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Black Blanket
02:45
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All the mysteries you spoke of
All the terror and suspense
All the noises that we woke up
Are now sitting in my bedroom
Jansport backpacks and handguns
Dropped into Pawtuxet with its murky water
Losing everything in that water
Losing everything in that dark dark water
Your mother called and all she wants is her daughter
With kindness you set me free
With blindness you let me lead you into a white room disguised as shelter
You can't fall out of love if we were never inside
Confusion's made its masterpiece
Confusion has made its masterpiece
Dream through life but i'm only just half asleep
And now we're cold and cold alone
With wishful thoughts bled in tourniquets
Jack-o-lanterns turned to stone
And We're left clinging to a black blanket
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2. |
Uprooted (I)
00:25
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Slow mo
Storm the gates
Twelve gauge
Punk weight
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When you saw the evening star
Shining in the freezing sky
I saw something dark and silent
Passing by
Full moon
Deep grass
Cold water
When you said your name out loud
Something broke inside me
Nothing new to take ahold of
No new world to hide me
Full moon
Deep grass
Cold water
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4. |
Desdemona
03:04
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Desdemona, awake from your coma
Don't lay there expecting me to wake you up
Just don't leave me here
Don't leave me here I'm so alone
Desdemona, awake from your coma
The troops are arriving any minute now
Just don't leave me here
Don't leave me here I'm so alone
Desdemona, awake from your coma
Don't lay there expecting me to wake you up
Just don't leave me here
Don't leave me here I'm so alone
Why couldn't you just go
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5. |
Fucking Disease
03:43
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Oh what a beautiful place to be beside you in a room full of Christmas trees
Oh what a beautiful place to be beside you in a room full of fucking disease
So let's get high and watch Cars 2
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6. |
Uprooted (II)
00:55
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Dog of height in the trees
Won't you come down doggy
Such a sweet doggy
I brought you your dinner
My doggy i miss you kissing from my palm
I remember when i first got you doggy
But you lay there so still
Dog who fell to the ground
Twisted your neck doggy
Don't look right doggy
The vet came with sutures
He said Dave
I cannot save you dog
I remember when I first got you doggy
But you lay there so still
Dog of depth in the dirt
They buried you deep doggy
You’re the best doggy
My friend has a doggy
She's real nice dog
I wish you could chase her round my yard
I remember when I first got you doggy
But you lay there so still
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8. |
Hushed
05:21
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We speak in hushed tones
We see dull colors alone
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9. |
Paperhouse
03:41
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Lets build a paperhouse
And i can live in it with you
Stingrays wash up on our shore
White snow falls down with the cold
Our lungs are paper and our lips are too
Bleeding our paper hearts together, together, together
Oh, Christ i'd give it all
Lets gather all our shit
And burn it under a bridge
Christmas only comes once a year
But avarice stays here endlessly
Our bodies are paper and our souls are too
Bleeding our paper veins together, together, together
Oh, Christ i'd give it all
Lets avoid all our friends
And laugh at all their trends
My eyes will burn from your disguise
With that said you'll seek and i'll hide
Our hair is paper and our throats are too
Breaking our paper bones together, together, together
Oh, Christ i'd give it all
For your paper skin, your rulers edge, and your wooden limbs
but its not enough
it was never enough
you always had to tear, erase, and incinerate within my face
and now its almost over but i still see you in my dreams
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10. |
Fort Frolic
02:32
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You freaks don't come out at night
The Splicers ruined my mind
This is your final act.
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