1. |
Curtains
00:57
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2. |
Fin
03:04
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How could this be the end, it had only began
Something straight from the heart, could be done from the start
Time has started to fade, in a steep retrograde
And I, know I should be afraid
But the curtain’s still up, and I’m naked on stage
Jumping straight through your hoops, for a minimum wage
And I say to myself, everything is okay
Although, I’ve become a cliché
Now bow to the crowd because this is the end
And I know we thought we could always pretend
But the show has closed, it’s the start of the end
I know you know I know
Cue the lights cut the sound
Walla floods 'til we drown
No more script no more lines
No more cuffs to confine
The finale is here without hardly a cheer
That’s a wrap on us dear, the end
And the curtains have closed
No more words were composed
The room’s lit and exposed
And I, feel alone and disposed
Now bow to the crowd because this is the end
And I know we thought we could always pretend
The show has closed, it’s the start of the end
I know you know I know
This is the end
I know you know I know
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3. |
Threads
03:03
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Stitch through the heart so it never falls apart
With a suture, gouge me
Shear off the knot woven thin and tied off taught
With a hot knife seal the key
Deep inside my gas lit mind
Deep inside your mangled bind
Will fall apart and fray
You’ll never see the day
I stitch the threads
Tight as a quilt woven in with all my guilt
Will unravel, shear me
Ripped at the seam pouring out my self esteem
As I hide my empathy
Deep inside my gas lit mind
Deep inside your mangled bind
Will fall apart and fray
You’ll never see the day
I stitch the threads
Deep inside my gas lit mind
Deep inside your mangled bind
Deep inside my gas lit mind
Deep inside your mangled bind
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4. |
T. Hanks
03:16
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Melted candles on my thumb
Empty bottles of wine and rum
Lights flash off and on
Everything I have is gone
No thanks to you
No thanks to you
Plastic wrappers on the floor
Dented drywall from the door
Hard ground I lay upon
Everything I have is gone
No thanks to you
No thanks to you
‘Cause I know, your life is a bore
And I know, you’ve told me before
I do
Broken shutters off the wall
Empty gallows down the hall
Harsh glare from the dawn
Everything I have is gone
No thanks to you
No thanks to you
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5. |
News Flesh
03:53
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I heard that you believe in god
I heard that you had sex with Todd
I thought you came because you cared
Too late I found out that I shared
Stop me
‘Cause I don’t know what to do
I was so in love with you
And I know it’s better never hearing the news
I heard that you agreed to leave
I heard that you would let me be
I thought you said you’d come alone
Too late I’m sick and should have known
Stop me
‘Cause I don’t know what to do
I was so in love with you
And I know it’s better never hearing the news
I’m falling down from your head to your toes
And I don’t know why I can’t
See you through this lens
That I wear to show all that you are
I’ll follow you into the sun
Stop me
‘Cause I don’t know what to do
I was so in love with you
And I don’t know what to do
I was so in love with you
And I don’t know what to do
I was so in love with you
And I know it’s better never hearing the news
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6. |
Interlude
00:59
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7. |
Show Me Yourself
03:14
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You showed me yourself
You showed me yourself, and I can see now
You are the bed that I laid upon and you’re made of stone
You’re shot through the heart
You’re shot through the heart, cause you’re self destructive
The poison darts that were shot at you can only go so far
You showed me you tried
You showed me you could
You’re not that bad, but you’re not that good
Now can I get on with my life
You showed me yourself
You showed me yourself, and I can see now
I want to leave but I need to stay, can you show me how
You’re dazed and confused
You’re dazed and confused, waiting for something new
I used to dream of a place with you but now it’s cold and blue
You showed me you tried
You showed me you could
You’re not that bad, but you’re not that good
Now can I get on with my life
You showed me pictures by the stairs
A portrait hung with little care
Your hidden garden pushed away
Miles from any sight of day
You showed me you tried
You showed me you could
You’re not that bad, but you’re not that good
Now can I get on with my life
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8. |
Of The Obviously
04:03
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Have you seen my girl?
The one with the curls
And the curious smile
Don’t you know what I mean?
Flashing something obscene
With a glint from her ring
Cigarette Listerine
With your tongue in my cheek
And your eyes of mystique
I see
Of the obviously
Of the obviously
Have you seen my girl?
Brushed in leather and lace
In a velvet embrace
Where’s your sanctuary?
Down on sunset and vine
Drinking whiskey and wine
Refuge of misery
Hold my hand as we go
Through the door of unknown
I see
Of the obviously
Of the obviously, girl
Don’t you know I’m dead?
Without you in my head
Where’d you go my friend?
I’ll follow you to the end
Of the obviously
Of the obviously, girl
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9. |
Lost Inside My Head
04:09
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Oh no, I’m lost inside my head again
So what
Glass jars of rubbing alcohol is all
Clear cut
I know you tried
I know you lied
I feel you getting closer, each and every day
I hear you screaming louder, still too far away
Oh no, I’m swimming in my sweat it’s wet
At night
Dim light is all that I can see and be
All right
I know you tried
I know you lied
I feel you getting closer, each and every day
I hear you screaming louder, still too far away
I feel you getting closer, each and every day
I hear you screaming louder, still too far away
Still too far away
Can’t see through today
Still too far away
Might be my last day
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