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You're a space invader
Say, what?
Get out of my face
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Moonstrips - Suzette
02:15
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Suzette, you saw me in a picture
Yes you are a permanent fixture
Suzette, you have so many faces
I always see them in many different places
Suzette, you saw me as your witness
And you have always taken care of business
Suzette, you're with me at the station
I always keep it down when you're doing meditation
Flash, bang, you're in so many pictures
Up, down, where will you be next year
Taste, class, where are the real diamonds?
In, out, feeling all the fear
Suzette, you see all that is oblique
And you know that is a gift that is unique
Suzette, I'm always several places
Behind where you are in many different places
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Secrets entwine, curiosity grows
Shadows divine, desire explodes
Oh, just to know
Exquisite femme with the world
In your eyes
The story’s end will tell
Many a side
Desire explodes
Oh, just to know
With the stakes so high
You should have turned and run
Just a glimpse of truth to light the way
Oh, but our spark ignites
When the scent of risk invites
Should handsome strangers
Charm you blind
Imminent danger rolls in tight
Oh, you’d do well to know
With fortunes at stake
Blood will flow
A heart so shrouded over time
A judgement clouded between lines
Tread clear of the diamond dust
Blow by blow
With fortunes at stake
Blood will flow
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Goldblume - Razor
02:08
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We're all friends here.
Accept no names.
We'll if we're friends now - I can eat your face!
I'm so precious.
BABY, you're so vain.
You get over you, and you, and you.
Go hide in the bushes.
Baby, take my place.
Oh what have I become?
It's the same, it's the same, oh! What's in a name?
It's a sayin', it's a sayin', oh! What's in a name!
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5. |
Tom Fielder - The Kramer
04:21
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Most of all I like
making myself high
Slow deep breathing goodbye to the stresses in life
And
Most of all I like
it when I see myself in the front of a mirror get to knowing me
Most of all I like
the sound that it makes
making circular shapes and the way that it tastes and
Most of all I like it
when you’re driving yeah
Do you wanna know yeah do you wanna know
Do you wanna know yeah do you wanna know
Oooh vibrator
Don’t slut shame her
Oooo mass debater
Celebrate her!
Most of all I like
it’s good for my health when I make loves to myself yeah it’s so good for my health and
Most of all I like it
over your desk yeah ye ye in a hot mess
Let’s get into that yeah
Oooh vibrator
Don’t slut shame her
Oooo mass debater
Celebrate her!
Who knew we had
such a wonderland
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It's clever to reverse trams
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Aubergine, aubergine,
If you know what I mean, know what I mean
It's way too clean in this sterile dream
and I'm finding it hard to relate to the scene
Delicious beans! I said delicious beans!
If you know what I mean, I'm keeping it clean.
Wonderful values stamped into your head
and onto your tombstone when you are dead.
Camera Machine, there's a camera machine
watching the criminals keep the streets clean.
Luxury is the final decree
and the traitor was found harboring need...
Don't trust yourself!
Don't trust yourself!
Don't trust yourself
and don't trust anybody else!
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11. |
Self-Love - Flat Earth
00:33
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Red sky bright out
sunset my house
Upstairs my room
black sky no moon
Sleeping dreaming
waking leaving
I don't know you
I don't love you
Do you want to
I don't want to
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A rut so deep may as well be a grave
This sleeping town has left me in my wake
Tired of pacing floors in dead of night
Head in hands I lay here now defeated by the light
So I'm passing through
With these walking blues
A thousand traps are littered on the road
The pavements crack behind me as I go
Consumed by all the things I've left behind
Another futile mile I know I cant escape my mind
What can anybody do
With those walking blues
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Lemondaze - Tremolo
03:15
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I'm tired
I'm tired of all of this
I want to go to sleep
I need
I need to escape
Get me out of my head
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I figured out the truth in the see through Platitudes they’re just a way to spy out a lie
I figured out the truth in you’re see though Platitudes they’re just a way to spy out a lie
I’m shakin my head no as I say no worries
Shakin my head no ‘cause I’m in a god damn hurry tonight
Wear it like a suit stitched from the bullshit of your youth, remove the words that burnt like fire
Tell us not to loose it flip a coin, but kids aren’t stupid
Rest assured, the smallest bets are dire
I figured out the truth in your see through Platitudes they’re just a way to spy out your lies
You’re shakin your head no as you say no worries
Shakin your head no ‘cause you’re In a fuckin hurry this life
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Walk past a yellow fame,
You say you'd like to be there some day
With hair like the nile\now
Bee there.
