1. |
1:14AM
02:28
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I'm sorry I left you waiting
I'm sorry I couldn't give you your cravin'
But nothing could take you from my memory
No, no, no nothing could wipe you from my memory
Nothing can take you from my memory
You're engraved in the matter now
Nothing can take you from my memory
Oh yeah I'll love you until my heart gives out
I'm sorry I tool all your favorite sweaters
I'm sorry I didn't call back to get 'em
But nothing could take you from my memory
No, no, no nothing could wipe you from my memory
Nothing can take you from my memory
You're engraved in the matter now
Nothing can take you from my memory
Oh yeah I'll love you until my heart gives out
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2. |
Revelation
03:40
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Chosen one on the steps of my government
Tell me is the word true, or is the lie truer?
Chosen one weaponize your freedom
As long as it'll get you through
The day is here the star is waiting
Tell your God that he don't play fair
Chosen one on the grass of my front lawn
Is that sign you hold or just the devil grabbing on?
Chosen one make your faith the cause
As long as it'll get you through
Oh it's a shame that you've turned away
It's a shame that you can't obey
'Cause all he wants is glory, to persevere in taste
So give me all of your money, your girls, your guns, your faith
The day is here the star is waiting
Tell your God that he don't play fair
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3. |
Surrealist Tendencies
02:21
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I'm tired of the simple things
That picket fence is awfully rotted
I'm tired of these waning dreams
I don't know how it started, this garden I planted
There's nothing blooming, no accruing, just barren plain
But yet I see there's something in the way it started
That makes be believe there's something in that desert breeze
So I'll keep talking to the moon in the sky
I'm talking to the girl in the sky, you think that she can hear me?
I'm praying to that ball of fire, you think that it'll end me?
I'm talking to the moon in the sky, you think that it can hear me?
I'm hoping that it hears me
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4. |
July
03:52
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Baby I do pledge allegiance to beauty and grace
the chariot waits for the day that I find the only way out
Baby I do wanna be brave I'm stuck on rewind
I'm still in the past where my favorite mistakes keep leading me on
There's a feeling I can't quite shake that I fall into
There's an angel here in my waiting room
Baby I want all that I need all I desire laid at my feet
So I do what I can, I do what I can
Yes I can see the line in the sand, a whisper of chaos
engraved in my hands where the stories I held weren't all mine
Truth is there's no room left to run slow
I've given up all I can yeah the truth is I've wasted too much time
Cause when you've got it good that don't mean it'll last
Oh when you've got it good that don't mean it'll last
There's a feeling I can't quite shake that I fall into
There's an angel here in my waiting room
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