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Tiny Bodies
02:50
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Only the good die young
So I'll be around
for a thousand years or so
Strutting about in the dark
Bright lights illuminate
not enough pretty faces
Scowl & move along
Only the bold win here
So I'll go ahead
& get settled in
I'll feel at home
being the deviant I am
Until the girls with tiny bodies
begin to leave the room
Scour the room a while
It was if God had
clicked his pocket watch
& began the countdown
So I fed my ego with a drink
I took a lap around the room
My eyes locked & yours did too
We both knew our intentions
So my dear, I think we've won
Savour that glance we had
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2. |
Joy
02:29
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Joy, I'd jump for you
High into the sky
Up higher than I've ever jumped before
Oh, I dream of all the times
When your pigeon-toed goodbyes
Were brash enough
To never take flight
Well, those simple things they always get you down
I guess I'll go & be more passive now
Joy, I'd love for you
To be by my side
So I can feel the breeze again
'Cause it feels as though I have
Encased myself in glass
& I can't see any love getting in
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3. |
Glasgow Kiss
02:37
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I sold my soul for wealth
I guess that's the price I pay for it
But if I threw away all my wit
What would I have?
We've all got egos to keep in check
But mine's just about the best you'll get
After all I'm waging wars with my regrets
& my concealments
If you're wondering
& oh, I think that you are
I've been slipping through the cracks of time
Just hoping,
Hoping that you'd take notice
‘Cause our future never looked so bright
I've never had a Glasgow kiss
I guess that's a way of asking for it
But your violence isn't old fashioned you see
You use your charm to hold me down
& your contempt to beat me up
If you're wondering
& oh, I think that you are
I've been slipping through the cracks of time
Just hoping,
Hoping that you'd take notice
‘Cause we had no flaws in our design
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4. |
Batting 100 Now
03:19
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I'm all torn up about the weekend I just had
I was acting out of character, an extension of who I am
I was a great defier, the warrior
that split the hairs between others
Now I'm the catalyst of all the terrors to come
I was on fire
I'm not even human anymore
I wasn't cold
I could've warmed your heart for hours
I was on fire
But I'm not even badly burned
Well, those Americans
have got their sayings for doing well
They say they're batting a thousand
Well, I'm batting a hundred now
I was the patriarch,
the definition of a proud, learned man
But all those days, they've all gone to shit
I keep throwing myself into flames
just trying to ignite
Orange & yellow warmth tonguing at my sides
I should be gone,
but I could not get closer to a perfect state
Make no mistake; I'm just a man that makes mistakes
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Whale Eye Niagara On The Lake, Ontario
Fueled by impetuous lust for understanding, Whale Eye tells the tale of a journey gone awry & the challenges a man faces in the quest for ultimate happiness.
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