1. |
SPIRΔLS
01:08
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2. |
DOPΔMINE IN FLIGHT
03:04
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Through no fault of mine, I seem to find myself
In trouble again
Washed hands, tired eyes
Dopamine in flight
Oh, where?
Where are my friends?
We'd get an apartment in Downtown Portland
A glass of water, and a ballpoint pen
We'd get our money, cause nothing else matters
We'd be The Gays™
Cut back your time
Slip up, decline
Oh well
Is this how it ends?
Forget your mind
Dopamine if flight
Don't care
But is this how it ends?
We'd get an apartment in Downtown Portland
A glass of water, and a ballpoint pen
We'd get our money, cause nothing else matters
We'd be The Gays™
We'd get an apartment in Downtown Portland
A glass of water, and a ballpoint pen
We'd have no mobey, cause it doesn't matter
We'd be The Gays™
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3. |
Δ CONVERSΔTION
03:35
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You're on your own again
It's nice to see you
Someone meaner than me
Wouldn't have opened the door
Where did we leave off?
Where did I take you last time?
I won't make you leave,
I'll only ask "why?"
Paralyze your self
And analyze your flaws
Remember:
Don't forget why you came,
And what you want
I'm falling asleep,
Don't share your secrets
You didn't hear this from me:
I guess the world is ending
You said that last time,
I don't believe it
The world is burning!
It smells like plastic!
Paralyze your self
And analyze your flaws
Remember:
Don't forget why you came,
And what you want
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4. |
THETIC
03:42
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I'm not faking but I wish I was,
Wish I was
Cause every E.T. person's doing it just because
Click back, I thought you were an Elliott,
Elliot
I guess the spaceship must have made its way to hell and back
I'm kinda shaken but I'm standing still,
Standing still
You're kinda not okay, and has it always been like this?
Isosceles triangles in my head,
In my head
The equilaterals, the circles, and the lines are dead
If he looks like the sun,
Then that's why he's so hard to look at
If he sounds like your lungs,
he's broken and slightly unraveled
But you can't look away,
He's burning your eyes, and your senses
If he looks like the sun,
Then that's why he's so hard to look at
Steady now (x2)
Pick your self up, it's not the others' fault
You really should be using all the little things you bought
I guess my standards of aesthetic grew,
Thetic grew
Seattle's murderers are making much more art than you
It's almost like you think silence is a character trait
Your alien signals are showing up a decade late
I can count on one hand every single word that you wrote
You're pretending to be all chilly up in that fur coat
If he looks like the sun,
Then that's why he's so hard to look at
If he sounds like your lungs,
he's broken and slightly unraveled
But you can't look away,
He's burning your eyes, and your senses
If he looks like the sun,
Then that's why he's so hard to look at
What don't I see in me that I see in him? (x4)
If he looks like the sun,
Then that's why he's so hard to look at
If he sounds like your lungs,
he's broken and slightly unraveled
But you can't look away,
He's burning your eyes, and your senses
If he looks like the sun,
Then that's why he's so hard to look at
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5. |
RΔTIOCINΔTION
02:43
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I'm not sleepy, but my eyes are tired
Maybe my body's right, and my mind is lying
Can't really trust it anymore these days
My click backs, incredibly, are all the rage
Stare at the wall if it makes you happy
Does it make you happy?
Stare at the wall if it's what you wanna do
Does it make you?
Sleep on the floor if it makes you happy
Does it make you happy
Sleep on the floor if it's what you wanna do
Does it make you?
"Looks like it's raining," that's what my brain says
"I couldn't agree more," that's what my brain says
"I know that I'm wrong" - a thought from my doubt
All my favorite songs, they wore themselves out
Stare at the wall if it makes you happy
Does it make you happy?
Stare at the wall if it's what you wanna do
Does it make you?
Sleep on the floor if it makes you happy
Does it make you happy
Sleep on the floor if it's what you wanna do
Does it make you?
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6. |
SΔTIN RIBBONS
03:25
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Can't we look back on all we've done?
We're all just kids until we're not
Some of us think it's all been done
We're fired up and then we're not
We fight our fires with empty words
The satin ribbons ripped and burned
And now we've won it
diamonds, gold
But that won't happen, it's far too old
And after all we've done, we blame the year
But I think there's something more
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7. |
SIRENS
02:04
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8. |
GREENΔNDBLUEΔNDBLUE
03:13
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Green leaves will still exist
Whether I'm under them or not
Fun times with those you hate
And conversations turn into clouds
We are wonderful
And slipping under
We'll count the hours
And slipping under waves
Ivy crawls up my spine
And to my scalp, caressing my mind
We are wonderful
And slipping under
We'll count the hours
And slipping under waves
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9. |
見知らぬ人と話をしないでください
04:06
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I thought it met on all sides
I collate words that mean something to me
Pictures of people laughing
These lines are all made up of threes
It used to come so easily
The past looks nice and warm to me
The grapes above the water
Those triplets whispering in threes
When you first walked in
I thought you somebody else
And I, I know
That Tantalus didn't have any friends
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10. |
ISOSCELES
01:28
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Liam McFarland Olympia, Washington
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