1. |
Sunken
03:42
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As the glimmer of glitter fades away,
What it as it slowly lays
Its weary bones, in its sweet home,
Night life's not the life you roam.
Sunken luck, get out of bed,
Shake the thoughts from your head, dear,
Where are you now?
Too loud, Too in doubt,
To find yourself another crowd,
Hey!
Watch the love desecrate,
and get out for your own sake,
and lose your grip on your ascent,
and fall back in again.
Sunken luck, get out of bed,
Shake the thoughts from your head, dear,
Where are you now?
Too loud, Too in doubt,
To find yourself another crowd,
Hey!
Too loud, Too in doubt,
To find yourself another crowd,
Hey!
If you want something done, do it yourself (x4)
Kill the enemy, the machine is dead (repeat)
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2. |
Asparagus
04:42
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Bird watching in the middle of the night,
Ride a peacock to dawn,
Chicken!
Into the Amazon.
My birds nest, fell out the tree,
I'm smack cracked on the floor,
Hide your kids and hide your wife,
I'm coming through your back door!
I used to love myself, now I just cry. (x4)
Get off my back, mum!
Ain't got time to clean shit!
I ridin' in the fast line!
Too late to quit!
It's not a phase,
Blacken my eyes,
Blacken my hair,
Blacken my life!
I used to love myself, now I just cry. (x4)
I used to love myself, now I just cry. (x4)
La la laa, la la la la la! (Repeat)
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3. |
I
03:28
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I don't mind,
Walk all over me,
It is fine,
Be who you gotta be!
The sky,
Is not that high,
and it most certainly is not the limit,
and neither am I, and we sing,
I am my only friend,
And I don't want it to end!
I don't wanna be the same as
Him or her or him or her or him.
I don't wanna be the same as
Any of them!
She put her forehead
Right up against mine,
And we all wanna be perfect
So we form an orderly line, and we sing,
I am my only friend,
And I don't want it to end!
I don't wanna be the same as
Him or her or him or her or him.
I don't wanna be the same as
Any of them!
I don't wanna be the same as
Him or her or him or her or him.
I don't wanna be the same as
Any of them!
I don't wanna be the same as
Him or her or him or her or him.
Or him or her or him or
Her or him!
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4. |
That's Okay
04:54
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Shut up, You twat.
Stop.
Stop what you're doing,
You are now screwing,
My brain in to gooey
Pooey fooey,
Take your shit out my face
Gotta break the ties,
I'm sinking in sand,
Take a stand,
And open up your eyes!
I used to be like you, so young, so young!
I used to be like you, so dumb, so dumb!
I used to be like you, so young, so young!
I used to be like you, so dumb, so dumb!
Drawing on my eyebrows, saturday night,
Everything's cool. Looking tight!
Feeling,
Feeling alright!
But as I stand there with a
Vacant stare,
I find it's unfair that I was cursed with
An arrogant sight!
Gotta break the ties,
I'm sinking in sand,
Take a stand,
And open up your eyes!
I used to be like you, so young, so young!
I used to be like you, so dumb, so dumb!
I used to be like you, so young, so young!
I used to be like you, so dumb, so dumb!
I used to be like you, so young, so young! }
I used to be like you, so dumb, so dumb! }
I used to be like you, so young, so young! } Repeat
I used to be like you, so dumb, so dumb! }
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Last night I was alive,
There were threats I neutralised,
You were there, so was I,
We were there to survive!
Last night I shed my skin,
It was wearing thin,
Oil me, the man of tin,
Dorothy, SIN SIN SIN OH YEAH!
YEAH! YEAH! YEAH!
YEAAHH! YEEAHH!
Last night I thought I died,
Maybe I just lost my mind,
Baby, my brains is fried,
Look at me, my hands is tied,
Last night I began to soar,
Miles up from the floor,
Macho man, conquistador,
Rip it out with my claws OH YEAH!
YEAH! YEAH! YEAH!
YEAAHH! YEAAHH!
YEAH! YEAH! YEAH!
YEAAHH! YEAAHH!
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Peach Fuzz Brighton, UK
Alternative Rock from the up and coming, convention defying Brighton 4-piece.
Give us some love xxx
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