1. |
Pick Up The Phone
03:26
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Verse 1:
Message received from satellite,
Message received in the dead of night, it said:
Press start for a second life,
Let's play this game for a second time!
Treachery, oh treacherous device;
I'd say no but it feels quite nice,
Something dormant in my mind awakes,
Takes me back to a place.
Chorus:
It's unclear, it's not fair, but
Any time at all I will answer your calls,
I'm not here, but I'm there, oh
Any time at all you know you've only got to
Pick up the phone!
Verse 2:
One discreet beep, I know you're there,
All the memories that we still share.
Haunted by a spectre of what could be;
Taking whatever you offer me.
Unprepared for what will come,
I'm on my way, I'm on the run,
Something dormant in my mind awakes,
Takes me back to the place.
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2. |
Left, Right
03:22
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Verse 1:
Another cold, dark life, and
I'm out in the night,
The saboteur creeps, you'll
Never break line of sight.
He's quick with a knife,
I'm trembling, damp sweat;
Why did I agree to fight?!
Cuz what's wrong feels right,
A feather in hand, and
Blood spurting into the light.
And my bones feel tight, I'm
Locked up, help me,
I'm on borrowed time!
Verse 2:
At my behest
They took a strange request, and
They did their best but
I'm still unsatisfied; I guess
I need a rest, you know
Alarm bells beep every
Moment I sleep, don't
Mistake this mess for
Anything less than
What it is, a
Broken kid, I didn't
Make this bed but
I will lie in it, well
It's all that I have
Left, right?
Chorus:
Whispering tongue,
Wandering gaze,
Errant mind.
(What's wrong feels right, I wont sleep tonight)
Verse 3:
So maybe you'll agree, or
Maybe not, we'll see,
I'm known to divide the commentary, my
Skills were praised at
Early age, but
The drugs have taken me;
You're not impressed,
Well join the rest, you'll
Get no refunds, dear.
Define what you mean by
Underachieved: I've got the
Money right here!
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3. |
The Insider
03:14
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Verse 1:
They say the kind of tricks that work outside you
Understating everything about you
But this is where you came from
This is what you did before I heard you...
Bridge:
(Say you want more but you
Can't break free with your
Plain clothes on
The insider)
Chorus:
Falling in a similar space to you, you got
Your eyes on a separate prize, and looking
Through it all, I see you sit tall, just
Praying that you can hold on tight to
Your own space.
Verse 2:
There's something wrong with the
Case, uncertainty, and I'm
Wondering why you always
Stand so close to me?
Foreign fixes with a
Grown-up cure, but you're
Leafing through the sticks with the
Problems you disown.
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4. |
Procrastination
03:01
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Verse 1:
Since I was a little boy
I did my best at doing nothing;
Well that''s something that
A boy could waste his life at, and
Never tire of doing nothing.
Chorus:
Procrastination, it's what I do best
(I'm a lazy shit, I'm a lazy shit, yeah)
Procrastination, I've got to get it off my chest
(I'm a lazy shit, I'm a lazy shit, yeah)
Procrastination, well there's nothing else left
(I'm a lazy shit, I'm a lazy shit, yeah)
Procrastination...
Verse 2:
I'd get a job but I can't be bothered,
I'd rather sit and watch daytime TV, i'll
Get round to it tomorrow.
I'd get a car but I can't drive, I
Feel like I'll be learning for the rest of my life
Or at least until I die
Bridge:
Well maybe, yes, I'm lazy but
It's really not as crazy as
It seems;
I may not be productive or constructive but at least
I've got a dream.
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5. |
What's Your Intention?
03:13
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Verse 1:
Show me the way it's all laid out for you,
When every little thing you did was my way,
Just for a sign, always out of time,
In the shape of a cast-off living
With you from the start.
Chorus 1:
Do we have a problem here,
Is it just a waste of time?
You can help me disappear, if you'll only
Take what's mine,
I don't have a stake in you, only
Cuz my hands are tied,
Do we have a problem here,
Do we have a problem here?
Verse 2:
Waiting for a cross to bare instinctively,
Hard-wired all the way deep inside of me,
Tried to turn away but you beat me to it,
Always happy to share your place, but you
Sleep with one eye open.
Chorus 2:
Do we have a problem here,
Is it just a waste of time?
You can help me disappear, if you'll only
Take what's mine, oh:
This feeling that I've got
Will haunt me to my grave;
I'm naked and ashamed, oh
Whatcha doin??
This feeling that I've got
Will never go away,
and still, it wont be named, oh,
Whatcha doin??
Verse 3:
Show me the way it's all laid out for you,
When every little thing you did was my way,
Tried to turn away but you beat me to it,
Always happy to share your place, but you
Sleep with one eye open.
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