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Addicted To Personality
02:57
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Intentions
05:31
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maybe I’m just in love with your good intentions
or your words could hold the answers to all my questions
memories play like a film, I just can’t face it
but your lips feel so close to ming I can almost taste it
your mouth is telling lies but it’s your eyes that hold the truth
there’s never a disguise that could hide that part of you
but you say I’m telling lies so that you can’t love me too
and you say that’s the why behind everything I do
maybe I’m just in love with your good intentions
chorus: if you’d say it first I’d look the other way
this has been an endless night but I hoped that you would stay
clinging to you like I’d never turn away
if there’s no love lost why do I feel so much pain
why do I
you could fill this void and become my obsession
with no gods to pray to you’re my new religion
a false idol adored to the point of no recognition
eluded to but never far from a true condition
if I said you were perfect you would tell me to relax
there’s no point in being nice if we both know that time has past
but your confused in a state of denial of the facts
with no one to put the blame on you’re content with being last
chorus
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3. |
Wasting Time
03:30
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I've taken all your phrases
I've ruined all your punchlines
I've taken all your precious time away
then you became my illness
something I can't recover from
a cure I hope no one holds
but you don't speak to me
you don't use your words
you just act like I should know
but there's no need for me
you just say it hurts
and I can't even ask you why
refrain: it just feels like wasting
it just feels like wasting time
I've wasted all you're precious time away
these days I don't even see you
a ghost from another lifetime
when I was young but you made me old
but there's no love in deceiving
no love when you pay that cost
and lost all you loved along the way
refrain: 2x
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4. |
Love By Proxy
03:17
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I never saw this side of you before
the way you slam the bedroom like that
and I couldn’t figure out a reason for
the way your dreadful eyes still scorn
it’s in the morning light that we can see
there’s no room for you, even less for me
we only connect by these cable, cords
disconnect from you to set me free
but if you’re ever lonely chat with me
we can love by proxy, but never be, never be together
your’e kissing strangers just for the taste
and every man is in your hands
I pull back the crumpled covers in haste
I won’t be part of your plans
if I was in a different place
I wouldn’t be a different man
but your words don’t match your face
it makes it hard to understand
this is all I know, it’s all I know
the world moves to slow, it moves to slow
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5. |
Voices
04:07
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a pretty sight, a crowded bedroom
a din of voices all to praise you
a jealous night, can't escape it
don't mind at all, have to fake it
you could stay and have a good time
though you said all your goodbyes
spinning round, vodka's tasty
I can't let your spirits waste me
oh this wild night of wonders
no one knows what the morning brings
you could be my last resort
and I could be your first mistake
chorus: so we'll go
take it slow
no one will know
this night's our own
party dress pulled on too tight
twisted up, still you look fine
a crooked smile sure is tempting
I'd play your game if you let me
oh this wild night of wonders
no one knows what the morning brings
you could be my last resort
and I could be your first mistake
chorus: 2x
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6. |
Sleepwalking
05:00
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is that a stranger on my pillow
or just another lonely soul
I can’t tell you how to feel so
don’t expect me to know
a mirror won’t reflect what you want to see
so you’d rather live in make believe
chorus: this must be a passing phase
of sleepwalking through my days
the pills you take are no remedy
you just lose your hold on me
but if you fall there’s not far to go
into the endless space of unknowing
you can’t find the words to say
there is no other way
I never told her that I loved her
only that I was her lover
I only dress up when I’m with you
just a poor kid with something to prove
chorus
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7. |
Bombed Out Days
04:02
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you keep your rooms like your friends
you only fill them with things you like
and they’d tell you your wrong
if you weren’t so proud at being right
your only color is in your clothes
the rest is filled with black and white
you only sleep in the day
so you can go out at night
so your letting yourself be depressed again
when there is no sun no pleasant waves
so i guess i need your little break to end
to free you from all your bombed days
we don’t have to use our names
if you don’t write it with a pen
but we all look the same
from the outside looking in
life is in zeros and ones
it’s all that we can control
but you don’t know it cause your young
and they only remake anymore
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8. |
Teargas Tears
05:00
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there’s no love in a war zone
cause you can’t kiss with your gas masks on
screaming shouting that your not right
walk hand in hand through the firefight
wait for him to take away your fears
but your only crying tear gas tears
killing kids for the hell of it
if you question your not innocent
chorus: we won’t say it hurts
if you try to burn us alive
if we do its worse
cause we can’t question why
they tell us “live fast, die young”
there’s nothing for us anyway
we can do whatever we like
as long as no on notices
we’re not allowed to think things through
just sick kids with nothing to do
we don’t riot cause we need to sleep
have to pay us just to open our eyes
chorus 2x
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9. |
Caught In Currents
03:04
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10. |
Runaway
04:14
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your’ delusions are your friends, they’re the only ones you talk to
but you hate to dream, because it’s nightmares that come true
living in the past its the only love you’ll ever know
but your spinning round in circles, you don’t know which way to go
but you keep on taking more
and it leaves me wanting
could you tell me what’s in store for you
when you’ve cracked my code
chorus: so tell me all your truths
tell me all your little secrets
i don’t want to lay and wait
without any reason
when you run away from me
I don’t wanna see it
I could never dream of it
I only see what you want me to see
your burning every bridge, every house in your hometown
till there is no one left, no one left who wants to save you
is this the life you choose or the life that chose you
but your mind is confused, you really don’t have a clue
so i hold you close to me
kisses silence your misery
is this all you want from me
to live inside your pain
chorus 2x
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11. |
Corners
03:37
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I could never hold a light
to someone like you
when you’ve never had to drink yourself to sleep
I could never find
the righteous and the weak
when all I see are liars
these people are like puppets
in a pointless pithy play
they run around seeking,
the love they’ll never gain
there’s no sound, just silence
when the bombs have shook your brain
your’e children are not children
they’re just there to take your place
chorus -
we can never rise above
if we never drop our guns
they will say the ends begun
the last to die is the first to run
you close your eyes to hide,
from what burns your eyes to see,
but it remains in the corner of your mind
I could never climb
to the top of your lofty peaks
where you sit in judgement
your’e counting all the cards
so no one can cheat your game
you live in cold despondence
so no one can complain
without a simple purpose
you don’t have to take the blame
just sit back and watch
while the world burns in flame
chorus x2
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GIMME Syracuse, New York
GIMME is Brian Harrington and Josiah Weinhold.
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