1. |
Waves
01:13
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2. |
Concerning Ireland
04:52
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Well you can be my saviour
Amber at dusk,
I can feel my heart
Skipping through the rain.
Your words may seem little,
But words can be enough
To get me jumping
To the other side of the Earth.
So, I roll the dice for Connemara streak
Well at least I got something to believe in,
And I fantasize but then I realise,
That this pain between us will never leave.
So how many times did you explain?
“Peace of mind is religion, peace of mind is dread!”
How many times did you complain?
“Peace of mind is religion, peace of mind is dread!”
It so hard to be bright to find our little spot,
Well, under the sunshine lies a broken heart.
And even through our sadness and calling of names,
I wanna freeze us in a polaroid of bliss.
So how many times did you forget?
“Peace of mind is religion, peace of mind is dread!”
So how many times did you forget?
“Peace of mind is religion, peace of mind is dread!”
And oh the Glory, I can see it in her eyes
It was just little fantasies and little white lies
Say what you wanna say, I feel it rising up
From the beauty of Westport to Galway where we died.
You say “I’m bad”, I say your good, you say:
“Life, it ain’t Hollywood!”
You say I’m dumb, I say your good, you say:
“Life, it ain’t Hollywood!”
So how many times did you forget?
“Peace of mind is religion, peace of mind is dread!”
How many times did you forget?
“Peace of mind is religion, peace of mind is dread!”
How many times did you forget?
“Peace of mind is religion, peace of mind is dread!”
How many times?
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3. |
GTFU
04:49
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I lie to everyone around me, lie cos I surely can
Then complain about it later like it’s an offence
My poor esoteric soul, crushed against the blue sea
Please just say something and save me.
It’s my high school diploma and all my friends are dead to me
Australia’s burning but all I can think about is “Oh, poor me!”
It’s a hard life, I fantasize all about the different ways I could die in my sleep
It’s a million different reasons not to get up and leave
I complain about all I can complain about, don’t you fucking agree?
Please just say something and save me,
In an hour or so, my therapist’s bored to tears
Well, at least you’ve got something later to hear
It’s my high school diploma and all my friends are dead to me
Australia’s burning and all I can think about is “Oh, poor me!”
It’s a hard life, I fantasize all about the different ways I could die in my sleep
It’s a million different reasons not to get up and leave
It’s my high school diploma and all my friends are dead to me
Australia’s burning and all I think is you and me
It’s my own heartbreak and how you left a whole inside of me
We were both burning but all I could think was “Oh, poor me!”
Its a hard life, I fantasize all about the different ways I could die in my sleep
Its a million different reasons not to get up and leave
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4. |
Red Herring
05:27
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It took us 6 hours,
From Portree to Glasgow.
And I think you slept through it all,
What an angel, what an angel.
And now we’re driving through,
The archaic hills of Ireland
And the isles they speak to us
“Seven angels, seven angels.”
And you went something like:
“Maybe this thing should’ve passed,
Maybe this thing shouldn’t last for so long, so
Leave me stranded on an isle, now that we’re miles,
Miles apart
…and it sure hurts when it stabs the heart”
It took us 3 hours,
From Venice to Belfast
You were nervous, you wanted it to pass
But it went by so fast.
I took us all the ale,
Hell beyond the veil,
And all the nights in the drizzling rainfall
That made us realise, that we were both petrified
Of one another
And I went something like:
Maybe this thing should’ve changed,
Maybe this thing shouldn’t last for so long, so
Leave me stranded on an isle, now that we’re miles,
Miles apart
…and it sure hurts when it stabs the heart
Maybe this thing should’ve changed,
Maybe this thing shouldn’t last for so long, so
Leave me stranded on an isle, now that we’re miles,
Miles apart
…and it sure hurts when it stabs the heart
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5. |
Galway
04:24
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Blurry eyed, I can’t see
I can’t be the one to put your trust in me
And guide us back to our home,
There at the Air BnB
How can you be like that?
All too sad with me
On the night when the river danced
And the holy chance of you and me
How we cursed our tongues, split our mouths
to the same degree
How you pull my strings
How you make me sing
and how you make me believe
How you pull my strings
How you make me sing
and how you make me believe that
You don’t love
You don’t love
You don’t love
You don’t love
“All lies, lullabies won’t help you to your dreams
As it goes way back to the roots from your family tree
And it breaks my
heart and my soul, when you lose control
when you pin my head to the stone-cold wall
and it breaks my heart to see you drenched in fear
But it reminds me of
all the times,
and the sudden cries,
and uncertain demises
wishful thinking,
and all our fights
please just believe in yourself.
