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Garden Party
02:21
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Feed my heartache for another day
I’ve got all I’ll want anyways
No use going home, I must restrain
I’ll need better bones to hold my weight
Take me to the back
Take me to the back where I can stay
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Beach Bum
02:51
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Let me go, to return my heart of gold
And pretend I’m all alone
A life in the sun might make sense
It’s this home that spoils my damaged soul
I’m neglected as a whole
I’d rather have sand in my eyes
Pray for me, pray for me
And return my heart
Pray for me, pray for me
Take my ghost and return him to his host
I thought I needed this the most
I’m starting to think I’m now ill
I don’t know if I’m gonna be engrossed
By these sandy wet beach life hopes
A lie handed to me on stilts
Pray for me, pray for me
And return my heart
Pray for me, pray for me
Yeah
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Filthy Dreaming
03:50
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I feel more like I’m on Ritalin
Give me more time to accept my skin
Make me kneel for I’m real
Like the first time that I let them in
What’s the highlight to your nightlife
When’s the first time that you got it right
Where’s the meaning to this feeling
It’s the first time that I took myself down
Ooh, right
Scenes are seeming to be leaving
I felt more will when I was sleeping
Where’s the feeling, filthy dreaming
It’s the last time that they’re taking me down
Ooh, right
Ooh, right
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Up Again
06:17
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Veer the passing flame, blown the erring way
Gave a second look, unfortunately late
Caught inside a nook, keeping up with books
Learning different cues, unprepared to lose
Come to me, set me free to leave
Until it goes up again, until it goes up again, oh
Missed the passing shade, held out for the rain
Made it my room, wrote the second page
Caught inside a book, wholly understood
Tried to make part two, I’ve become renewed
Come to me, set me free to leave
Until it goes up again, until it goes up again, oh
Step inside, tantalize my mind
Until you show up again, until you show up again
Revealed in the dark history
My fear for the fallen league
You’ll defend your heart’s release
I’ll know who you are to me
I see why you want to leave
You make blunder hard to see
They’ve siphoned your slain belief
I’ll show who you are to me
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