1. |
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i’m not a lover
i’m just a whore
i’m not a liar
at least i wasn’t before
if you walk away
i won’t lock the door
but if you stay,
baby what’s it all for
i’m not a savior
i’m just a sign
i’m not a singer
o just call this a whine
o but still it all
seems more or less the same
and if you fall
find another name
you say you wanna be free
might have to settle for cheap
you’re tired of looking at me
well you can look where you please
they’re whispering in your ear while they’re pulling your tooth
a lie is just another way of telling the truth
their surgical gloves reaching their way up your thigh
the truth is just another way of telling a lie
you say you wanna be free
well i don’t know what you mean
you say your love don’t come cheap
whatever gets you to sleep
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2. |
Hosting Ghosts
04:16
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there’s many things that she won’t say to me
there’s many things that she won’t say to me
i’m the space in between galaxies
there’s many things that she won’t say to me
stay the night
it’s all right
stay the night, it’s all right
stop being polite
stay the night
it’s all right with me
it’s all right
thinking of you is like being lost at sea
like drowning softly in a minor key
loving you is like being one with everything
just like collapsing gaps in galaxies
stay the night
it’s all right
stay the night, it’s all right
it might be unladylike
stay the night
it’s all right with me
it’s all right with me
hosting ghosts,
i’m afloat,
a vessel in a moat
around your keep
where you sleep
sinking very deep.
eagles fly
in the sky.
don’t you ever wonder why,
o why,
why we even try?
o why,
why we don’t just say goodbye?
stay the night
it’s all right
stay the night
it’s all right
don’t be so goddamn polite
stay the night
it’s all right with me
it’s all right
stay the night
it’s all right
allison
o you’re the one
allison
you’re the one for me
o why can't you be?
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3. |
Hyperballad
05:50
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we live on a mountain
right at the top
there's a beautiful view
from the top of the mountain
every morning I walk towards the edge
and throw little things off
like car parts, bottles and cutlery,
whatever I find lying around
it's become a habit
a way to start the day
i go through all this
before you wake up
so I can feel happier
to be safe up here with you
it's early morning
no one is awake
i'm back at my cliff
still throwing things off
i listen to the sounds they make
on their way down
i follow with my eyes till they crash
i imagine what my body would sound like
slamming against those rocks
and when it lands
will my eyes be closed or open?
i go through all this
before you wake up
so I can feel happier
to be safe up here with you
safe up here with you
[allt sem hún sér]
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4. |
Aporia
04:39
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when you put your hand on mine i know
i could be
anyone at all
when you put your lips on mine i know
i could be
anyone at all
everything about you is just so goddamn sweet
i want you to meet
my friends
when i think about you i go out of my mind
maybe it’s time
to end
when you say those words to me i know
they could mean
anything at all
they sound not so absurd to me but i know
they could mean
anything at all
everything about you is just so fucking sweet
when we walk down the street
we get looks
just to live without you i’d go out of my mind
but at the same time
i’ve read books
you mean nothing to me
you might mean everything
you mean nothing to me
you might mean everything
to someone else
you mean nothing to me
unless you mean something
you mean nothing to me
unless you mean something
to someone else
i could stare for hours at my reflection in your eyes
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5. |
Scout
05:08
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in a farflung land
you stand
one foot in the sand
the sky is blue
and you are mine
i don’t ask you why
love me till i’m dead
you said
skin was burning red
but your heart is a locked door
i just can’t ignore
i’ll see you back on shore
she wears my shirts
my nerves
she swears that the pervs don’t care
putting the magazine away
you say
o we can’t stay
i don’t understand
was this all your plan
and hours till we land
i miss you
drink in hand
flirting with
another man
i miss you
full of grace
with your scars
and painted face
everything’s
foreign shores
broken bells
and locks on doors
i was not prepared for you
i miss you
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Alex Riddle Houston, Texas
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