1. |
Twisted Fiction
04:38
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Tasted the air to find its sweetness declared
You're blinded
Her auburn hair unwinded
All up in your face
And it's perfect
You were always the writer
The lover (not the fighter)
And how your words ignite her
In all of the right places
And it's perfect
Twisted fiction and the drink
You know, you can't fake her
Your unadulterated ink would surely please the maker
Stoned again and seeking sin
And then this ship starts sinking
As the evening starts to spin
I only smoke when I'm drinking...
Tasted the air to find it's
Burnt Colombian grind, it's
Just another muddy Monday a.m.
And now you're losing mind is trying to convince you
That last night was perfect
Twisted fiction and the drink
You know you can't fake her
Your unadulterated ink would surely please the maker
Stoned again and seeking sin
And then this ship starts sinking
As the evening starts to spin
I only smoke when I'm drinking...
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2. |
Lover in the Cellar
04:52
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La femme, she looks best
In absent-light
Shrouded by a mess of birds in flight
So I know she dare not stray, I keep her tucked away
I keep her tucked away
“Help me”
Lover deep within
The cellar, black
Beats the sketchy grin, but it beats back
So I know she’s there to play, I keep her tucked away
I keep her tucked away
But I’m alright
Me? I’m feelin’ fine
Intelligent design or random lines
Make up my mind
I’ll catch you on the flip side
The Expedition sent to find
What I keep buried in my mind
Will never see the light of day
And then I’ll never tell you anything again
The shaded girls in faded murals
With all their lovely braids and curls
Are stuck forever on display
And now I’ll never tell you anything again!
Meds, meds, meds, no I don’t need my meds, meds, meds, you can have’em …
But I’m alright
Me? I’m feelin’ fine
Intelligent design or random lines
Make up my mind
I’ll catch you on the flip side
And I’m alright
Look Mom, I’m doing fine
And I feel so inclined to spill the pills that still my mind
So I’ll catch you on the flip side
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3. |
The Monster We Made
04:04
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It's all the rage
Darker meat
Closer to the bone
If war be waged
You cut your teeth
On cloudy color tones
Better to go-it alone
He dried the rose
Took its sun
Just to see it fade
The blinds were closed
And pedals spun
Into solemn shade
Look at the monster you made...
Glorious! Glorious!
Look at the monster you made
The buzzing crowd
Warming glow
Burning effigy
Then it gets loud
They start the show
A spectacle to see
The stars come out
The sirens sound
We see him on parade
He dried the rose
Took its sun
Just to see it fade
Look at the monster he made...
Glorious! Glorious!
Look at the monster you made
And you see him
You see him looking back
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4. |
Devil
04:22
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Lost yourself in the depths of your coffee cup
There you find everything or nothing at all
Where everybody hates how you’re pulling out the plug
Flat-lining every single thing that you ever loved
I’m only the Devil when you’re down
I’m in your head and idle hands
Yes I can entertain if you are my violin
On the corner where I stole your heart through beguiling
Toronto doesn’t cut it, so New York or Vienna dear?
You justified ‘afraid to fly’ for right-wing extremists fears
(And I can’t blame you there)
I’m only the Devil when you’re down
I’m in your head and idle hands
I’m only the devil
Three tiered cake and wedding gown
I’m in your head and idle hands
That’s where I am…
Never did I ever feel so miserable as to see
What I became, finding out what I couldn’t be
Never did I ever feel so curious as to see
What I became, sent to comment on ecstasy
I’m only the Devil when you’re down
I’m in your head and idle hands
I’m only the devil
Three tiered cake and wedding gown
I’m in your head and idle hands
That’s where I am…
You can find me in the details.
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5. |
Go Back
04:11
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Rainy day inspiration came streaming down the glass
Sad to say, but your vacation was never meant to last
But when you review the pictures
That's when you'll go back
When you review the pictures
Your lovely photographs
That's when you'll go back
Greys display your daily aging
Watch them take the blacks
Thirty came as cruel invasion
And thus becomes your fact
But when you review the pictures
That's when you'll go back
When you review the pictures
Your lovely photographs
That's when you'll go back
Oh lai de dye…
I know you’re not feeling alright
I know what keeps you up at night
How I wish, I wish that I could help you
I know what occupies your mind
I know you sit and bide your time
How I wish, I wish that life didn’t overwhelm you
I wish that, I do…
But when you review the pictures
That's when you'll go back
When you review the pictures
Your lovely photographs
That's when you'll go back
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