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A Thin Place
03:44
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It's the energy in the effigy x2
All the chemicals in the circles x2
Find me a thin place
It's the darkness in the demon x2
All the phantoms in a dream state x2
My spirit's in your house
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2. |
Blue Silver Lydia.
05:40
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She'll catch your eye, but don't smile
You can trust her for a while
Her velvet skin pulls you in
This creature Lydia
Blue silver lydia
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3. |
Moon.
03:51
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I wake up and I see myself across the room
I know I've got a clone when I hear your voice
Retaining information all about myself
I've got tomorrow's clothes waiting on the shelf
YOU LOOK JUST LIKE ME
YOU SEE RIGHT THROUGH ME
DO I FANCY YOU
WELL YES JUST SLIGHTLY
This hostile atmosphere is draining all my will
I catch my shadow in the mirror standing still
I wake up and I see myself across the room
I'm in a nightmare here, I am on the moon.
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4. |
Situations.
03:19
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Welcome to my world of situations
I didn't realise you were first in line
With an atmosphere of cruel torture
You can't fast forward or rewind,rewind
When the dark is calling in the distance
You'll want to leave your world behind
...............................
Now my head is getting full of pictures
Did you take any good ones of my mind,my mind
If I stand still slowly for a minute
I can see you in the corner of my eye,my eye
When the light is fading in the distance
I'll stand still with an icy smile
..............................
Now i'm liking everything about you
Throw the switch that commands that you will smile,will smile
I can see your limbs are getting heavy
And you wonder just how you'll survive,survive
When your name is called in the distance
You will be pleasantly surprised
................................
Throw a spanner in the conversation
Throw the switch that commands that I reply,reply
If I stand still slowly for a second
I can take a picture of your mind,your mind
When the light is shining in the distance
You're glad to be alive!!
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5. |
Chose eleven.
04:52
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In front of an audience
Studio confident
Playing the instruments
CHOSE ELEVEN
In a diverse collection
Appreciate difference
Looking for compliments
CHOSE ELEVEN
Downloading your songs for free
Each chord accordingly
Singing alternately
CHOSE ELEVEN.
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6. |
Herald Angels.
04:18
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Once in royal surroundings
The crown, the crib
All the snow deep and even
The star, the kings
Hark the herald angels
Watch them spread their wings
..............
Oh come all ye faithless
Let the story begin
All the snow deep and even
The choir that sings
Hark the herald angels
Let them spread their wings
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In the bleakness of winter
No room at the inn
All the snow deep and even
The cold , it stings
Hark the herald angels
Hear them spread their wings.
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7. |
I'm not listening.
03:14
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Shut up! I said shut up!
I cant hear myself think here
Put something decent on
And when i'm calling you there's no one here to listen
There's no one there
Where do you think you come from?
You can't listen to music like that!
Blood useless, Rubbish!
But it's bloody rubbish
That's what i'm telling you, Rubbish!
It's not doing what I like
And what I like is what I like
I'm set in my ways.
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8. |
Microscopic.
03:24
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It's bad enough living in her shadow
It's bad enough hearing her name
It's bad enough seeing her photo
In a highly polished frame
To me she will always be perfect
To you she is just the same
To me she will always be imprinted
On your microscopic brain.
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9. |
Smash.
04:13
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Did they stun you to silence
Or cripple your nerves?
Were you left with revulsion
At every turn?
Did your head smash the window
At a pivotal point
Can't you control your feelings
When you get so annoyed
CRASH BANG SMASH
Let it all go
you know I know you know
Can you see me
Behind the curtain
Just standing....listening
Is your throat tight and heavy
And your head in a whirl
If their shoes were on your feet
Would you handle it worse?
No more room for forgiveness
You're already burnt
In this vortex of anger
Some lessons are learnt.
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10. |
Scarlett.
04:35
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Dear Wendy will you ever love me,
I am standing here but you don’t see me
Watch out she’s gonna getcha
She’s written another letter x2
Dear Wendy why did you leave me
Another break up that will always haunt me
And now she’s dancing in the dark
Her friend is calling out Scarlett
What are you doing,Scarlett, You’ve gone crazy
Scarlett,Have you been drinking
Scarlett, I love you
And now she’s dancing to Be My lover
This club is better than any other
Huge bats on the ceiling
Is this love she’s feeling
Striking gothic poses
Staring at the little black roses
A waitress befriends her
Silver eyes and leather
Her lips and their syringe
Absynthe and drug fuelled binge
And now she’s dancing to Be My lover
This club is better than any other
Head spins, fast motion
She can see a green ocean
No need to be afraid
Mouth watering mermaid
And now she’s swimming in the dark
No one is calling out Scarlett Are you drowning
Scarlett what’s happening
Scarlett Are you happy
Scarlett I love you
And now she’s swimming to be my lover
This ocean’s better than any other
Watch out she’s gonna getcha, She’s written another letter
Watch out she’s gonna getcha, She’s writing another letter!!
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11. |
Runaround.
05:21
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You run around here, you run around there
But you just can't find what you're looking for
When you get advice, You've heard it all before.
(So) you run around here, you run around there
And you still can't find what you're looking for
I have tried to help
But you still want more
Why are you running around?
Why can't you just settle down.
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12. |
Stage Left.
03:58
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Are you ready for the soundcheck
I'll meet you by the stage door
You turn up on your motorbike
Gun hidden in a bunch of flowers
There's no applause tonight
Police tape draped round the stage
Hear the roar of your motorbike
The gun dropped by the fire escape
A chalk line where the act should be
They never heard your motorbike
Stage left, stage left
Pull the trigger in the afterglow
There are no cameras here.
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13. |
Taste The Death.
05:34
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This love is like leprosy
A cold spreading disease
Our bodies are open sores
Only us behind closed doors
Smell the death on us
Taste the death on us
We're surviving on our own terms
Smell the death on us
Taste the death on us
We're drowning in our own germs
No one can touch us now
Our minds go back and forth.
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