1. |
Breathe
02:50
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He wanted what he couldn't have
He'd leave himself behind
He wanted me
I couldn't see
Refused to catch the line
He pushed and pulled
I sway and bent
A gentle sort of breeze
Is what I thought I blew through
Before he blew through me
A call, a catch, a sort of star
That burns but never bright
I mean it's an explosion
That leaves nothing behind
Nothing behind
Nothing behind
Nothing behind
A Breathe of wind
A slow decay
I never made a sound
When bad things start to happen
I never stick around
Never stick around
Never stick around
Never stick around
Never stick around
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2. |
All Fall Down
02:24
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There's a texture
To everything
A silent sort of rhythm
A partial sort of swing
A certain kind of holding ropes
A tied up sort of hands
That wraps ourselves together
Keeps us woven in
As we grace, we glassless
As we all fall down
As we're rushed and empty
Making silent sounds
As we reek of shivered breaths
As we move through time
Like you speak in heart beats
That so clearly mimic mine
As we all fall down
As we all fall down
As we all fall down
As we all fall down
As we all fall down
As we all fall down
As we all fall down
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3. |
I Tried
02:14
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Life is so much easier
If you break than bend
Roll the page back tightly
Fixate on the end
Learn to pick your pieces
Slow your sense of time
Stitch yourself together
Leave yourself behind
Life is so much easier
If you bend than break
The hard path people tell me
Is what I seem to take
Learnt to pick my pieces
Fallen in my path
Fixate on the endings
Never seem to last
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4. |
Survive
02:18
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It's a reckless kind of danger
The things I've come to pass
Silence stretches tightly
Seeping from my past
It's a dirty sort of living
The way you've made your bed
A different sort of hurting
The noises in my head
I'm a reckless sort of creature
I change with my own tide
And the fissures you cracked open
Bleed into my mind
It's a certain sort of living
The life you left behind
A reckless sort of danger
A different sort of shine
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5. |
Come To Rest
02:23
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It's the way I rip my mouth up
Searching for the signs
The sort of race I seem to run
That leaves myself behind
A scar, a slip, a stuttered word
It catches in my chest
As if I'm slowly sinking
But never come to rest
It's the way I rip my mouth up
The scatter of my skin
As if I'm never trying to lose
But never seem to win
A scar, a slip, a stuttered word
It catches in my chest
As if I'm slowly sinking
But never come to rest
Come to rest
Come to rest
A slowness of the motion
A wrinkle in the time
I never can remember
Can never seem to find
The scar, the slip, the stuttered word
That catches in my chest
The leaden course of action
To lay myself to rest
Self to rest
Self to rest
Self to rest
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6. |
Heart Beats Slow
03:29
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It's hard to start a fire in the rain
It's hard to get someone to know your name
It's hard to keep a latch upon the lid
It's hard to find the scars beneath my skin
No one, no one
No one, no one knows
Your sickened satisfaction
Why my heart beats slow
No one, no one
No one, no one knows
Your sickened satisfaction
Why my heart beats slow
It's hard to start a fire in the rain
It's getting hard to remember when you came
It's hard to keep the damage from my fears
Getting harder to remember why I'm here
No one, no one
No one, no one knows
Your sickened satisfaction
Why my heart beats slow
No one, no one
No one, no one knows
Your sickened satisfaction
Why my heart beats slow
Heart beats slow
Heart beats slow
Heart beats slow
Heart beats slow
Slow
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Jaggers x Lines Dunedin, New Zealand
Alt-pop weirdos from Dunedin, NZ
Eliana Gray and Morgan
Smillie
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