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Goldmind
03:35
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Surprise in the familiar
I wasn't willing
Glances turn into gazes
You're working your way in
Slow climb hiding a landslide
You're keeping your head high
Feed me straight from the goldmind
I would be wild not to be wiled
Open wide
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2. |
Hounds at Sunset
02:32
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I phoned it in, why not?
I counted on the concrete jungle to erupt
And let me run wild
Like hounds at sunset, searching out of instinct
The better man I could have been
Went belly up when he caught sight of shore
How could he know dry land
Would drive him mad 'til he ran out of instincts
I phoned it in
The Virgin Mary made me do it I'll undo it
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Chromatose
04:00
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Go and paint your roses red
From white to blush and brilliant hues
Seeds of truth, gold with time
A color schemer absolute
Smiling on lockjaw
Through the altercation
Please dedicate your heart
To your new profession
Craft and cut the letter up
It's soon to bloom and turning blue
So strike them down, but lend a hand
Your fantasies deceive
Smiling on lockjaw
Through the altercation
Please dedicate your heart
To your new profession
A stranger, a strangler, singer, actor
Athlete, author, accountant
Executive, detective, engineer
Close your accounts by fiddling with anthems
Who cares? You did it!
Congrats to you now
You dancer, DJ, Olympian dishwasher
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4. |
Older Hands Prevail
03:44
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I care, does it look like it?
Pray for my own apartment
You think I'm mean by
Saying nothing, I'm too scared
Just a young man where
Older hands prevail
I care, does it look like it?
Pray to my football kicker
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5. |
Party Alone
03:21
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Leave the party alone
Let the motions go
Throw your guard on the floor
In the mess you ignore
I want the comfort of home
And I want the unknown
Feel like a spinster in heat
I don't know who to be
Oh my God
I've got a heart of gold
Looks hot but feels so cold
And I just want to dance alone
Neanderthal boy
Cut my block into wheel
I'll make the big time
Cut my teeth to the bone
Oh my God
I've got a heart of gold
Looks hot but feels so cold
And I just want to die alone
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6. |
Stars Grow Cold
05:11
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You took me out
Now put me back in the river
Came and went
Please let the feeling linger
When I dream of you
The water takes me under
You cast your spell
What am I to do?
Will you join my father’s cult?
Love me 'til stars grow cold
Let me wash your dirty mind
No need to think it over
You took me out
I turn my back on the river
Mesmerist
I’ve taken your elixir
Your incantations have me in a trance
Wash over me
We’ll change what’s written
Yeah, I think you’ve got me sold
I’ll love you 'til stars grow cold
I’ll let you wash my dirty mind
No need to think it over
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