’
i saw the spirit and he looked me in the eye
days turn nights turn ‘how can I deny?’
i saw an angel and I cannot rely on
days turn nights turn ‘will I live or die?’
i saw the spirit and he looked me in the eye
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8. |
moon
01:54
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9. |
good morning, dog
03:20
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every morning when i figure it out
i’ll mess with the waves
n harvey’s counting and you’ll hear the amount
he’ll smash up your face
and leave the window caved in with your name
and fed to the dogs
the clock is ticking but the time isn’t out
the night is awaiting
every morning
good morning, dog
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10. |
scientific
01:04
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11. |
fantasy
03:22
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i know a fancy tale
it comes when i hear your name
it tells me what to say
and tells me who to blame
he wore a coloured cloak
gifted by man in the sky
his brothers his side when he died
they lifted him up to you
promising that you’d be there too
his brothers his side when he died
the world keeps on telling me a lie
the world keeps on telling me a lie
the world keeps on telling me a lie
the world keeps on telling me a lie
i watched you disappear
your hand like an avalanche
to everybody else
your name doesn’t mean a thing
he wore a coloured cloak
gifted by man in the sky
his brothers his side when he died
they lifted him up to you
promising that you’d be there too
his brothers his side when he died
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12. |
forklift
02:50
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hooked a guppy with a black eye
it was squirming like the back of my hand
found him hanging in the morning
and i didn’t understand
i think i want you for a long time
i think we’d get along as good friends
told my parents i was leaving
i was blocking up the dead ends
i’ll think about it in the morning
when i lend myself to the job
you held my hand as i was fading
and i never pulled back
(heavy bit)
hooked an oscar with a big mouth
thought he gave me a stroke of good luck
he was twitching in the moment
i gave the name then it just stuck
i’ll think about it in the morning
when the cuts around me don’t split
you held my hand as i was fading
because i’ll never pull back
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13. |
penny
03:50
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the penny steps it’s ground
and makes a little ripple
it makes a tiny sound
reminds me of the bishop
i hope you stick around
like minerals in the water
it’s hard to filter out
reminds me of the twitching
i hope you stick around
i got my second chance
it came to me in stages
the first got chucked away
i fucked it when i got it
i hope you stick around
like glitter in the molly
it’s hard to filter out
when everybody’s watching
i hope you stick around
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