1. |
Killing An Afternoon
04:39
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Soft vines down to your hazel eyes
Topped off with a secret smile
We've got plans to devise
Souls red baby don't lose your breath
Because I'll love you to death
Jungle cats in our heads
And what softens the pain
Only comes out at night
Killing an afternoon
Kissing morning goodnight
Kaleidoscopic brain
Wrapped in your arms so tight
Killing an afternoon
My afternoon delight
Oh, when we put this fire out
Baby you'll be without
A place to lay down
Oh, baby it seems to me
That we were meant to be
I speak for the gasoline
And what softens the pain
Only comes out at night
Killing an afternoon
Kissing morning goodnight
Kaleidoscopic brain
Wrapped in your arms so tight
Killing an afternoon
My afternoon delight
Silhouette
Hand me a cigarette
I'm just so glad we met
Phonetic alphabet
Baby lets go
Baby lets go
Baby lets go
Baby lets go
And what softens the pain
Only comes out at night
Killing an afternoon
Kissing morning goodnight
Kaleidoscopic brain
Wrapped in your arms so tight
Killing an afternoon
My afternoon delight
Silhouette
Hand me a cigarette
I'm just so glad we met
Phonetic alphabet
Baby lets go
Baby lets go
Baby lets go
Baby lets go
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2. |
Apollo
03:57
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Hazy seltzer stain
Hydroxylic rain
It's hard to self sustain
Boredom overgrows
Playing with my toes
That's just how it goes
Come with me
Let's run away
Beyond the stars
Beyond the bay
Fly with me
Onto the moon
Sultan swing
And sailor swoon
I think I lost my brain
Wrapped in cellophane
That's how I stay sane
Keeping my eyes closed
Playing with chemicals
That's just how it goes
Come with me
Let's run away
Beyond the stars
Beyond the bay
Fly with me
Onto the moon
Sultan swing
And sailor swoon
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3. |
Couscous
03:06
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Oh my god, I'm flowing like a river running dry
In my gut a vacancy takes a bullet's size
Back home
Call me
Back home
I sell my soul, a soiled snake-eyed stranger stole my clothes
I sell my soul, a wicked one-eyed wanderer holy ghost
Back home
Call me
Back home
You know that I want you
You know that I want you
You know that you're mine
You know that you're mine
You say that it's over
You say that it's over
You know that I'll die
You know that I'll die
I feel it coming
I feel it burning
My sour skin
My sour skin
The sun is beating
The blood is leaving
Hate to admit
I hate to admit
You look so good with that gun in your hand
And I'm tired, oh so tired of crawling in the sand
You know that I want you
You know that I want you
You know that you're mine
You know that you're mine
You say that it's over
You say that it's over
You know that I'll die
You know that I'll die
You said you won
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4. |
Rickshaw
03:47
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Lost the night to the day glow
Plastic love on the radio
Call me again
I bet all my chips
It's breaking my wrists
Sick feral shit
Some judgmental twist
I'm ready for it
All of the things that I got you wanted
But it's too bad that you can't afford it
Calling me up on my phone ignore it
When I'm not high, yeah, my life seems boring
All of the things that I got you wanted
But it's too bad that you can't afford it
Calling me up on my phone ignore it
When I'm not high, yeah, my life seems boring
Oh oh oh
When I'm not high, yeah, my life seems boring
Oh oh oh
When I'm not high, yeah, my life seems boring
Oh oh oh
When I'm not high, yeah, my life seems boring
Oh oh oh
When I'm not high, yeah, my life seems boring
Suck and ride on the weekend
Toss my eyes off the deep end
Taking my lunch and my gut
Fucking me up just enough
What I'll give up for a puff
I swear I'll never give it up
I spent all my rent
I'll do it again
I'm ready for it
All of the things that I got you wanted
But it's too bad that you can't afford it
Calling me up on my phone ignore it
When I'm not high, yeah, my life seems boring
All of the things that I got you wanted
But it's too bad that you can't afford it
Calling me up on my phone ignore it
When I'm not high, yeah, my life seems boring
Oh oh oh
When I'm not high, yeah, my life seems boring
Oh oh oh
When I'm not high, yeah, my life seems boring
Oh oh oh
When I'm not high, yeah, my life seems boring
Oh oh oh
When I'm not high, yeah, my life seems boring
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5. |
Further
05:27
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Cold like a mock sun
Sour on my tongue
Pennies and water guns
Further we'll run
When there's nowhere to go
Rest in our souls
Rest in our souls
When there's nowhere to go
Rest in our souls
Rest in our souls
Fake candy cigarettes
I'm pulling your leg
We're just having fun
Further we'll run
Further we'll run
When there's nowhere to go
Rest in our souls
Rest in our souls
When there's nowhere to go
Rest in our souls
Rest in our souls
We'll be all alone
Wearing different clothes
Further we'll run
Further we'll run
We'll be all alone
Wearing different clothes
Further we'll run
Further we'll run
Pleased to meet you
Pleased to meet you
Pleased to meet you
Pleased to meet you
Pleased to meet you
Pleased to meet you
Pleased to meet you
We'll be all alone
Wearing different clothes
Further we'll run
Further we'll run
We'll be all alone
Wearing different clothes
Further we'll run
Further we'll run
When there's nowhere to go
Rest in our souls
Rest in our souls
When there's nowhere to go
Rest in our souls
Rest in our souls
When there's nowhere to go
Rest in our souls
Rest in our souls
When there's nowhere to go
Rest in our souls
Rest in our souls
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