1. |
Move Through Me
02:33
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Look at the way that she moves and moves through me
Pull my eyes from the walls while I’m drinking black coffee
She’s throwing out glances, I’m taking my chances
I make my way over to you
And I hold my breath, and I feel my chest
Beating like it kickstarted to a hundred from death
Hey,
You know you’ve got me out
And losing this would leave me hurting
Because if I’m not living for you I’m living for
I float around the room,
It all comes back to you,
The look in your eyes makes me feel like I’ll burn up alive
And I hold my breath, and I feel my chest
Beating like it kickstarted to a hundred from death
Hey,
You know you’ve got me out
And losing this would leave me hurting
Because if I’m not living for you I’m living for nothing now.
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2. |
Way She Goes
02:44
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3. |
Ivory Asphalt
02:14
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It’s white out on the highway, glare ice on the roads
I’m fucking sick of these winters in north Ontario
I’m out later than I should be and it’s freezing to the bone
I work in the morning and I just want to get home
You know I hate December all the way through May
I’m counting down the seconds ‘til this bullshit melts away
And though it takes forever to see the first of June
The winter doesn’t feel so cold when I’m standing next to you
I hate the ivory asphalt I hate the freezing rain
I hate these goddamn frigid winds that freeze up my brains
These winters really kill me, it’s so hard to keep warm
But if we stay together I know we can brave the storm
You know I hate December all the way through May
I’m counting down the seconds ‘til this bullshit melts away
And though it takes forever to see the first of June
The winter doesn’t feel so cold when I’m standing next to you
You know I hate December all the way through May
I’m counting down the seconds ‘til this bullshit melts away
And though it takes forever to see the first of June
The winter doesn’t feel so cold when I’m standing next to you
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4. |
SLUMP
02:22
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I’ve been able to shake the feeling of falling even farther
But I still often ask myself, why it is I bother
Day in and day out, out my stagnant life
Hacking away at my brains with a dull butcher’s knife
Losing all my time (I’m not getting any younger)
Running out of ways (to waste away my days)
Spending too much time (worrying about tomorrow)
But I don’t give a shit and won’t let it bring me down
I hate my job, I can’t get a date
I’m too bored and stoned to masturbate
I spend too much time shaking hands
To sit around and cancel plans
I’m wide awake, I’m never home
I feel like I’m gonna die alone
But if that means things never change
I’ll die alone and happy anyway;
Losing all my time (I’m not getting any younger)
Running out of ways (to waste away my days)
Spending too much time (worrying about tomorrow)
But I don’t give a shit and won’t let it bring me down
And I may never know just how it feels
To sleep through a full night
But I always know
I’ll probably make it out alright
Spending all my time (I’m not getting any younger)
Running out of ways (to waste away my days)
Losing all my time (worrying about tomorrow)
But I don’t give a shit and won’t let it bring me down down down
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5. |
Bless Yer Heart
03:14
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