When the music doesn’t speak to ya
And all I ever wanted was from ya,
was not to stay the same and not say those words again, cos
I do love
I do love
I do love
I do love”
Who are you?
To say that.
Who are you?
To proclaim that
Who are you?
To say that.
Who are you?
To end it like that.
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6. |
Empty Houses
04:15
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It’s a whole lot of mess,
Well, I’ve got mine
A little more than you can
Handle all the time.
And I feel it moving
Through the heart and spine
Its pins and needles
And sentimental lies.
You’ve got me good
I knew you would
You’ve got me good
And now we’re burning it down.
You’ve got demons
Well, I’ve got mine
But with your holy water,
I just go blind.
And right in your head
Empty houses and lanes,
I’m afraid of you
Driving me insane
You’ve got me good
I knew you would
You’ve got me good
And now we’re burning it down.
And I yearned for the time when we both lied
About some half assed future back in sight,
And you walked out of the car on the saddest days
At the side of the road with the pouring rain
And I guess I could say that I wanna follow you
But you never asked for good company,
No you never asked for good company,
You’ve got me good
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7. |
Boats
03:55
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I recall your eyes and the silent screams
Thank god it was just a dream
We took a boat ride out to the sea
Something you said you wanted to see
And I felt almost everything
A gush of wind knocked something over
But I couldn’t tell what was in the water
I ran out to the dock and saw you clenchin’, screamin’ and accepting
That I wouldn’t be the one who does the liftin’
“How did you know that?
Was it something I said?
Love anybody
Love anybody, but me.”
I recall your eyes and the silent scream
Thank god it was just a dream
We took a boat ride out to the sea
Something you said you wanted to see
And I felt almost everything
“How did you know that?
Was it something I said?
Love anybody
Love anybody, but me.”
It all comes back to me
Screaming
It all comes back to me
Fighting
“How did you know that?
Was it something I said?
Love anybody
Love anybody, but me.”
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8. |
IDLY
06:58
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You can’t change
No one can,
It’s all the same
Without sense
I don’t wanna lose it all again.
I helped you sleep
When you drowned
Helped you weep
Without a sound.
I just wanna have it all, again.
But if you don’t feel the same
Well I guess that I’m the one to blame.
And if I can’t lend a hand
Then I guess that I’m not the one who mends.
I won’t accept this,
I just can’t.
I wanna love you,
Without restraint.
I wanna have it all again.
“I can’t take it
You’re too weak.
I wanna dream
When I sleep
I wanna have me,
For me.
But if you don’t feel the same
Well I guess that I’m the one to blame.
And if I can’t lend a hand
Then I guess that I’m not the one who mends.”
And If this earth
Breaks us apart
And the skies above us
Tear right through us
“Then I guess, that I must be truer than true
When I say this to you
I don’t love you
I don’t love you
I don’t love, anymore.”
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9. |
The Burns
03:51
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Well I guess you’re far deeper
Then you’d ever admit
And it breaks me once again.
And I’m pretty sure that those celebs
Just drive you insane
I find it kinda funny, I find it kinda sad.
And I guess those songs
About shit you wanted to hide
Were it personal, were it mine?
Its absurd you see yourself worth my damn time
A freaking saviour?
Are you outta your mind?
Hopeless and tragic, fucking satanic
I wanna burn you down,
Burn you down!
Endless panic, so damn savage
I wanna turn you around,
Turn you around.
Do you remember how you let it all turn to waste?
You never cared for, and you never will!
And I guess your smooth tongue may save you someday
But to me, you were never really right
Hopeless romantic, always frantic,
I wanna burn you down,
Burn you down!
Sad and manic, endless damage
I wanna turn you around,
Turn you around!
Hopeless and tragic, fucking satanic
I wanna burn you down,
Burn you down!
Endless panic, so damn savage
I wanna turn you around,
Turn you around.
Hopeless romantic, always frantic,
I wanna burn you down,
Burn you down!
Sad and manic, endless damage
I wanna turn you around,
Turn you around!
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10. |
Retros
05:56
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It’s the fall of family
the weaker man,
How can it be?
