1. |
castle waltz
05:08
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castle waltz
Oh I have been waiting in my castle for so damn long
Waiting for you to come sing me a song
Waiting for you to come free me from this box I call home
I have been waiting in my castle for so damn long
Waiting for you to come stumbling along
Waiting for you to come tear these walls and save me
Oh honey, I'm so weak
Darling please, on my knees
In this box, waiting
Oh, I have been waiting in my castle for so damn long
Desolate hallways is where I belong
Dragging my feet though
My shoes never seem to show how far
I have been waiting in my castle for so damn long
Stuttering where have I seen this before
Even my own hands I can't seem to recall anymore
Honey, I'm so weak
On my knees, darling please
In this box, waiting oh
I have been waiting in my castle for so damn long
Records loop and skip to the words I had drawn
Endlessly echoing through the things I see but can't touch
When I see her there I know that nothing truly seems to last
Oh faces come and faces go and whispers tell me I'm alone
When brick and floor swallow me whole
I'm sinking through all that I know
When windows break she tells me I'm not real
These walls will bury me
These walls will bury me
These walls will bury me
These walls will bury me
These walls will bury me
(I have been, I have been)
These walls will bury me
(In my castle)
These walls will bury me
(I have been, I have been)
These walls will bury me
(In my castle)
These walls will bury me
(I have been, I have been)
These walls will bury me
(In my castle)
These walls will bury me
(I have been, I have been)
These walls will bury me
(In my castle)
Oh I have been waiting in my castle for so damn long
Waiting for you
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2. |
the way she walks
03:18
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the way she walks
I like the way she walks and
I like the way she talks
I like the way she pulls my hair
I like the way she walks
I like the way she walks and
I like the way she talks
I like the way she pulls my hair
I like the way she walks
Loves her cigarettes, coffee with two cream
That old swing music, silence in between
She wears a lot of black, red if it is sheen
And what she doesn't know, I love her everything
Cause I like the way she walks and
I like the way she talks
I like the way she pulls my hair
I like the way she walks
I like the way she walks and
I like the way she talks
I like the way she pulls my hair
I like the way she walks
Hates her mom and dad, hear it's cause they're mean
The way they chew their food, makes me wanna scream
Despite the distance love, I can feel the sting
I promise you my girl, I'll make you a queen
When I see, my sweet baby
I know what, she means to me
When she calls, I feel happy
When she falls in love with me
She doesn't even know my name
(She doesn't even know my name)
She doesn't even know my name
(She doesn't even know my name)
She doesn't even know my name
(She doesn't even know my name)
She doesn't even know my name
(She doesn't even know my name)
Cause I like the way she walks and
I like the way she talks
I like the way she pulls my hair
I like the way she walks
I like the way she walks and
I like the way she talks
I like the way she pulls my hair
I like the way she walks
I like the way she walks and
I like the way she talks
I like the way she pulls my hair
I like the way she walks
Loves her cigarettes, coffee with two cream
Old swing music, silence in between
And what she doesn't know
Love her everything
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3. |
haunting
04:40
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haunting
Sitting in the station, scarf's pulled way up high
But you see, someone left me here
I've been thinking about her lately
She's been haunting me lately
Sleepy towns tell tales, leaving their remnants on my shoulders
Coming home never seemed easier, oh or harder
I can't even remember how it feels
She's been haunting me lately
Noone around here knows what it's like to live in the rain
She's been haunting me lately
So why’d you go and tease me
Why’d you go and tease me, then leave me
She's been haunting me lately
She's been haunting me lately
She's been haunting me lately
She's been haunting me lately
She's been haunting me lately
She's been haunting me lately
She's been haunting me lately
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4. |
in the soil
04:44
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5. |
stretching time
06:51
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6. |
honeybunch
03:18
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Honeybunch
(all of the pressure)
(that's how you make diamonds)
My honeybunch, oh my sweetie pie
In my aviary’s homely plight.
For my infatuations they seem to lie
With that flightless bird in my tattered mind.
So I’ve kept you here all locked up inside
Since brittle wings don't learn to fly.
And you are way too bold, in the
Way you try to soar, when you
Try to break the mould
Guess I don’t need you anymore
My honeybunch, oh my butter cup
I love you until the mornings up
Such a frail thing with sights above
With fearful nature remains my trust
And you know I hate when you try to scuff
This perfect cage made from all my love
And you are way too bold, in the
Way you try to soar, when you
Try to break the mould
Guess I don’t need you anymore
My honeybunch, oh my sugar plum
You lack the grace to hold your tongue
And the desperate dance that I saw was none
Other than you tryna reach the sun.
