1. |
Hell Yes
03:06
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Oh porcelain doll, the mirror's like hell
See your reflection, see "Fascination"
You bit my lip, and I thought "Oh this is it!"
"Don't Say A Word" and tell me to feel
What I already know you're thinking
Scream out loud, let blood roll off off off off your palms
Love is piss and shit, do you really want it?
(Hell yes)
So come on me, come on my face
come on my legs, come on my lips
And show me your soul and I'll show you mine
Oh pussy doll, your mirror's like hell
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2. |
Names
03:36
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Are you nervous? I can tell,
By the way that you hold your drink,
Come close, My Dear, and tell me,
I wanna know your name,
How long have you lived in this town?
And why haven't I seen you around?
It's been a while for me, I admit,
It's hard to feel when you fuck like this,
You look like everyone else,
Is it good? 'Cause I can't tell,
The difference between this place and Hell,
You're beautiful, yeah, I'll admit,
It's hard to feel when you fuck like this,
You look like everyone else,
You fuck like everyone else,
I wanna be everyone else,
You look like everyone else.
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3. |
California
02:52
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Do you still believe in ideas? Oh! Congratulations!
You've won this summer's prize!
Glass eyes, 45's, record heat and, and, and,
Off limit porn at home,
Does that surprise you? No, I don't,
No, I don't dream, I don't dream, no, I don't!
Am I rich in gold? Hell no!
But I've built mansions,
I've built mansions with stone,
Never found a way to make you home,
Never lost a way, never lost nothin',
In California, I'm never lost, never lost, never lost,
In California, I've never lost, never lost, never lost,
In California, I'm never lost in California,
Late night on the couch, sweet tooth, sweet you,
Sweep you right off of your feet!
You can't replace something new with used parts,
Like dirty hearts, black arts,
I'm playing my ribs like the vibes,
like the vibes, like the vibes?
In California, I like the vibes in California.
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4. |
Kismet
02:05
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Bunny-in-Love, amend me,
Our mystery is ending,
Your things, your place and your veins,
Kiss me, kiss me, kismet, kismet,
You're a guide into the evening,
Blue, summer night, My Darling,
Your hand, your eyes and your home,
Sway me, sway me, kismet, kismet,
And we'll go wild, all the time
And we'll go wild, every night.
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5. |
Weird Weird
03:54
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Morning's a fight, stillness of her breath,
Hides nothing of regret,
Plastic cups, stale cigarettes,
This is what we get for thinking that,
Nothing is real, nothing is real,
What we've done, I can't say the words,
It's taboo,
But you're crazy, you're crazy for thinking that,
She's in love with you, she's not in love with you,
One night of fucking, stillness of warm beds,
This is what we get for thinking that,
Nothing is real.
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6. |
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I am a body, skin, organ, brain,
Blood, oh my blood,
I get cold, my hands turn red,
My lips chap, my nose runs,
My body angles, curves and grows,
I grow tall but I'll die too,
My heart, it beats so fast when I get close to you,
I laugh when you touch my neck,
I can't stand it, kiss me quick!
When I'm holding on to you I feel warm,
You do too,
When we take off all our clothes,
We are alone in your room,
You taste sweet on my tongue,
Bit my lips, fingertips,
Kiss your neck, chest and hip,
Then I get closer,
I taste tickling, sweat is sweet,
Your face hides beneath the sheet,
Your spine curves, touch of the nerves,
You breathe fast, you breathe fast
I am going down on you,
Going down, down on you.
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7. |
In the Snow, Pt 1
06:41
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The rain and snow, the heat, my head
I search and search for safer lands
My hands they burn, the cold, the ground
I search and search but no one is found
The size of earth, it's hard to breathe
I lost my map, I cannot see
The deer and trees, they watch for me
They lead the way so tenderly
In the snow
The dark it comes before the sun
I'm lost in snow I still move on
the rain, the dark, the cold, my legs
I'm strained and weak, hungry and lost
There is no light, I'm terrified
I've lost my strength, I cannot find
A light to guide my endless search
You must be hear, my hope, my dear
In the snow
No sleep, no rest, I watch the sun
Raise its face, it's finally dawn
The light, the gleam, the birds, they sing
Where you are, come back to me!
My search it drags on and on
Until I find your warmth, your arm
I will not cease, I'll continue to breathe
You are still a mystery to me
In the snow
Where are you!?
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8. |
Kierkegaard!
04:05
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I want to be led to my own discovery,
I will discover my own revelation,
I will reveal my own realization,
'Cause these are my empty fields,
The moss clings fresh to ancient rocks,
When I feel lost, I know I'll never be found,
I will never return,
The wind sweeping over my head,
Gives birth to red cheeks,
I've never seen red like that,
I've never felt such grass,
'Cause these are my empty fields.
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9. |
The L.A. Dodgers Fan
03:17
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I feel chlorine, I want to call you,
I don't want to be mean,
You're cute in a bathing suit!
Pushing books on Acker and Adler,
This isn't a revelation,
Aren't you fascinated by my mystery?
I'm clever, I am dark,
An open heart or book, or oak and wild reed,
Do you mean to say you dream,
Of me like I dream of you?
I don't know you,
Never mind the weather, never mind the sun,
Things aren't getting better, forget what I have done,
Feed me your laughter, feed me your hunger,
Feed me your water, feed me your things,
I don't know you,
Yes, I am a pervert,
I want to feel you under that shirt,
I want to kiss you in the street,
Where these drunks can see,
I want to break your ankle,
Then mend your feet,
My I is a parentheses, incomplete,
I don't know you, (but) I adore you.
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I am a map when you are a land,
I am a ship when you are the wind,
I am a song when you are a sound,
I am a pen when you are a voice,
I know it's not much, it's the best I can do,
My gift is my song, this one's for you,
I am a name and you are.
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