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Strife Lite
03:39
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Far Far Far Far
03:44
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Everybody's working lurking, searching for something brighter,
A looking glass is forever, even when it breaks up and down into the sand.
Everybody's working lurking, searching for something brighter everyday,
Everybody working lurking searching, looking worsened, every night and day.
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Trippin' Sailor
01:43
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What would you do with a drunken sailor, what would you do with a trippin sailor,
What would you do with a trippin sailor, ear-ly in the morning.
Way hey and up she rising, Way hey and up she rising, Way hey and up she rising ear-ly in the morning,
Shack em up with the captains daughter, shake em up with the captains daughter, shack em up with the captains daughter ear-ly in the morning.
Sometimes lonely hearts get lonely, I don't know what you came up with,
Sometimes loney hearts get lonely, I don't know about you..
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4. |
Mystery Boy
02:22
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Mystery Boy, yeah, Mystery Girl,
Living alone in a lonely world.
Mystery Boy, yeah, Mystery Girl,
Living alone in a lonely world. It's alright...
All Alone...
Miserable boy and Cursory girl living alone in a lonely world...
Miserable boy, It's alright...
Sittign together like two P's in the master Plan, that we could hope to understand, we could only hope to understand.... we could only hoep to understand... You!
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5. |
Goldwand
08:02
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Make it, take it, don't forget to break it,
Here we come today...
Won't you take it...
Won't you take...
Here we come to melt the day, here we come to try..
Don't you say?
No?
Make it, take it, don't forget to break it,
Here we come to melt the day...
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Satellite
06:38
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Oh, I'm a mess of mix and match,
all of my colors turn to black,
You used to be the hue of violet,
sinking out of my blues,
sinking out of my blue sky.
I remember the first time that I saw you,
and I locked up like freeze,
Crossed my fingers, dreamed you'd cross my path,
Then you locked up with me.
Sick sick sick of the holes in your skin,
and my temperature is starting to drop.
Is there a chance that life is but a cursory glance,
of a boy making plans and a girls making plans?
Orbits never meat to cross,
Have you ever wished upon a satellite?
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