So here I stare at the cage I honed
Waiting for you to make a house a home
And you are way too bold, in the
Way you try to soar, when you
Try to break the mould
Guess I don’t need you anymore
(Punk part)
Honeybunch, my sweetie pie
Never let you see the sky
Keep you here locked up inside
Never let you learn to fly
Honeybunch, my sweetie pie
Never let you see the sky
Honeybunch , my sweetie pie
Never let you learn to fly
Honeybunch, my sweetie pie
Never let you see the sky
Keep you here locked up inside
Never let you learn to fly
Honeybunch, my sweetie pie
Never let you see the sky
Honeybunch, my sweetie pie
Never let you learn to fly
It’s do or die
Cause all I want are wings tonight
All I want is out this town
All I want is all around
All I want is out this town
All I want is out right now
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7. |
green hills of earth
02:54
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Oh, that you said, and
Oh, that you bled
Never never never, never see you again
Never never never, never see you again
Never once in my whole life
Never once in my whole life
Oh, that you said, and
Oh, that you bled
Never never never, never see you again
Never never never, never see you again
All I want and all I know
All I have in my old soul
Oh, that you said, and
Oh, that you bled
Never never never, never see you again
Never never never, never see you again
I've been walking away from you
It's all I truly want to do
Oh, that you said, and
Oh, that you bled
Never never never, never see you again
Never never never, never see you again
Ooh, never never
Ooh, never never
Oh, that you said, and
Oh, that you bled
Never never never, never see you again
Never never never, never see you again
Ooh, never never never
Ooh
Oh, that you said, and
Oh, that you bled
Never never never, never see you again
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8. |
look me in the eye
04:45
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Look Me In The Eye
(ooh-ah-ooh) [throughout]
I think that I'm okay
Never want for anything
But no one holds their breath
Holds their breath when I sing
And I fell in love with every girl
Who ever sang me a melody
Especially if they look me in the eye
You're just like a rose
Touched by early winter's cold
Beautiful to look at, but too fragile to hold
And the fall comes so quick, when you're in the thick of it
And you tell me that you still believe in time
I'm looking in the mirror and I can't stand what I see
Those eyes looking back don't look honest to me
I look behind the mirror, just to see if you're still there
And I wonder why you left me in this bind
When I see your face again
When I see your face again
When I see your face again
When I see your face again
When I see your face again
When I see your face again
When I see your face again
When I see your face again
And I think that I'm okay
Yes I think that I'm okay
I think that I'm okay
I think that I'm okay
I think that I'm okay
Yes I think that I'm okay
I think that I'm okay
Yes I think that I'm okay
I think that I'm okay
I think that I'm okay
I think that I'm okay
I think that I'm okay
I think that I'm okay
Yes I think that I'm okay
I think that I'm okay
I think that I'm okay
(ring) (ring)
I think that I'm okay
I think that I'm okay
Yes I think that I'm okay
Never want for anything
But no one holds their breath
Holds their breath when I sing
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9. |
cousteau's dream
07:42
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cousteau's dream
In the belly of the ocean
In the belly of the ocean
In the belly of the o-
In the belly of the ocean
In the belly of the o-
In the belly of the ocean
In the belly of the o-
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10. |
honeybunch (floen mix)
02:38
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Honeybunch (floen mix)
My honeybunch, oh my sweetie pie
In my aviary’s homely plight
For my infatuations they seem to lie
With that flightless bird in my tattered mind
So I’ve kept you here all locked up inside
Since brittle wings don't learn to fly
And you are way too bold, in the
Way you try to soar, when you
Try to break the mould
Guess I don’t need you anymore
Oh honeybunch, oh my butter cup
I love you until the mornings up
Such a frail thing with sights above
With fearful nature remains my trust
And you know I hate when you try to scuff
This perfect cage made from all my love
And you are way too bold, in the
Way you try to soar, when you
Try to break the mould
Guess I don’t need you anymore
Oh you are way too bold, in the
Way you try to soar, when you
Try to break the mould
Guess I don’t need you anymore
Never let you learn to fly
My honeybunch, oh my sugar plum
You lack the grace to hold your tongue
And the desperate dance that I saw was none
Other than you tryna reach the sun
So here I stare at the cage I honed
Waiting for you to make a house a home
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