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This Island
03:00
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And we danced on graves
We were so high
I felt everything that night
Our bodies had aligned
Our hearts caught on fire
And then we broke our truth to stay alive
I'm on this island
Hiding in the silence
I'm on this island
You're out there with your sirens
You were a certain way
I fell hard for you
And then I made you change all that you are and what you do
I'm on this island
Hiding in the silence now
I'm on this island
So call out with your sirens
I won't forget
The look in your eyes when you told me
You hurt yourself
I can't believe this I know what i've done
I'm on this island
Hiding in the silence now
I'm on this island
I'm on this island now
So call out with your sirens
So call out with your sirens
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2. |
Us 3
02:51
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Your love swallowed me all at once
Like alcohol, you make me drunk
A hit that I cannot quite replicate
I hid myself inside your world
But then you met another girl
Now 1 + 1 + 1 is Us 3, it's Us 3, it's Us3
And I will follow where you go
I lost myself many years ago
A trade off to escape abandonment
An open mind is hard to find
Beliefs are branded over time
My scars expose a thousand tiny lies
They bind me in ways unattractive
Your ropes leave less a mark
But I’m so raw and ready to give up on all, I mean we tried? right?
I found some ways to make amends
To you to her to all my friends
With high hopes and no expectations
I need to learn where I begin
Where others end then coexist
‘cause 1 + 1 + 1 is Us 3, it's Us 3, it's Us 3, it’s Us
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3. |
The Shop
02:59
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Did you really have to come inside the house?
Well I guess it wasn't so clear to stay out
'Cause I'm reassembling all these broken parts
And I need to focus 'cause I am on the clock
Don't think I'm rude
Do what I need to do
And it feels like I'm stumbling around in the dark
With all these tools to try and fix this broken heart
And I'd really like to talk to you tonight
But that breaks the rule of silence we live by
I can't speak it out
Hurts deep inside
I'm still mad at you
But hope you're alright, alright
I can't pick a side
Not willing to fight
Guess I'll run and hide
Stay in for the night
I'll take all my shields
Protect all that is real
That's just how we deal
Don't ask me how I feel
I can't pick a side
Not willing to fight
Guess I'll run and hide
Stay in for the night
I'll take all my shields
Deflect all that is real
That's just how we deal
Don't ask me how I feel
I can't pick a side
Not willing to fight
Guess I'll run and hide
Stay in for the night
I'll take all my shields
Deflect all that is real
That's just how we deal
Don't ask me how I feel
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4. |
Some Song
02:13
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Some Song by Elliott Smith
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5. |
Crackle
02:53
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We were fighting
We were dying
We had set it off
Cornered into
Our cages
Trapped for oh so long
And everything we found out
Is coming back to bring us down out loud
And all their eyes were watching
We’re entertainment while we die inside
We were stumbling
They were staring
They compose what they want
No control here
Nothing was clear
Learned to live in this fog
And everything we found out
Is coming back to bring us down out loud
And all their eyes were watching
We’re entertainment while we die inside
And everything we found out
Is coming back to bring us down out loud
And all their eyes were watching
We’re entertainment while we die inside
We're entertainment while we die
We're entertainment while we die
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What is left of this world?
What's left of my heart?
The pain has doubled almost everywhere
I don't know how to start
I didn't know where to turn my eyes
Because it felt like the end
I saw a living that's without you here
I saw myself as dead
I feel myself inside my skin crawling to get out
I feel my mind slipping away to doubt
What is left of this world?
What's left of our fight?
The pain has taken all my energy
Addictions cloud my nights
Can't put our lives on pause
They're sending people back to die
I'm making light of my broken heart
And nothing here feels right
I feel myself inside my skin crawling to get out
I feel my mind slipping away to doubt
I miss your touch but I admit that I don't miss those times
And now I feel a peace that's new inside
In our lifetime, we will decide, to own our own lives and forgiveness
I hope we get sleep, and find ways to keep moving on in our separate ways
In our lifetime, we will decide, to own our own lives and forgiveness
I hope we get sleep, and find ways to keep moving on in our separate ways
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7. |
Hysteria
06:30
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Hysteria by Def Leppard
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Albis Brooklyn, New York
Songs, mine and others'. Studio rat: producer, engineer, session musician at Studio G, Russell Street Recording, and Track Tribe Music. Tour dude, pro and DIY. Vegan. Guardian of cats and a couple kids. Proud partner of Rikki Will. DIY Punk at heart. Rocknroll Lifer. ... more
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