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Feeling queer
03:24
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What’s with these mannerisms
Someday you’ll understand me
Who’s here just for a laugh
Our world within their expectations
Laugh at that guy’s hair
Obtuse to self-expression
Out-doing the patriarchy
Who cares, anyway
Feeling queer
Watching the world go cold
Feeling queer
Get kicks as night turns bright
Feeling queer
Turning to drugs and lust
Feeling queer
Oppressing the ones oppressed
You’ve searched inside yourself
You’ve found a chance to grow
A cup of cold green tea
A batch of burnt cupcakes
Laugh at that guy’s hair
Obtuse to self-expression
Out-doing the patriarchy
Who cares, anyway
Feeling queer
Watching the world go cold
Feeling queer
Get kicks as night turns bright
Feeling queer
Turning to drugs and lust
Feeling queer
Oppressing the ones oppressed
Obsessed with perfection
Obsessed with attraction
Obsessed with self-pity
Obsessed with approval
Obsessed with rejection
Obsessed with rituals
Obsessed with jealousy
Obsessed with obsession
Feeling queer
Watching the world go cold
Feeling queer
Get kicks as night turns bright
Feeling queer
Turning to drugs and lust
Feeling queer
Oppressing the ones oppressed
Feeling queer
Watching the world go cold
Feeling queer
Get kicks as night turns bright
Feeling queer
Turning to drugs and lust
Feeling queer
Oppressing the ones oppressed
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2. |
In the dead of night
03:46
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I can’t stop thinking
That something wants to take me
Away from my own thought patterns
Somewhere that’s not been seen
If the dark cloud hadn’t come
I might have made it home
And now I’m not so sure
Where I want to be
And sometimes I like to walk
Alone till I’m back with me
In the dead of night
In the dead of night
It’s harder to think about truth
Or make sense of positive connotations
When I’m constantly sent down there
A place where we use fronts
And sometimes I like to walk
Alone till I’m back with me
In the dead of night
In the dead of night
In the dead of night
In the dead of night
I’m taking a deep breath
I’m tasting the sour air
I’m thinking of home
I’m thinking of no one
In the dead of night
In the dead of night
In the dead of night
In the dead of night
In the dead of night
In the dead of night
In the dead of night
In the dead of night
In the dead of night
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3. |
Sugar pill
04:21
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When the rain falls
You run and hide
When the doctor calls
You open wide
Take one twice a day
Until the pain goes away
We rely on sugar pills
Sugar pills is all we get
Take another sugar pill
For a chance to forget
It’s not quite working
Take them down
One by one by one
Relieve that frown
Your choices can’t be rectified
Feel your throat tighten from inside
We rely on sugar pills
Sugar pills is all we get
Take another sugar pill
For a chance to forget
One by one by one by one
By one by one by one by one
One by one by one by one
By one by one by one by one
Take one twice a day
Until the pain goes away
We rely on sugar pills
Sugar pills is all we get
Take another sugar pill
For a chance to forget
We rely on sugar pills
Sugar pills is all we get
Take another sugar pill
For a chance to forget
One by one by one by one
By one by one by one by one
One by one by one by one
By one by one by one by one
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Thank god this seat’s velvet
I’m so uncomfortable
Who’s knocking on my door
It’s just a bitter wind
Thinking of the future
Only to be filled with sorrow
Say goodbye to lasting security
Waiting for a better tomorrow
Who gave him the key
The child in me holds tight
Nostalgia never stung harder
When will things be right
Thinking of the future
Only to be filled with sorrow
Say goodbye to lasting security
Waiting for a better tomorrow
Imagine money grew like weeds
And liquid gold came from bees
Is it so hard for us to see that oxygen is all we need
Thinking of the future
Only to be filled with sorrow
Say goodbye to lasting security
Waiting for a better tomorrow
Thinking of the future
(I've thought about this far too long)
Only to be filled with sorrow
(It fills me right up to my soul)
Say goodbye to lasting security
(This is the last thing I need)
Waiting for a better tomorrow
(I'm never saying goodbye)
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I saw you standing
Hands on your hips
Against the night’s sky
Blood on your lips
I wanted to try
To get to grips on the double
And now you’re in trouble
You’re in trouble
And now you’re in trouble
You’re in trouble
Like I told you
On the phone
You can’t leave well
Enough alone
When the bomb goes off
We’re all trapped in the rubble
And now you’re in trouble
You’re in trouble
And now you’re in trouble
You’re in trouble
Our history shows no regret
I’ll check your pulse to ensure you’re not dead
Some people never change
Your hands on your hips
The dawn is breaking
My name on your lips
You wreak havoc
But I burst your bubble
And now you’re in trouble
You’re in trouble
And now you’re in trouble
You’re in trouble
Our history shows no regret (no regrets, you see)
I’ll check your pulse to ensure you’re not dead (don’t point the gun at me)
You’re in trouble
You’re in trouble
And now you’re in trouble
You’re in trouble
You’re in trouble
You’re in trouble
