1. |
Slippy Fingers (Live)
06:43
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Elements taking over
Thinking it over
Of the moments that keep slipping away
Every now and then
The rocks seem to bend
To this idea I need to sustain
It'll take my whole frame
The slip that slipping
Over my eyes
The whispers I'm sipping
Sipping like a fine red wine
These feelings I'm feeling I'm romanticizing
Introducing our romantic high
The wind breathing into my lungs
The story is near finished before it's even begun
I feel the water flowing through my veins
All the tree whispering, saying my middle name
What a shame what a shame
The slip that slipping
All over my eyes
The whispers I'm sipping
Sipping like a fine red wine
These feelings I'm feeling I'm romanticizing
Introducing our romantic high
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2. |
Coconut (Live)
03:05
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I think I fell in love with you
there's only one thing I can do
I'll put some sand in my bathtub just for you
Sunny disposition
Despite the pouring rain
All the painless intuition
Sea breezes on the brain
If you look a little closer - a little closer
Maybe you will see
Let me give you a little company
Come on over baby
To the splashing shore
Let me give you some loving and some more
I think I fell in love with you
Beaches & dreamy points of view
Just follow me on this journey, just us two
Sunny disposition
The sunshine on your face
With a bit of hallucination
Sit In its warm embrace
Look a little closer
Maybe you will see
Let me give you a little company
Come on over baby
To the splashing shore
Let me give you some loving and much more
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3. |
In the Clouds (Live)
05:07
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Level head
Keep me sane
If you're here
All the way down
I want my head in the clouds
Don't you know
Life moves faster
Not so slow
Settling down
Is it all
planned out
I could be over it
I could be saying shit
About what I don't type know
Always feeling so damn alone
Count the seconds
Time stands still
Rules meant for bending
Even right here
Nothing seemed so clear
Fading in
Fading out
Saves the day
Slowly disappear
My body only tastes fear
I could be over it
I could be saying shit
About what I don't type know
Always feeling so alone
Feel it
Sinking
Into
My teeth
Nicotine filling
So low so high
Both don't feel right
Creeping over my skin
Always late
Never here
Stop the time
Can we just work it out
Or are my heads still in the clouds
Call it fear
Call me stupid
I don't care
I need to breathe
But you don't let me
Feel it
Sinking
Into
My teeth
Nicotine filling
So low so high
Both don't feel right
Creeping over my skin
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4. |
Smth Like That (Live)
03:56
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Keys are not locked in tight
Things don't feel quite right
For lack of a better word
Perfection scares me
Thoughts of intimacy
The feelings that you stir
Make it ugly make me cry
I'll be grasping on you tight
For your inevitable leave
Let me preemptively grieve
At the thought of you always gone
Something something on and on
All the rosiness I see
Grass is always greener
But I don't like the colour green
Picking names off my shelf
Now that I think 'bout it
I don't even know myself
Make it ugly make me cry
I'll be grasping on you tight
For your inevitable leave
Let me preemptively grieve
At the thought of you always gone
Something something on and on
Make it ugly make me cry
I'll be grasping on you tight
For your inevitable leave
Let me preemptively grieve
Make it ugly make me cry
I'll be grasping on you tight
For your inevitable leave
Let me preemptively grieve
At the thought of you always gone
Something something on and on
Something like that
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5. |
Buhbuh (Live)
05:24
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There's no way you're feeling as good as me
Feel the rhythm feel the beat
Of the street, on your feet, with the love of your heart oh darling
Look at me if you feel like you're hurting
It'd be great to have it all
Everything you just fall for
But if you look to the ground
You'll realize, there's no real truth to be found
Looking forward, trekking forwards
Don't you dare look back
Cause you'll be looking through every doorway
Just to see your reality start to crack
It'd be great to have it all
Everything you just fall for
But if you look to the ground
You'll realize, there's no real truth to be found
But if you look to the ground
You'll realize, there's no real truth to be found
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6. |
433 (Live)
03:37
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7. |
My Body (Live)
04:14
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There's a dark monster in my mind
It has my thoughts grasped in its hands so tight
He told me to push away my friends and family
I'm not supposed to ask for help
It's supposed to be just me
Time passes slowly
But it also flys
Keep it inside oh
Let them think you're just fine
I need someone to help me
Bring me back into my body
Each moment passes by, people leave
Can barely be aware of memories
Slipping through the cracks
Just smile and nod when they ask me
Are you alright, are you ok, are you happy
Every good feeling is gone
Things need to move on
Keep it inside oh
Let them think you're just fine
I need someone to help me
Bring me back into my body
Mind is fuzzy
but he sounds clear
Now I see it
No light at the end of it
Oh I see it
Slowly falling
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8. |
I Tried (Live)
04:33
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Take a hit or some more
Let it in sink into your pores and your core
I keep on falling and it will not stop
But I wouldn't choose this
I'm too used to the vices
You said you would leave me if I couldn't stop this
Oh but love I wish I could leave myself
Is it too late to ask for help that I don't want
That way
I could say
At least I tried
Take a hit or some more
Let it in sink into your pores and your core
I keep on falling and it won't stop
But I wouldn't choose this
I'm too used to the vices
Leaving on the lights
Bigger things that keep slipping my mind
All the little promises made to you
The things that I couldn't do
The things I couldn't do
Oh these hands of mine
I've long lost control
The urges I find
There's nothing stopping them from taking over
Take a hit or some more
Let it in sink into your pores and your core
I keep on falling and it won't stop
But I wouldn't choose this
I'm too used to the vices
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