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Club Night
03:03
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Come to this club every night alone
Looking for someone to take me home
Looking for somewhere to feel welcome
Get on the stage and sing a song
My hair is blue, I look at my feet
I know this is no way to meet
But can you just see through this body please
I feel the emptiness spread out of me
And turn into a see-through disease
Engulfing everything I mean
Destroying everything but me
My words come out like little ghosts
Tapping at the window host
Tapping very silently
In trails of white and finery
We all come back tomorrow
To do the dance alone
Sometimes its hard to follow
The steps to take you home
Waiting by the entrance door
I feel we've met somewhere before
It's feeling so familiar
With hand in hand interiors
Life is a dream in which we lie
My love was real but had to die
Until the next reality
You'll live here right inside of me
And we all come back tomorrow
To do the dance alone
Sometimes its hard to follow
The steps that take you home
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I saw you yesterday but we didn't know each other
I can't believe we stayed in a bed with one another
Is this how it is when you start to stop kissing
I guess I'm the odd one out, though I'm the only one in
As people disappear from the lives I used to live in
And carry on walking till we become nothing
Is it better to be held or to be forgotten
Hear second hand stories from the worlds that I have died in
To burn all the bridges and wade in the water
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3. |
Somewhere Else
03:22
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It's all about to end
I'll say goodbye my friend
I'm going somewhere new
Someplace without you
I don't ever wanna let you
Think I'm no one without you
Have you ever even seen me
Ever cared to see me truly
I don't wanna shout
You can find your own way out
Exprapolate myself
Pretend I'm somewhere else
I've had enough of trying hard for
A situation I won't die for
Had enough of being 'round you
Had enough of thinking of you
Why am I so hard to speak to
Do you even care enough to
Why am I asking so much of you
Why can't I just be normal
You're not all to blame
I'm probably just the same
It's all happened before
Learning so slow is a bore
They always thought the worst of me
Couldn't stand to be around me
Didn't care if I was missing
Didn't care I needed fixing
Whatever it was they were thinking
Wasn't in communicating
Maybe they were never caring
Maybe I'm just oversharing
But it is near the end
There's nothing to defend
Our walls have built ourselves
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4. |
Blue Storm
02:53
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I am waiting for the stars to call
There's a blue storm covering it all
Thought that I could find my way through the night
But the blue storm overhead is too bright
I am waiting for the clouds to clear up so I can see
The aliens above who are calling me
There is nothing here for me so I think I will just leave
And see what there will be with only belief
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An American Tale
03:07
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Camel lights
Bought in two thousand and seven
Nights spent in New York
I’m twenty five inside squares
United states affairs
New Orleans two thousand and eight
Auras read
I’m blue apparently
Brian says
Whisky drinks and strangers eyes
Came from the farm
Three months inside Christendom
And movie nights on Saturdays
In love
Pulling weeds from carparks in gloves
Open mic at the gazebo
Brother Mike introduced me to her
My first wife
To be
Left me on my flight
Croydon streets lived in two thousand and ten
Years on in Twickenham I sit and reminisce
My time there still exists somewhere
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Coastguards
03:52
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There’s a storm living in my head
Coastguards all around me
Sources say that it won’t break
But there’s pieces all around me
Shapes are spread upon the water
Facing a starlit sky
I try to put it all together
In the end I don’t know why
As I scramble into my bed
In the early morning light
Wake up early for the next day
Just longing for the night
With hours lost inbetween them
This living is a fight
I’m not here
And as I see the arctic night
Shine over hurricane sea
I am sleeping in my bed
Listening to sounds come from my tv
And I am not really here
Im just living in my own world
And I am not really here
I’m just staying in from the cold
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Headlights
03:08
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I lie above my fallen teeth and crouch under a bed beneath
Cupboards that begin to creak as soon as I start to sleep
I wake and call you on the phone, cables wrapped around my bones
Wires begin coupling to notify the signalmen
Behind bars they sit and wait, sticks balancing empty plates
Someone tunes the radio to a song that we both know
As I sing you start to dance, a hollow victory romance
With nothing we decide to drive, with nothing we can survive
Leaving town and taking notes, ghosts living in empty coats
Keeping warm as prison walls tumble down like waterfalls
Tales and cities flicking screens lighting up like gasoline
As the car is turning slow I roll down the window
Hearing words come from the street, the wind's telling me a secret
Driving blindly into cars, headlights looking like the stars
Sirens calling in the street, stopping signs is where we meet
In silence we begin to run, off before the starting gun
Head along the waters edge, jumping from the window ledge
Tied up fall into the sea, drowning just like Houdini
Underwater we can fly, up above the surface lies
As the salt turns into our skin, we disappear and merge again
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Theme Tune
03:03
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9. |
Piece by Piece
02:10
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In the end we're not so innocent
Time divides us piece by piece
Cuts us until we don't bleed at all
I hear a voice singing me a song
Sirens calling out my name
But I won't leave here
I'll finish the game
Till the end I will follow you
Though I've never seen your face
I can feel you pull me to you
And I will trust you even if I lie
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William Nein London, UK
Alternative-Pop, Bedroom-Recording music.
Band member of Patsy Clone
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My first Rocky Lorelei
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Purple Period
by Ghost Thoughts
Fantastic songwriter
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World Anti-God Freedom X
by Adore, 1996
Constantly surprising
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