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dirty grins
02:00
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it's a lot colder when the sun goes down
and we're left with our skins to revel in
each step is a risk out in the cold
taking our chances to make it count
make it count
we're what we've got
scraps, grins and change
to live how we want
make it count
these hours and days
mean so much more
more than I can say
babe, you set the world on fire tonight
I think my feet never touched the ground
your heart and your words same the same song
the same song that your heart knew it found
make it count
we're what we've got
scraps, grins and change
to live how we want
make it count
these hours and days
mean so much more
more than I can say
that heart that you pinned up on your sleeve
is the same one we'd seen get burst before
living hearts at night got dirty
and your dirty grins are fucking beautiful
make it count
we're what we've got
scraps, grins and change
to live how we want
make it count
these hours and days
mean so much more
more than I can say
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hunny bunny
00:43
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walking in circle no wider than your wingspan
a pint lasts no longer than to start this conversation
the shape of things to come isn't under your thumb
I don't need your visions
visions of failed trajectories
walk these circles no wider than your wingspan
one pint lasts no longer than to start this conversation
so you feel like I might be submitted to your scrutiny
hold up your glass and see a glass of insecurities
your vantage point is 4 feet tall
we won't see eye to eye at all
with that thorn up in your side
and you living,
living on your knees
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tremors
01:27
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when we were young we stayed up all night ready to meet with the sun
now this bed is the place where I lie waiting for sleep to come
tremors start shaking causing my wake
shudder to think, don't dare blink
in one hot breath, the breathless arise
in one hot breath, the breathless the quake
when we were young we stayed up all night ready to meet with the sun
now this bed is the place where I lie waiting for sleep to come
幽霊震え
目を覚ましィ
点滅すること出来へん
熱い息で
金縛り
熱い息で
暗い来ます
when we were young we stayed up all night ready to meet with the sun
now this bed is the place where I lie waiting for sleep to come
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5. |
no reason
01:33
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6. |
turn back 駅バイバイ
01:32
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turn back and turn it again
turn back and turn it again
I'm afraid to wait to long to see your strange eyes looking at me
pulling up my bootstraps and head for the door
my eyes can't stay bright anymore today
turn back and turn it again
turn back and turn it again
I'm afraid to wait to long to see your strange eyes looking at me
cut the golden apple down to it's core
it's just not as sweet anymore this way
ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
turn back and turn it again
turn back and turn it again
I'm afraid to wait to long to see your strange eyes looking at me
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7. |
wheels rusted
03:02
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summers done up and gone
scores hanging 18 to one
wheels rusted I'm walk alone
to that old place I'll call home
I can see I'm down 4 fingers of light
wasted all my time trying to fight
when we all know who shot that score
while I fought face down on the floor
the summers done up and gone
belt's dusty, it hung way too long
everything's just fine, if you you look into the light
the birds all still singing that song
we all know who shot that score
while I fought face down on the floor
seein' I'm down four fingers of light
from wastin' all my time recalling that fight
the summer's done up and gone
breath frozen, it seems there's no sun
on the other side, they got day when I've got night
pull your hood up and move right along
the summer's done up and gone, wheels rusted, I'ma walk alone
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do you?
01:30
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9. |
hollow tone
02:29
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patience echoes in the cracks in the walls,
the cracks in the walls always bracing for your call.
hollow tone...wait for the tone, leave a message at the tone,
the tones faded and stark
stark empty, hollow heart
heavy footsteps, heavy hand, heavy heart
hollow tone...wait for the tone, leave a message at the tone,
the tones faded and stark
stark empty, torn apart
heavy footsteps, heavy hand, heavy heart
hollow tone...wait for the tone, leave a message at the tone,
the tones faded and stark
stark empty, torn apart
is that your finger on the button, your finger on the button, your finger on the dial
is that my finger on the trigger, your finger on the button, my finger on the dial
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rubbish howl
02:14
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they know pigeons and needles know in this city
I know, these cold pair hands, they're forgetting
what do they do for, what do they do for, what do we do for, what are we for?
I know, this accomplice, this isn't pretty.
We wait in unfortunate series in these dark days.
what do they do for, what do they do for, what do we do for, what are we for?what do they do for, what do they do for, what do we do for, what are we for?
this skin, cracked and burning whose hold secrets.
lips speak, winds they carry.
We heard nothing.
I know, this accomplice, this isn't pretty,
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smoke rings
01:56
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riding out the waves in the sea of hopes
maybe there's something out there, sure, in cosmic folds
when we found you crashing in it, you looked so happy
now we're standing out there, wishing you'd ride back
standing out and spinning out and i can't hear you laughing
standing out and spinning out, you left me standing here
and this time I'll be standing here alone
Your shotgun shells are freaking out the crows
In shadows I imagine you chasing after
and now I see I'm chasing after ghosts
waking up and saddling up and I can't hear you laughing
making out and stepping out alone
wishing that this makes us free
Smoke rings spill into the light
one by one
Into this light
cloud filtered sun
In this candid shot, no one knows what you're thinking
all that we can see is that you're stepping
stepping out
And this time l'll be stepping out alone
shotgun shells are freaking out the crows
in shadows I imagine you chasing after
now I see I'm chasing after ghosts
waking up and saddling up and I can't hear you laughing
making out and stepping out alone
Wishing that this is what makes us free
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12. |
受身 no. 1 (ukemi no. 1)
00:21
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