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Situation
01:33
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2. |
Bring Me Round
01:05
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I found it so hard to cope,
On this slippery slope,
I found it hard to dig in,
It feels so safe when falling.
They take me down.
They drag me down.
You bring me round.
But now it's simple to be.
Nothing bothers me.
Excited 'bout the climb.
Now that I've got the time.
They take me down.
They drag me down.
You bring me round.
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3. |
Wooden Teeth
03:44
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I love my wooden teeth; they mean all the world to me.
Made by someone into art, to match my old wooden heart.
They're great but try and spot, nasty woodworm and dry rot
I love my wooden teeth - that I got!
Would you like to see them?
They're yellow and brown.
Got them varnished last year.
It cost me a pound!
Would you like to help me?
By sanding them down.
Got to keep them shiny,
And structurally sound.
I love my wooden teeth; they mean all the world to me.
Artwork made from oak, in varnish left to soak.
They're fine for a little while, they soon got outta style
Can't feel my wooden teeth - that I got!
I love my wooden teeth
They love my wooden teeth
Do you love my wooden teeth?
Would you like to see them?
They're yellow and brown.
Got them varnished last year.
It cost me a pound!
Would you like to help me?
By sanding them down.
Got to keep them shiny,
And structurally sound.
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4. |
I
03:28
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It’s quiet here now that you've gone
Something, somewhere’s telling me its wrong
Reassure. I'm not so sure
Especially how I’m writhing on the floor
I'll leave for now
Leave
I maybe strange but you're a stranger now that you've gone
I'm in a daze but I’m still craving for the sun
I'm not sorry for something I truly believed
I'm only mad because I really care... well I cared.
I need somewhere to go
Be something else - be someone I know
It’s quiet here now that I’ve gone
Just the sound of me writing this song.
Can't talk for now
Can't
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5. |
Oughta Know
01:56
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I can't believe that it’s happened again, to me, this time, with you.
It started with control, with a smile on my face.
It spiralled away became out of place.
I can't breathe
Don't you think, don't you think, I’d want to know?
Don't you think, don't you think, I gotta know?
Don't you think, don't you think, I oughta know?
I'm just not comfortable anymore, here, just me, alone.
I can't see anymore, keep seeing your face,
I resigned from myself and fucking MySpace.
I must leave.
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6. |
This I Know
02:32
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Been walking around back here
Been pulling in those held dear
Caught a glimpse of myself outside
I'm hoping the image lied.
Cold pressure hangs around my heart
Ignoring signs that say don't start
Sometimes I wonder where to go.
Sometimes I fuck up and this I know.
Spent hours inside my brain
That time drives a man insane
I'm suspecting the image true
Distorted by thoughts of you
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7. |
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What have you done to yourself? You're not the same.
Something has gone from your eyes and I can't explain.
This is my condition
This is my perdition
Could you try and save me?
Could you try and save me?
Save me from my heart.
Glad you tried and save me?
Glad you tried and save me?
Save me from the start.
Gotta love, gotta rest, gotta fill that hole inside.
Get up get out of your mind - don't try to hide.
Situation’s never the same from the outside in.
Never let the world bring you pain, don't let it win.
(Chorus)
Its complex but depends on your stress. I know how you feel.
You yourself and nobody else can make you heal.
(Chorus)
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8. |
Time To Regret
02:11
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Dunno what to say,dunno what to do
Want or regret, haven't a clue
No one to blame, nothings the same
Games that I play, take me away
Thoughts in my head
Part of me dead
Regret this feeling inside
Nothing to know
Nothing to say
Nothing left to hide.
No sleep any more, as low as the floor
I'm taking the pills, they cure all my ills
Things that I said, things that I dread
It’s all a game, nothings the same
Thoughts in my head
Part of me dead
Regret this feeling inside
Nothing to know
Nothing to say
Nothing left to hide.
Now that I know
You'd think that I’d grow
Into something good
I need to get
Time to regret
Not even sure I should
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9. |
Suicidal Christmas
02:18
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Tramps stole my fillings,
And my lucky shoes
Well it served me right
For not having change
When I got home I found it
Burnt to the ground,
How unlucky can
One guy get?
Oh Santa please help me out?
Suicidal Christmas,
Gonna slash my wrists-mas
Ho Ho Ho.
Suicidal Christmas,
Gonna slash my wrists-mas.
Ho Ho Ho.
Got four leaved clovers
Instead of a tree
You'd think I’d have
Some bliss
Broke several mirrors,
Threw salt into my eye
Then my dog died,
of Syphilis
Oh Santa won't you help me out?
Hurrah its Christmas time
Everything’s usually fine
Sitting down with the family to dine
Drinking copious amounts of red wine
Kinda looks like blood.
Kinda hope its mine.
Because!
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10. |
Don't Wanna Rock
03:10
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Big black hair I’ve had my share. It's amusing. Amuse me.
Black will fade. Lighter shade. It's just grey - aren't they?
Music's loud, I’m so proud, to be here - so near.
I feel new and I do too. In two minds, two minds.
I don't really wanna rock,
I've been rocked around and I wanna stop.
I don't really, I don't really, I don't wanna rock.
I don't really wanna rock,
I've been rocked around, please make it stop.
I don't really, i don't really, i don't wanna rock.
Time moved on and I was wrong, I'll face it, change it
Change the scene and be seen. Belong. No one.
(Chorus)
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11. |
Scattergun
02:20
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Can you make the changes?
The kind that rearranges?
It’s not the end.
Have faith my friend?
Its not as bad as all that.
Please don't buy a cat,
For company.
Don't you see?
More than seven wonders.
There's safety in numbers.
That’s what we're told.
Sevenfold.
Get yourself back out there
Consider that a dare
You will see,
You'll thank me.
Now you know what to do
It’s all up to you
One last thing
I will sing
Keep your love in pound
Feet firm on the ground
That what I say
The game you play
Scattergun!
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12. |
Tony Towers
03:57
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If you need somewhere
Get to Tony Towers
Get away from it all
There’s a place called Tony Towers
You'll make the place your own,
Home away from home.
You'll never be alone,
With your own private throne.
It would be a crime
You have to make the time
Join the back of the line
There's a waiting list
Waiting list for Tony Towers
A place has opened up
At the great Tony Towers
It's a wonderous place,
Move along to Tony Towers
You are finally there
You're allowed to stare
Velvet everywhere
And a golden stair
You can just settle now
He can show you how
He will mop your brow
You'll love your stay
Your stay at Tony Towers
(break)
Something isn’t right
Strange sounds in the night
Then an awful fright
Then you lose your sight
Feel blood soaked floors
But there are no doors
You've found the only flaw
You never gonna leave
Forever a part of Tony Towers
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13. |
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Goodbye my love, not high enough
This sudden bliss, turned to this
Goodbye my friend, feeling the end
Has come for my soul. So…?
Time brands me a fool
Time eats us whole
Hello to myself, nobody else
Hold off again, I still remain.
Think hard so long, all here were wrong
And so it ends with…
Time brands me a fool
Time eats us whole
(Never gonna be) What you lack
(Never gonna be) On your back
(Never gonna lose) My control
(Never gonna lose) Another soul
(Always gonna try) Focus mind
(Always gonna try) Not be blind
(Always gonna be) Watching me
(Always gonna be) What you see
I'll let you know if I can take it.
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