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Burn Us Clean
03:44
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Poison voices draw first blood
It’s to the death
Struggle under weight of temper
Losing breath
Staring at the sun
Burn us clean
Standing still demanding action
Follow blind
Shadows cast on stale intentions
Left behind
Staring at the sun
Burn us clean
Piles of dust and ash are gathered
Carefully
Inky trace of information
Set to seed
Staring at the sun
Burn us clean
Memories hiding
Forming echoes
Sparks fly from her eyes
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2. |
Stitch
03:54
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Make no promises
Sit tight you’ll recover
Act experienced
Make them blow your cover
Clip our wings and set us free
Crash to earth and let us be
Clip our wings and set us free
Crash to earth
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3. |
Patricia Perfect
03:46
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Filling empty spaces
Quickly lost and found
Count the lonely faces
Feel the lonely sounds
Always never on time
Patricia Perfect
Always first to be last
Patricia Perfect
Half a sweet reflection
Ahead but now behind
Repeat the wrong direction
Pretending she’ll be fine
Voices chatter by
Not supposed to cry
Or ever wonder why
Patricia Perfect
Steps out from her past
Never waiting to be asked
So steady in her task
Patricia Perfect
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4. |
The Baco
03:04
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These are my real friends
See for yourself
They cover my apron
They’re under my nails
Stuck in my boot print
Always with me
We drive home together
Watch late night TV
These are my real friends
Take a close look
Smeared on my apron
The rest have been cooked
Tonight is the late shift
With the roaches and rats
We’re in this together
Fighting for scraps
How bout we cut you some kidney
We’ll boil the gristle and brains
Better mop up the grease
And the blood blood blood
Hose it all down the drain
Wrap up the ham and salami
My friends are leaving again
Better mop up the grease
And the blood blood blood
Hose it all down the drain
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5. |
It Seems We're Sinking
03:18
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Didn’t ever listen
Now the right words
Never come
Chase away the silence
When the right words
Never come
Rearranging pieces
But the right words
Never come
They never come
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6. |
Pressing Matters
02:23
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Working from the break of dawn
Whipper snipping all your lawns
Moan at whom it may concern
Muscles ache and lungs will burn
Digging til my throat is dry
Tell me how and ask me why
Shithouse jokes are wearing thin
Just make sure we listen in
Something we should know
Voices on the radio
Something we should know
There’s something we should know
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7. |
Tailspin
05:50
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Wipe away sweat with back of my hand
Anything you need
Just let us know
I yell all kinds of dark shit
But no one dares make the call
Waiting for the rain
With secrets that remain
Dare to make the call
Were we ever here at all
Storms hit
The message changes
Draw lines primed to attack
Eyes peeled
Shiver in the dark
But no one dares make the call
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8. |
House Of Lightning
03:59
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Split
My vision spins
Can’t feel my feet
As the cold sets in
Close
To believe this fiction
In empty hours
Rehearse my lines
Faint
A brief impression
I imagine as
The floorboards creak
Scream
A burst of light
Lick and leap
This flame burns bright
Waves smashing
Waves roll in
You chop them down
Chop them down again
Bones won’t bend
Break in the end
You chop them down
Chop them down again
Waves smashing
Blue turns red
When stars turn white
You chop them down again
Hold the candle light
Gristle pulling tight
House of lightning
Blinding northern light
Grip your subtle knife
House of lightning
You’re invincible
Human cannonball
House of lightning
Freezing terror white
Breathe in deep and fly
House of lightning
Stronger than you know
Hurts to watch you grow
House of lightning
You’re invincible
Human cannonball
House of lightning
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9. |
Dogs Are Dreaming
04:50
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Dogs are dreaming
Check for breathing
Just a reminder
He’ll be there to help
He remembers
The rest is true
Leaves a reminder
He’ll be there to help
Weary and waiting
Time sits still
One more reminder
He’ll be there to help
And all the dogs are dreaming
Takes the stairs slowly
Flicks on the lights
Rubbing the skin
Where his hair used to shine
Scribbles on the door frame
Measure his life
Seeing through the eyes
He once recognised
Dogs are dreaming
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