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| 1. |
| 6:09 | 
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No more going to the dark side with your flying saucer eyes
No more falling down a wormhole that I have to pull you out The wriggling, squiggling worm inside Devours from the inside out No more talk about the old days It's time for something great I want you to get out And make it work So many lies So many lies So many lies So feel the love come off of them And take me in your arms Peel all of your layers off I want to eat your artichoke heart No more leaky holes in your brain And no false starts I wanna get out And make it work So many lies So many lies So many lies So feel the love come off of them And take me in your arms I wanna get out And make it work I want you to get out And make it work I'll be ok So many lies So many lies So many lies So feel the love come off of them And take me in your arms |
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| 2. |
| 5:57 |
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What will grow quickly, that you can't make straight
It's the price you gotta pay Do yourself a favour and pack you bags Buy a ticket and get on the train Buy a ticket and get on the train Cause this is fucked up, fucked up Cause this is fucked up, fucked up People get crushed like biscuit crumbs And laid down in the bed you made You have tried your best to please everyone But it just isn't happening No, it just isn't happening And it's fucked up, fucked up And this is fucked up, fucked up This your blind spot, blind spot It should be obvious, but it's not. But it isn't, but it isn't You cannot kickstart a dead horse You just crush yourself and walk away I don't care what the future holds Cause I'm right here in your arms today With your fingers you can touch me I'm your black swan, black swan But I made it to the top, made it to the top This is fucked up, fucked up You are fucked up, fucked up This is fucked up, fucked up Be your black swan, black swan I'm for spare parts, broken up |
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| 3. |
| 7:50 |
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What will grow quickly, that you can't make straight
It's the price you gotta pay Do yourself a favour and pack you bags Buy a ticket and get on the train Buy a ticket and get on the train Cause this is fucked up, fucked up Cause this is fucked up, fucked up People get crushed like biscuit crumbs And laid down in the bed you made You have tried your best to please everyone But it just isn't happening No, it just isn't happening And it's fucked up, fucked up And this is fucked up, fucked up This your blind spot, blind spot It should be obvious, but it's not. But it isn't, but it isn't You cannot kickstart a dead horse You just crush yourself and walk away I don't care what the future holds Cause I'm right here in your arms today With your fingers you can touch me I'm your black swan, black swan But I made it to the top, made it to the top This is fucked up, fucked up You are fucked up, fucked up This is fucked up, fucked up Be your black swan, black swan I'm for spare parts, broken up |
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