1. |
January
03:20
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I got my body to obey me
I made it drive away
I left my eyes on your bedside table
now I can't see straight
and my ears are still pretending
they did not hear the ending
and my heart will not start mending
cause I won't let it scab
I've been picking through your pictures
and playing back your whispers
and thinking about you with her
and wondering what we had
so if you want someone to kiss on New Year's Eve
you can meet me in New York
but I'll be gone in January
cause I know how you work
I find your silence quite intriguing
my mind is like a dog
I tell myself to leave it
and then it still sneaks off to gnaw
on the bones I never buried
in my heart's cold cemetery
the skeletons should scare me
but I take yours to bed
it rattles neath the covers
it says we should be lovers
its touch just makes me shudder
but I won't call it dead
so if you want someone to kiss on New Years' Eve
you can meet me in New York
but I'll be gone in January
cause I know how you work
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2. |
Listen to Her Heart
02:37
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3. |
Dark Heart's Harvest
02:56
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bloodstains
on the wall
I've been banging my head
on last names
short, tall
living, dying, dead
what was in it for me?
what did I wanna forget?
how was I supposed to know
what I hadn't learned yet?
who I wanted to be
wasn't any thing at all
landlord sold me
a sack of lies
he stole my skin
he stole my eyes
I found them in the barn
I'm fresh and wet and ready for the sea
this time no dark heart's harvest is gonna stop me
she came
in the night
eyes like coals in her head
my flame
shone its light
she sewed my up where I bled
it was as simple as that
I didn't pack anything
I just put on the pelt
and then I took off the ring
I never made any vows
I don't know how it got there
when you need to pay rent
it can cover my share
I am going
I am gone
now I know
I can't hold on
sing me home
I'm fresh and wet and ready for the sea
this time no dark heart's harvest is gonna stop me.
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4. |
Walk on
03:26
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5. |
Pull me over
04:26
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I don't know what it is
I just need to belong to myself right now, baby
I don't go out like this
I'd just bleed like an open cut, baby
I stay at home, I lick my wounds
I'm all alone, I'm thinking about you
the voices in my head
they tell me I should call you
I know that's not true,
I know that road leads to my doom
I've always entertained
apocalyptic fantasies
so baby come with me
I've got something to show you
this is the beating heart
this is the ugly part
this is the cooking show
if they don't skip the time it takes to bake
all that tv shit is fake
this is the real thing darling
it's so easy
to love you
when I want to
and I want to
it's so easy
to pretend
that I'm somebody else
it's so easy
to love you
when I want to
and I want to
it's so easy
to pretend
that you're somebody else
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81
03:48
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