...I'M EXCITED...
I pray for paper skin,
Sweep my face again.
With hair like the now\Nile
Bee there.
...I'M EXCITED...
Walk past a yellow fame,
You say you'd like to be there some day
With hair like now
Bee dare.
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Shyer - The Only Cure
03:44
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Is this what we’re waking for
Ways to pass time, and yet we’re always craving more
Are we unknowingly anaesthetised
And struck numb from the slightest sore
They say enchantment of the heart is the only cure
But we’re past that part, guessed the ending from the start
Am I not supposed to know by now?
What if I don’t care to find
The heel clicking and hand-kissing kind
That I’m supposed to want
The line between the dream and sleep all too play for the real is just
A sacred place we aim for
Am I awake am I asleep? Well, I ain’t sure, but I should know
Can we just skip to the part where we get undercut
I’ve seen it all too many times, the curtain always closing all too fast.
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Why do you think I wear these clothes?
Don’t look down at me through your crooked nose
I’m not like the rest of you, ya see
I know how to set myself free
Get out of my road I’m nothing to do with you
With your sparrow-hawk eyes, and your voice just a hoot
I’m oblivious to you being around
And when your jaw drops I don’t hear a sound
So don’t hit me with your bad mouth
Have you even seen a different world while I’m down in the south
You moan like a half-buzzed fly
Caught in the same old web to die
Are you satisfied when you’re down in your routine
Everything that flows through your mind is so far from clean
Most of you fell from a dream
The ugliest people I’ve seen
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Golden Bantic - Pink
04:51
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Hey girl I bet you're naked under all that make up
And I can tell it's hard see it in the mirror 'cause it's dark when you wake up
What can I say? I'm a romantic.
Roll around make a fool of myself for the antics
Try conjuring some bliss - but get lost on the trick
'cause you're not a contortionist but there's no time to pick.
I'm not the unfortunatest - and I see you can tell that that ain't a word but i swear that it should be.
It's been dope every time even though I keep losing
It's been dope every time even though I keep losing it.
Hey girl I bet you're naked under all that make up
And i can tell it's hard see it in the mirror 'cause it's dark when you wake up
For the antagonist you're pretty good.
It doesn't matter if we're not quite understood.
I mean I like you but I don't really care
I just wanna get you out of your underwear
But there's more to you than that and I can see it
I don't know if anybody else had perceived it
If a king is what you're needing I can hack it
Just gimme time for all this shit and we can get right back at it.
Hey girl I bet you're naked under all that make up
And I can tell it's hard see it in the mirror 'cause it's dark when you wake up
Think pink. Oh, this could be the right song
Think pink. Oh, doesn't matter if I’m wrong
Think pink. Oh, you could be a right one.
it doesn't matter if we’re gone
Silicone chest but real all the rest and that's only the half of it.
You’ve got a soft face and I’ve got a soft heart and that's my problem with most of this.
So should I think pink?
Hey girl I bet you're naked under all that make up
And I can tell it's hard see it in the mirror 'cause it's dark when you wake up
Think pink. Oh, this could be the right song
Think pink. Oh, doesn't matter if I’m wrong
Think pink. Oh, you could be a right one
It doesn't matter if we’re gone
This could be the right song
Doesn’t matter if I’m wrong
You could be the right one
Doesn’t matter if we’re gone
This could be the right song
Doesn’t matter if I’m wrong
You could be the right one
Doesn’t matter if we’re gone
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I'm not complete
Unless I'm with you boy
A love unique
You bring me so much joy
Not like the others who
Treating me like a fool
Not like you do
(That's something new)
You know you take me so much higher
There's no limit to my desire
Only you, only you got that sweet love
All you do, its a unique love
I'm not complete
Unless I'm with you boy
A love unique
You bring me so much joy
Not like the others who
Treating me like a fool
Not like you do
You know you take me so much higher
There's no limit to my desire
Only you, only you got that sweet love
All you do, its a unique love
Unique Love
Glad I found you
You're the only love I need
Sweet sweet love
Glad I found you
You're the only love I need
Unique Love
Glad I found you
You're the only love I need
Sweet sweet love
Glad I found you
You're the only love I need
Unique Love
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