1. |
Once Alienated
03:55
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I was once alienated
From your love
I live in a world frustrated
It is alienated from your love
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2. |
Strange Desires
04:19
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Strange desires are under my skin
Strange desires wanna take me over
I've given into this
I'm forsaking bliss
'Cause I'm hurting you
And I'm hurting me
Plato says Reason rules
But I can feel things too
Strange desires feel good at times
Strange desires sometimes lie
I've given into this
I'm forsaking bliss
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3. |
Justified
04:03
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I’m at a loss for what to do
All around us people tellin’ lies
We’re fallin’ into compromise
How can ya see when the lights are dim?
When the lights are dim
We’re all at each other’s throats
Evil doers who praise and gloat
Who’s going to show us who we really are?
You can’t see well when the lights are dim
Scales fell from our eyes
The true lights’ now shining through
Let’s all leave the cave behind
With the light we see anew
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Meditations
07:05
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I haven't got any imaginary friends
But I've got imaginary ideas about myself
I grew out of the former when I became a man
But the latter still remains sometimes undetected
I'm philosophical
And sometimes magical
A self-justified original
I thought therefore I was
I thought therefore I was someone special
Maybe higher than others and more perceptual
Delusions diagnosis is self-refuted
I took off all the best fitted hats
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Envy
04:35
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I want your body, like it was my body
I want your money, like it was my money
I wanna be funny, how you're so funny
I want it to be sunny and not so rainy
Yesterday I saw the most amazing thing
It was a sign on a billboard
It told me that I could 'Get away'
But when I went I was still myself (hey!)
This is my body
This is my money
This is as funny as I can be!
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Cinema
04:40
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My mind is a cinema
That projects the things I’ve seen
It can feel surreal at times
I’m not sure what it all means
Whether things all in my past
Or the things that I could do
It all comes to mind so fast
Is there something I can do?
I can’t undo what I’ve seen
It’s obscene
The light I see on the wall
Reminds me of you
These projections don’t always show
What is the truth
When your filters’ in my mind
Changing my perspective everyday
Like an early morning matinee
For your love I would gladly pay
You can undo
Who I’ve been
Wash me clean
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7. |
Butterflies
06:18
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Are my feet firmly planted?
Do I feel the grass on my feet?
Follow me to fantasy worlds
That don’t count for a thing
Butterflies have left through my chest
I’ve been opened up to figure out the rest
The birds have landed and they’ve built a nest
My ideals have no come true
Bodies with neglected souls
They’re shrivelled and they’re dying
They’re leaking holes
I struggle with my ideals while you perish
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Hell
03:53
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She stands on the street corner
She calls out my name, it drives me insane
She’s like honey at first
It tastes so good but later is the taste of wormwood
She invites me to be with her
But her path lead to hell
There’s a linger over my life
I can’t seem to dispel!
(She leads to hell!)
She’s got a performed bed for you
You’d better flee, you’d better run
And turn your heart away!
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9. |
Same Old Things
06:26
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I built it all
And nothing seems to hit the spot
I’m chasing dreams
Built on the empty things that I forgot
Sometimes I feel as though I’ve lost the plot
I’m cramming so much into my soul
The same old things
It’s just the same old things
Bigger houses and bigger barns
What if my life is required of me tonight?
Sometimes I feel as though we’ve lost the plot
We’re cramming so much into our souls
The same old things
What if I’m required tonight?
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10. |
Spider
04:17
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Like a spider, daggling from his web
Over fire
Pretty soon he’ll be dead
Why did he build here?
A location so unwise
What was he thinking?
Temperatures rising, melting threads
He began to feel the burn
His mortality now discerned
Who does he cling to?
Is there anyone out there to save?
Almost in the furnace
Almost in the furnace
Temperatures rising
No shelter anywhere!
Give me your hand!
I need to be rescued!
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11. |
There You Are
03:50
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I used to write songs
I used to write songs not knowing what they were about
Love songs
Suddenly you were there after much searching
There you are
I know you're in my heart
There you are
And I'm thinking of you
I used to write songs without conviction
And sometimes I still do
Love songs - I wish I was more than half-hearted!
But you still call me back to you
You still love me and call me back to you
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The Topladys Sydney, Australia
The Topladys are an Sydney-based band in the Australiana style, while injecting a little bit of everything else.
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