And now you’re in trouble
You’re in trouble
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6. |
Awash
05:04
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Walking along the shore
I can’t take any more
Of your bullshit
I’m done with it
You don’t behave like you oughta
Now our ship is taking on water
You’re the suspect
Who caused us to be shipwrecked
But like a moth to the flame
I reset the board and get back in the game
It’s folly
To say sorry
So I’m awash with anger
With you and with me
Awash with fear of what this could be
Wash me away
That’s the price I pay
The smell of sea in the air
The salt stiffens my hair
I could visit
But I’m done with it
I was caught in your riptide
But the gulf between us is too wide
And it’s still folly
For me to say sorry
So I’m awash with anger
With you and with me
Awash with fear of what this could be
Wash me away
That’s the price I pay
So I’m awash with anger
With you and with me
Awash with fear of what this could be
Wash me away
That’s the price I pay
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7. |
Hypothermia
03:57
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Throwing my ash
Into a south-eastward wind
Flint sparks fly
It’s a longer day than usual
We can’t wait
We embrace so I try
Looking around I see
I’m sure you’ll find me
Crystals surround your haven
With a chisel made of lust
This day needs healing
My pain needs removing
Why did you leave
Hypothermia
Why do we grieve
Hypothermia
Will I tug on your sleeve
Hypothermia
The stories we weave
Now I need a recovering embrace
Shadowed by transparency
Our time is static
Everyone else is hasty
It’ll take you all night
What is this strange paradox
Trying to contact you
You won’t get back to me
Crystals surround your haven
With a chisel made of lust
This day needs healing
My pain needs removing
Why did you leave
Hypothermia
Why do we grieve
Hypothermia
Will I tug on your sleeve
Hypothermia
The stories we weave
Then I remember
Ice creates an illusion
Just like hypothermia
You’re not actually there for me
Then I remember
Ice creates an illusion
Just like hypothermia
You’re not actually there for me
Crystals surround your haven
With a chisel made of lust
This day needs healing
My pain needs removing
Why did you leave
Hypothermia
Why do we grieve
Hypothermia
Will I tug on your sleeve
Hypothermia
The stories we weave
Hypothermia
Hypothermia
Hypothermia
Hypothermia
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8. |
Icicle works
03:57
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Stepping out
Onto a slope
Your feet dragging
As you fasten your rope
Climbing up
Away from the others
Reaching the top
Your stomach flutters
Over the scape
You see a creature
Standing with a mirror
Reflecting the future
It looks like you
With swollen pupils
Representing past mistakes
And making them fruitful
Snowflakes settling
In the shapes of your dreams
With icicle works triggering
Suppression of your mean
Chilled-drops collect in your lashes
Blurring your sight of the scene
Rotating winds and dark shadows
Remind you where you have been
Chilled-drops collect in your lashes
Blurring your sight of the scene
Rotating winds and dark shadows
Remind you where you have been
After what feels like
A hundred years
The team reaches you
But they notice your fear
You babble about
The haunting creature
That showed you everything
You needed to be here
Your mouth foaming
You feel a pinch
The feeling of frost
Moving inch by inch
You see a face
And how much you missed her
But then you realise
You don’t have a sister
Snowflakes settling
In the shapes of your dreams
With icicle works triggering
Suppression of your mean
Snowflakes settling
In the shapes of your dreams
With icicle works triggering
Suppression of your mean
Chilled-drops collect in your lashes
Blurring your sight of the scene
Rotating winds and dark shadows
Remind you where you have been
Chilled-drops collect in your lashes
Blurring your sight of the scene
Rotating winds and dark shadows
Remind you where you have been
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9. |
Loneliest together
03:15
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The coldest hello
An awkward hug
You look through me
Competing with your thoughts
My mind there
Your heart here
Our stare hurts
We’re loneliest together
Loneliest together
Enquiries galore
Believing it’s OK
Locked up tight
Competing with your shield
My mind there
Your heart here
Our stare hurts
We’re loneliest together
Loneliest together
New tactics
Social lubricant
Questions
And questions
Nothing
You say fine
We’re back-to-back
One word
Two thoughts
Unbalanced feelings
Opening our book
A million torn pages
How can I compete by myself
My mind there
Your heart here
Our stare hurts
We’re loneliest together
My mind there
Your heart here
Our stare hurts
We’re loneliest together
Loneliest together
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A girl stands at the window
Nose pressed against the glass
She wants the dancing ballerina
But she’s too scared to ask
The shop of wonders
Of relics gone by
Never really knowing what will
Catch her eye
The girl walks in to the
Smell of the wet
Of the place people bring things
To forget
It’s dim and dusty
A tomb for our time
Some of the artefacts
Covered in grime
In the window the dancer
Jewellery box-bound
Slowly revolving and
Only a pound
Make the purchase
And get out of here
“Would you like a bag
For that, dear?”
