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Yellow Theme
01:44
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2. |
Take My Bones Away
04:59
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You lead the way
I'll follow...
You lead the way
I'll follow...
What was the plan here? I can't seem to stop
Pissing and spitting from bottom to top
Picking up viscera, tendons and broken remains
Did you find another way?
Was it my turn, or yours, to say?
"Did you find another way?"
Take my bones away
I'll find them every day
I took your advice and the requisite pills
And the forbidden pies from a white windowsill
Swallowing caveats, Baphomet's breath and migraines
Did I tell you "don’t come home"?
Why was your mouth beginning to foam?
Did I tell you "don't come home"?
Take my bones away
I'll find them every day
Take my bones away
Take my bones away
Take my bones away
Take my bones away
Take my bones away
Take my bones away
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3. |
March to the Sea
03:11
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MARCH TO THE SEA
There was an anchor
There was a silver-sweet refrain
You tucked your fingers in between my troubled bones
And what you did next was second-to-none
You really let us down
You tied yourself up
And jumped in the sea
Never to come home
Valium
You left me all alone
Tell me when
I will be whole again
There was a whisper
Once there were heralds and parades
You sang your secrets through the tolling of the tide
The fugitive rooms, the amateur tombs
The silence and cries
The quickening beat
Your march to the sea
Never to return
Sweet morphine
You’ve taken all of me
Let me know
When you will let me go
Heroin
Where did you take my friend?
Tell me why
Those ropes are hanging high
Valium
You left me all alone
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4. |
Little Things
05:03
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LITTLE THINGS
Cry your eyes out
A lesson left unlearned
I wish I was airborne
Then I could watch it turn
They’ve taken everything
Hung us out to dry
They’ve taken every thing
Playing enemy
This is thought control
You’re a greasy little thing
You’ll scream before you sing
And you make a lot of noise
You lied about everything
You greasy little thing
I got with the program
I tried to fall in line
I wish I was drowning
Then I could watch you burn
They’ve taken everything
Hung us out to dry
They’ve taken every thing
Now you’re. . .
You’re a sneaky little thing
You’ll scream before you sing
And you make a lot of noise
You lied about everything
You sneaky little thing
When the tide rolls in
When the trapdoor starts to swing
When the swans have sung
I’ll be myself again
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5. |
Twinkler
03:16
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TWINKLER
Though I stand in mire
I will speak distant fire
Though I’m laid to ground
I will walk through age and sound
Though I stand in mire
I will speak distant fire
Though I’m laid to ground
I will walk through age and sound
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6. |
Cocainium
05:08
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COCAINIUM
Seven branches on my window
Waiting for the sun to come around
Take this on an empty stomach
Waiting for the spring to come around
Save yourself
By the way
Never ride alone
Take me down easy
I can’t stand the sight or the smell
It’s getting harder and harder and harder and harder to tell
Tell me when the blood stops flowing
Let it rest, it’s run into the ground
Just in case the dogs are feeding
Shut the door so they won’t hear the sound
Save yourself
By the way
Never ride alone
Show me no quarter
I can’t stand the sight or the smell
It’s getting harder and harder and harder and harder to tell
Put me to pasture
I can’t stand the sight or the smell
It’s getting harder and harder and harder and harder to tell
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7. |
Back Where I Belong
06:15
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BACK WHERE I BELONG
Tell me now. . .
Who’s in charge here?
I thought help was on the way
It took so many years to get out of here
Now I’m back where I belong
Now I’m back where I belong
Next to you
Stuck to you
Here’s the rub. . .
There’s no difference
Between poison and the cure
When the one tastes so great it’s a crying shame
That I’m back where I belong
Now I’m back where I belong
Next to you
Stuck with you
Say goodnight to your mother
Say a prayer for your father
Wake me when the thunderclouds are rolling in
Take me to a hazy Sunday morning
I heard your eyes and I touched your tongue
When we were kids we never felt so young
Take me to a hazy Sunday morning
I heard your eyes and I touched your tongue
When we were kids we never felt so young
Take me to a hazy Sunday morning
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8. |
Sea Lungs
03:21
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SEA LUNGS
I can’t breathe
Nor can I see the sun
It’s so cold in here
Where did I go so wrong?
All these days
I’ve sail’d cross these wicked seas
And I have petitioned the deep
For water to keep me clean
When my ship comes in
I’ll find a way to breathe again
“Breathe in deep
Let the sea fill your lungs
Its better to brace for death
Than die for a promised land”
“Why so sad?
