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all in all we are the same
our masks and makeup, we wear so similarly
the slightest variant of our shape and sounds and color are what we cling to
put love in your veins, in and out your lungs, it can save all of us
all in all we are the same
we spin our wheels and hope to get to where we think we want to be
we're locked in the cages of our story
and does the maker have a plan or is it just a lottery
put love in your veins
in and out your lungs can save all of us
you're at the same place, at just a different time
you write the same songs, with just some different rhymes
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All my favorite scripts and shows imagine where our future goes and, why we're here at all.
And though I feel inspired all I seem to know for sure is that I'll never really know much, at all.
but you, you don't seem to mind, at all.
All my favorite singers write about the way they see the world and, ways to make it better..
and though I feel inspired all I seem to think to write about is all the ways you mean the world to me...
but you, you don't seem to mind, at all.
All my favorite artists tried to echo moments, and hold in time the view
of beauty left unnamed
And though I feel inspired I can't seem to grasp much more
cause you're all that my heart knows and tries to paint
but you, you dont seem to mind, at all
Everything is not just black or white
Everything is not just wrong or right
When I feel so small to the world
You simply remind me, i'm not alone
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she's got this vision of her self
scaled skin and much colder blood
she can't get out of her transparent walls
she's withering under this ultra violet light
how do I
let her rest her heavy heart
on my shoulder
how do I
just let her fall apart
without holding her close
I've been having visions of myself
with pale skin and much older blood
playing solitaire to pass the time 'cause no ones there at all
that's so far from where I'd want to end, but I want to start with you
but how do I
let her know she's not alone
and how do I
warm the blood that's cold
without keeping it close
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They're nothing like the ghosts down in New Orleans
they never chased the daylight across the plains
even if it was all in vain
they're nothing like the old souls in Memphis
they're so much more dangerous
they treat us like they knew
like they knew us all before
there's something to be said of all the angels
way out here, way out here
it's a shame that the sun has to set
it's a shame when there's nothing left
i tried to close my eyes and remember daylight
but it only made it worse
You're finding out there's no one here for you
You're finding out, there's no one near
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Lungs feat. Karin Haase
03:15
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i went down the well/to test my lungs/ and stretch my legs/i tried to touch the floor/and make it back/in one breath/and when the water rushed inside/i did not flinch/i tried to make the most/of the experience/
i was haunted/
i went back to my neighborhood/i went through the walls/of the places i hesitated to go/before/i could not speak to anyone/but i left my mark/ the town i'm sure would not/ever be the same/
but before they knew it you were gone/you only held your breath for so long/
you held your breath/and turned away/without a word/to the crowd/they had come from all around/from all around to talk you down/
but before they knew it/you were gone/you only held your breath for so long.
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I met you hungover and you try try tried to save your words
you said we all just look the same
I must concede that I fall in line Im just like the rest
but you said you might just look me up
unless I'm only trying to find a way inside you
I never could quite understand
how such a little girl could change my great bigplans
I must concede that I never thought I'd believe my words….I made my bed so I will lie
unless your trying to find your way inside me
The girl don't sleep around
the girl is alright with me
the girl don't sleep around
she's just asleep; a sleepwalker.
I couldn't leave now if I tried
I'm institutionalized
I couldn't leave you now all on your own ohno
and I made my bed so I will lie
unless your try to find your way inside him
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Never Tell 'Em Your Name
03:29
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I'll feed you all the lines if you just play it nice and cool
there will be a camera inside
so don't play me for a fool
we can get away with this
if you just keep your movements quick
im reassured that this money isn't counterfeit
oh no i think you're thinking too slow
oh no
never tell them your real name or what you've been up to just tell them anything but what they want to hear and you will spend the rest of your days lying in the sun you'll spend the rest of your days
lying in the sun
you're never gonna make it
disarm the alarm so you can concentrate through this
there's only two way s out so keep yourself about your wits
just play along and we will all be fed
if anything should go wrong just remember what I said
oh no i think you're moving too slow
oh no
you're never gonna make it
you're dead in the water
you're never gonna make it
just pray to your father come on come on
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Flamethrower
03:28
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you're just a flame thrower
with no particular aim
you're just a flame thrower
you'll shoot till no one remains
you're just a bat girl
who thinks she can save the world
you want your bat man
its all a part of your plans
youre just a sharp shooter
using those hips for no good
you're just a sharp shooter
just like a pretty girl should
You're just a flame thrower
you've got it all wrong
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f we're all just simple people
just trying to get around
then whats with all the people
trying to bring us down
yeah were all so simple
with just a few things on our minds
the next fix or fuck or trying to find the will
to leave those things behind
and I asked the lord to overlook your sins and he said yeah baby that alright
and i asked the lord to overlook my sins and i still haven't heard a damn thing
yeah we're all so fast
just trying to fill our plates
and how we see our glass
depends on what we just ate
and I asked the lord to overlook your sins and he said yeah baby that alright
and i asked the lord to overlook my sins and i still haven't heard a damn thing
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You're sleeping soundly in my love
You're sleeping soundly in, my love.
You're making friends and making moves
You're gonna dance to every groove
If it ain't broken, you don't fix
If it don't belong, then you don't mix
You're sleeping soundly
You're sleeping soundly in my love.
You're sleeping soundly
You're sleeping soundly in, my love.
You want to see the world
and be the woman from the girl
When you want to stay inside
You can stay and I won't mind
You don't let it weigh on you
In the way that most people do
Cuz you're sleeping soundly
You're sleeping soundly in my love.
You're sleeping soundly
You're sleeping soundly in, my love.
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Lucid feat. Dylan Nau
03:19
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When you were just a little girl
clashing socks and your natural curls
your momma let you pick your clothes and do you hair
you still don't care much about what you wear
How can you be honest
How can you stay sane
How can you navigate
if you can't see the terrain
Settle down honey there's always room for thought
You won't convince the world you're something you're not
You're something you're not
We're all so fast and stupid
It's all so massive and lucid
We're all so filled with excuses
to cover the things we did
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David LeDuc Minneapolis, Minnesota
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