1. |
And Then You Dug
01:38
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Well, you’ve found yourself some use
They’re screaming 'baby, don’t go'
Such a convenient little excuse
Oh, 'baby', you know
And on and on
You’ll never be like me
Oh, forever in dispute, chasing what I’ll never have
Oh, consequence of youth, claiming that faith ain’t half bad
Well now you’ve found yourself some use
They’re screaming 'baby, don’t you go'
Such a convenient little excuse
Oh ‘baby', I know.
And on and on
You’ll never be like me
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2. |
Worms
03:24
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Only child of some ghosts, singing 'every dead gets ate from worms'
Again
Only child of some ghosts, singing 'every dead gets ate from worm'
But I could love you, I could
Said I could love you, I could
Picture clear, picture took
All this talk of runnin’ off makes me quite ill
Your song plays softly in my ear,
swearing that you’re not asking me for anything
Who’s crushin’ now? Crush is clear
Still got half a bottle here
Only child of some ghosts, singing 'every dead gets ate from worms'
But I could love you, I could
Said I could love you, I could
Picture clear, picture took
All this talk of runnin’ off makes me quite ill
Message sent, message read
Illogical fear of death
Why’d this die out on me?
Why’d this have to die on me?
Why’d they go and die on me?
Your song plays softly in my ear,
swearing that you’re not asking me for anything
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3. |
How to Spell Demons
02:22
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If the demon’s in the bottle, then I’m possessed, enchanted, and charmed
Paranoid just a bit, the only things following me are a shadow and guilt
So I’ll tell the bottom of this bottle you said ‘hello'
Here’s to a liver as black as your soul
You’re claiming grievance and what you’ve been owed
One trick pony, how sold is your soul?
And if I could, I would
All the trials that you’ve been through
So I’ll tell the bottom of this bottle you said 'hello'
One trick pony, how sold is your soul?
You're claiming grievance and what you’ve been owed
Here’s to a liver as black as your soul
Here’s to us
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4. |
Grammatical False Friend
01:50
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Still shook from when you woke me, for I was in the deepest sleep
And if happiness awaits, then happiness eludes
No, this can’t be right
I refuse
These wakes were casual for you but they meant everything to me
And if happiness awaits, then happiness alludes
No, no, this can’t be right
Still shook from when you woke me, for I was in the deepest sleep
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