The same old story and the same old decree.
Months pass now, season change
It’s still in me
The same mistakes without a break and, man
I try to change it,
I try so damn hard
But I’m dumb
And even my therapist’s bored to death
And I hate the feeling
Of losing dread
How can it be?
That you’re doing better without me
How can you feel the way you don’t wanna feel
How can you say something that you don’t want to say?
So why don’t you
Point break my soul
When heaven let's go
And all I feel
It’s in my blood and in my own veins
Point break my heart
When heaven breaks apart
And all I see
It’s not in you, it’s in me
The hallow winds
from a perfect storm
What did they say?
When you saw me leaving with tears on my face?
And man, I thanked you a lot
but clearly not enough
To break away from this farce of a man, and
I try to change it,
I try so damn hard
I really wanna be,
Far better than this and far better than what
you made me out to be
made me out to feel
a better man,
someone that never asks and never never
how can you feel the way you dont wanna feel
How can you say something you don’t want to say
So why don’t you
Point break my soul
When heaven let's go
And all I feel
It’s in my blood and in my own veins
Point break my heart
When heaven breaks apart
And all I see
It’s not in you, it’s in me
how can you feel the way you dont wanna feel
How can you say something you don’t want to say
So why don’t you
Point break my soul
When heaven let's go
And all I feel
It’s in my blood and in my own veins
Point break my heart
When heaven breaks apart
And all I see
It’s not in you, it’s in me
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11. |
Wasted Lullabies
07:11
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And I feel us intoxicated
Fucking wasted.
And the music, the lights
How they shine on us
Right through us.
And come by 3 AM,
When it all gets outta hand.
And all will fall right through
Your eyes.
Wasted lullabies.
Can’t you feel them?
Do you even feel?
This dark cloud inside your mind,
It’s just alcohol.
And come by morning light when all should be fine
It’s nothing at all.
And if by the grace of dying Gods,
that you don’t feel alive.
Then all I wanna say is:
I’m glad to know you.
Heavy echoes in the streets,
How they make you feel
So damn weak.
Without compassion, without restraint
It’s the movies
That we wanna see
And come by 3 AM,
When it all goes out of hand.
And all will fall right through
Your eyes.
Wasted lullabies.
Can’t you feel them?
Do you even feel?
This dark cloud inside your fragile mind,
It’s just alcohol.
And come by morning light when all should be fine
It’s nothing at all.
And if by the grace of dying Gods,
that you don’t feel alive.
Then all I wanna say is:
I’m glad to know you.
And it’s the same amount of rain
And constant pain
I’m a heartless bastard without much shame
My heart’s torn and scorn and fucking lame
Without the feeling of constant pain.
And I guess my ex was right
I’m depressed and cannot fight
But at least I feel, At least I feel!
So please believe when I sing
These words to you
Truer than true,
This dark cloud inside you fragile mind,
It’s not alcohol.
And come by morning light when all should be fine
It’s nothing at all.
And if by the grace of dying Gods,
that you don’t feel alive.
Then all I wanna say is:
I’m glad to know you.
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12. |
Imaginary Conversations
07:16
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This is the part when I finally say
And tell you about how you caused me pain
I’m angry and sad and I don’t feel quite the same
Like I did that day when we were both ok
“I think you better stop before you start,
Telling the same stories from your heart,
I’ve heard it all before and it shakes me through the core,
You better think before we cause another storm.”
Well you don’t respect me you never did,
All the words I said were seen as dirt,
And I deserve better, I deserve to be heard
But my voice cracks as soon as you shake my earth.
“Well again you’re grasping at straws,
I tried my best to mend it and not let it fall,
But I guess if something’s not meant to be
Then please believe, when I say just let it be”
But you never tried, you never did!
Your words made me feel like I’m a dumb piece of shit,
And when my father died you didn’t help me feel
I was yearning for you, hoping that you would to!
“How can you put this blame on me?
I try my hardest to make a blind man see
I suffer too and I there’s a heartache in me
Don’t you remember, I had the saddest tear?”
This is the part when I finally say,
That I’m sorry for the words I said,
I’m a bag of mess with overbearing dread,
Just a sad guy, emotionally too complex
“We both feel it’s better being apart,
We knew it from the bottoms of our hearts,
Science with art will always crash real hard,
But in the end, it’s better to be distant friends”
…and now that the heart is the chest, I wish you all the best.
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