She held the object on which
Her heart was set
From the place people bring things
To forget
Now the years pass so quickly that
A wedding dress hangs where
A ballerina sat
There was no break-up
No bitter scorn
The wedding dress label says
“Never been worn”
Charity shop wedding dress
Charity shop wedding dress
Charity shop wedding dress
Charity shop wedding dress
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11. |
Cut out my heart
04:17
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Gazing upon this burnt horizon
I know there’s only one direction
Through the fire wind and rain
Snaking motions navigate the plane
When I
Left you
Time just
Stood still
I don’t care about rewards
I’ll study all my life at Oxford
Learn the way to wield this knife
Cut out my heart to renew my life
Now we come to round two
Take my silence as a cue
Inside thoughts riddled by a Sphinx
If I falter she’ll take my hints
I know I promised to come back
After weighing options, I’m making tracks
Every minute with you, I used tropes
To understand your choices wrapped in ropes
Now I’ve
Left you
Time runs
Backwards
I don’t care about rewards
I’ll study all my life at Oxford
Learn the way to wield this knife
Cut out my heart to renew my life
I don’t care about rewards
I’ll study all my life at Oxford
Learn the way to wield this knife
Cut out my heart to renew my life
I have to admit this is a lesson
About how I handle emotional repression
Scanning the area to find the old me
Reunited here under a hemlock tree
I execute a moon-like motion
Facing an idol which is halcyon
And sometimes I think it’s all over
But the ghosts inside drown my hunger
I don’t care about rewards
I’ll study all my life at Oxford
Learn the way to wield this knife
Cut out my heart to renew my life
I don’t care about rewards
I’ll study all my life at Oxford
Learn the way to wield this knife
Cut out my heart to renew my life
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12. |
Feel my feelings
04:07
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Right from the start
Light beams won’t dance
Dragging me down
With the grey clouds
One hundred eyes
Looks to the skies
Raining down
On this lotus crown
Opening up my skin
Feel this bud in my chest
It is waiting for your rain
Feel my feelings pooling
In the abscess of my pain
Floods clear the path
Into my heart
No survivors
To cause a stir
Leaves make strange shows
With oily rainbows
Petals break off
These skies won’t stop
Opening up my ribs
Feel this bud in my chest
It is waiting for your rain
Feel my feelings pooling
In the abscess of my pain
Feel this bud in my chest
It is waiting for your rain
Feel my feelings pooling
In the abscess of my pain
Rain don’t go away
Stay till I’m happy again
Rain don’t go away
Stay till I’m happy again
Rain don’t go away
Stay till I’m happy again
Rain don’t go away
Stay till I’m happy again
Feel this bud in my chest
It is waiting for your rain
Feel my feelings pooling
In the abscess of my pain
Feel this bud in my chest
It is waiting for your rain
Feel my feelings pooling
In the abscess of my pain
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13. |
Irreplaceable
03:36
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The stained windows of Notre Dame
The pyramids’ stone bricks
The pillars of Athens
They all can be fixed
You’re irreplaceable
If there were two of you
I’d still fuck up twice
But I’ll get another day or two
The blue stone in the ocean
The Easter Island head stone face
The rotting fruit of Eden
They all can be replaced
But you’re irreplaceable
If there were two of you
I’d still fuck up twice
But I’ll get another day or two
You’re irreplaceable
If there were two of you
I’d still fuck up twice
But I’ll get another day or two
But in my dreams
You turned to rust
For ever didn’t last long
Neither did trust
All the moments
Swimming in my head
Could fill an encyclopaedia instead
You’re irreplaceable
If there were two of you
I’d still fuck up twice
But I’ll get another day or two
You’re irreplaceable
If there were two of you
I’d still fuck up twice
But I’ll get another day or two
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The Gliding Faces Coventry, UK
Pop duo bringing dark pop with an alternative twist. Formed of Max Herring and Daniel Bailey-Graham.
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