1. |
Singular Forms
04:20
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colour tv saved my life
mistook my emotions for something real
somehow I still can’t visualise
the way this is beginning
I crashed my bike and lost my keys
it’s 4 am, I’m lost somewhere
another early morning sun
I’d've missed had I taken the last bus home
and I can’t evade myself
there’s so many things I could complain about
but you, no matter how you try, you’re not quite there
hold onto me for nearly forever
I won’t mind
I’m not yet sick of you; I really don’t mind
and all I’m left with here today
is the sight of the back end of your head
sliced by the light through your venetian blinds
blinding me away
I’m nearly certain that I’m still awake
but if I’m not I doubt I’d care
there’s some hundred things I could try moan about
but you, no matter what you’ll say, you’re not quite there
hold onto me for nearly forever
I won’t mind
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2. |
(Collide)
03:43
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[incoherent mumbling]
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3. |
(Confusion)
02:20
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i used to get along just fine until I
fell away;
fell away and got bored and lost my mind.
i might as well not stay here all day
and run away -
and walk away until I'm
not quite sure where I am anymore.
[...]
/fin.
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