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Ultraviolet
04:02
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I'll start by saying things I've never said before
Of all the people I have met you're the one I like the most
I've never said before
The first time I saw you I thought I was gonna die
But I couldn't do anything because of these chains holding me down
I thought I was gonna die
Your name's engraved in my bones, tell you things that you don't know
The constellations in your hands stole my world
Your name's engraved in my bones, tell me things that I don't know
It feels like ginger ale in my skull
So many times I've tried to explain myself the way you make me feel
That even in these dreams of you I'm still not able to be free
Oh, the way you make me feel
But there's still one missing line to this never-ending book
Above I'll find the answers, above I'll find the truth
Oh, this never-ending book
Your name's engraved in my bones, tell you things that you don't know
The constellations in your hands stole my world
Your name's engraved in my bones, tell me things that I don't know
It feels like ginger ale in my skull
Your name's engraved in my bones, tell me things that I don't know
The constellations in your hands stole my world
Your name's engraved in my bones, tell me things that I don't know
It feels like ginger ale in my skull
I write I write I write I write
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Navy Blue
04:18
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Tiny paintings hang in front of my face, in front of my face
Winter's cold nights will capture me again, capture me again
And the black crows will peck me until I'm dead, peck me until I'm dead
Then the earthworms will start feasting on my flesh, feasting on my flesh
I want to burn the house to the ground, and make a fool out of myself
For all the times I've crumbled down, and come to life again
With a mind of their own my hands decide what to do
And I'm sinking in salt, I'm sinking in salt
And the black crows will peck me until I'm dead, peck me until I'm dead
Then the earthworms will start feasting on my flesh, feasting on my flesh
I want to burn the house to the ground, and make a fool out of myself
For all the times I've crumbled down, and come to life again
With a mind of their own my hands decide what to do
And I'm sinking in salt, I'm sinking in salt
You give me life again
You give me life again
You give me life again
You give me life again
With a mind of their own my hands decide what to do
And I'm sinking in salt, I'm sinking in salt
I want to burn the house to the ground, and make a fool out of myself
For all the times I've crumbled down, and come to life again
With a mind of their own my hands decide what to do
And I'm sinking in salt, I'm sinking in salt
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3. |
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00:46
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Birds
03:04
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The desire of writing songs for you is not gone, It's not gone
Oxygen attack to my fragile mind, silky, crystal, snowflake mind
Still on autopilot thinking it was all a dream, everything felt real and my mind was clear
Everything might be over, and I might be done
Loud echoes in my withering skull
I love you more, I love you more
DaVinci painting yellow sad walls for those broken hollow bones
When your ears are cloudy and your pace is slow, it's a sour story and it just won't stop
Sitting on the hot ground with a murdering sun, the more I felt alive the more my soul rot
A tragic tale of an outcast, an impossible dream, it's the same old dog and it won't give up
Everything might be over, and I might be done
Loud echoes in my withering skull
I love you more, I love you more
DaVinci painting yellow sad walls for those broken hollow bones
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5. |
Honeymoon
03:53
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Here I am
Running on this lonely road
Wishing everything was over
Waiting for the last horn to blow
My ankles are giving up, and my knees are weak
I am losing all my breath, I've got no place to go
God save this violet heart
God save this violet heart
God save this violet heart
Please save this violet heart
I clench my fists
Sweat is dripping down my face
I am wondering wheres the one, who will take my life away
God save this violet heart
God save this violet heart
God save this violet heart
God save this violet heart
God save this violet heart
God save this violet heart
God save this violet heart
Please save this violet heart
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Gals Lakes
03:23
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Feed me with your bad energy
Stab me in the neck with the fiercest strength
Fear me like I'm your worst enemy
Hide in the deepest corner of your thoughts
Your reputation doesn't matter when you lack love
And we don't really care how holy you are
You're being chained to your actions alone
Perfection is way too far
Bite your fingers off with anger
Swallow your own poison words
Bang your head against a brick wall
Keep barking until it burns
Your reputation doesn't matter when you lack love
And we don't really care how holy you are
You're being chained to your actions alone
Perfection is way too far
God bless you
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