Your tears are no match for mine
I am eternal sea
And you are a drowning man”
When my ship comes in
I’ll find a way to breathe again
When my ship comes in
I’ll find a way to breathe again
When my ship comes in
I’ll find a way to breathe again
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9. |
Eula
06:47
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EULA
Settle down
This won’t last long
I’ve been out
And I want back in
So why not completely fade away
When my bones begin to break
And my head begins to shake
It’s my own blood
When my house becomes a cage
And the neighbours turn away
It’s my own blood
Settle down
This won’t last long
I’ve been out
And I want back in
So why not completely fade away
“Where the butcher’s hand is home”
Laughs the blade above the throne
“It’s my own blood”
“Oh, this apple makes me sick”
Cries the pig upon his stick
“It’s my own blood”
And I can’t forget the taste
Can’t forget the taste of my own tongue
And I can’t forget the taste
Can’t forget the taste of my own tongue
And If I had a heart
I’d waste it on you
But it’s all together far too long
Since I took you down
Settle down
This won’t last long
I’ve been out
And I want back in
So why not completely fade away
When we’ve licked all of the lips
And the salt-stained fingertips
It’s our own blood
When our lambs and lions made
Debts no righteous man can pay
It’s our own blood
And I can’t forget the taste
Can’t forget the taste of my own tongue
And I can’t forget the taste
Can’t forget the taste of my own tongue
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10. |
Green Theme
04:22
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11. |
Board Up the House
04:33
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BOARD UP THE HOUSE
Take me away from the ocean, I’ve already gone away
I’m already gone
Take me up north to the blue grass, horse-meat and pharmacies
I’m already gone
Board up the house!
Hide your boys and girls!
Board up the house!
Hide your boys and girls!
We wanted the best for our sweet little September castaway
I’m already gone
She’s floating in acetone, covered in bruises and common colds
I’m already gone
Board up the house!
Hide your boys and girls!
Board up the house!
Hide your boys and girls!
Board up the house!
Board up the house!
Board up the house!
Board up the house!
Board up!
Hide your boys and. . .
Hide your girls and. . .
Hide your. . .
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MTNS. (THE CROWN & ANCHOR)
You’re never awake
But you don’t seem to sleep at all
Those stolen flowers inside your guts
Will take you away
Steady the hand that lays the child to bed
Barbitals and decay
The crown and anchor
You’ll curse at the sky
Three words for which the boys have no names
How many beasts in the night
To take you away
What quivers and shakes?
What fills your stomach and clogs your veins?
Whose claws do scratch at your wooden limbs?
And tear you away
Steady the hand that lays the dogs to rest
Barbitals and decay
The crown and anchor
We will never sleep
We will never wake
We will drift away
We will never sleep
We will never wake
We will drift away
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13. |
Foolsong
02:57
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FOOLSONG
That fool who digs his own grave
“I’m still trying to find my way out!
But if it’s the long way
I’ll sleep in this bed I’ve made.”
The kids have fallen on blades
It’s too late to figure out
It’s too late for babies to beg for their beds
It’s too late to ignore the storm up ahead
It’s too dark to see my way out
Now all I can do about anything wrong
Is dig further down
Further down
When we finally awake
We’ll burn our bodies on stakes
A tower of ashes and sawdust will lie
Where our castles were made
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14. |
Collapse
03:51
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COLLAPSE
We are all soured milk
When we look in the mirror, we collapse
When our time has come
When our finger’s on the trigger, we collapse
Arms are flailing
Swirling like the poison in the sink
Like the Southern Belle
Playing songs of horror
Like teeth amongst the grass
Like the bullet shell
Whistle and I’ll hum
Watch the good folks run
We are all rotten fruit
When the pipeline starts to flowing, we collapse
When our time has come
When the courtyard needs a lynching, we collapse
Arms are failing
The devil’s in the eye of every man
Water and the well
A Baptist and a baby
Were rolling in the weeds
Keep her spirit well
The tarpit daughter’s father
Will lay her out to dry
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15. |
Psalms Alive
04:08
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PSALMS ALIVE
I am the nail that you can’t strike
I am the spear that will run you through
And when the shots were falling we were sound asleep
And you filled your palms with dirty bombs
Instead of hand-grenades
I am teeth which cannot bite
I’ll tear your garden up by the roots
And when the shots were falling we were sound asleep
And you filled your palms with dirty bombs
Instead of hand-grenades
Hear the seven bell tolls
Ringing loud for you
Coroners and vultures
Cry out, “Gloria!”
All across the valley
Onward towards the sun
The two-bit prophet sways and
Pulls a price from everyone
Feel the heavy hoof-beats
Pound across the land
The sin of our forefathers
Lies within our clutching hands
Watch the planes pass over
Hear its call-to-arms
The golden drunk of morning
Made me straight my bended knee
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16. |
Stretchmarker
03:23
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17. |
The Line Between
05:02
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THE LINE BETWEEN
I turned my head up and the sky was empty
I wasn’t looking for paradise
And when I asked for comfort from the land of plenty
I came to realize. . .
You have taken this for granted
Please don’t take it all away
Feel the light of day. Feel it fade away
Walk the line between the righteous and the wicked
And tomorrow I’ll be gone. . .
I thrust my hands in ‘til the nerves all went cold
I tasted silver and I tasted gold
And when the bandage lifted, our scars were newborn
We still felt everything. . .
I have taken this for granted
Please don’t take it all away
Feel the light of day. Feel it fade away
Walk the line between the righteous and the wicked
And tomorrow I’ll be gone. . .
Feel the light of day. Feel it fade away
Walk the line between the righteous and the wicked
And tomorrow I’ll be gone. . .
And tomorrow I’ll be gone. . .
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