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Party Analyst
03:44
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Lina had me moving up and down a comedy show
Tender lips are something she‘d only use to get what she wants
She wasn‘t afraid of boys with attitude
Consumption and change are the games she’d mastered just to keep her amused
Made it all so hard while you could‘ve just danced with somebody
Instead you just waited for a chance to revive counterfeit confidence
Guess the break up hit you harder than you already want to confess?
Used to be a cage-breaking lion, now you‘re just a party analyst
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Digital Shelter
03:09
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Clean your nose
Paint your whole face up with brown hues
Reload the blurring tool
Delete all your felonies
Raise the glass to your identity
Living in a digital shelter
Lies won‘t hurt you anymore
Drunk manners, professional report
What‘s the difference in a message with your audience short on
Hold on to a shot of your reflection
Fear has left what you can‘t remove
attention and patience running low
Left the liquor in the fridge and the cake out in the snow
Oh
Could you use a hand on your food review?
A well known trend?
Or a meat substitute?
Tease your friends with memories
Cut the carbs to fit your calories
Living in a cynical shelter
Lies won‘t hurt you anymore
Hold on to a shot of your reflection
Fear had left what you can‘t remove
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Girls On Bikes
03:34
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He spoke words that you couldn't hear
Used books spin around and disappear
The clock won't strike to catch the end
Hold up the edge of a sticky pen
To get
Away,
Crossed bars and fingers to drop by
The same old day,
Wake up in tears tonight
Well, it seems like you're running out of your time
And the stethoscope you once held looks so kind
Remember when you had a crush on your dreams?
Calm sweat and charm running down your sleeves
Bold lines to get into her ripped jeans
You got so close to end up out of her reach
Stolen hands from your neck
No more tender fingers sliding down your back
Well, it seems like you're running out of your time
And the stethoscope you once held looks so kind
Just keep looking after those girls on bikes
Their unheard voices that you can't deny
Oh, you lost every bit of self-respect
Too bad she ain't coming to bring it back
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4. |
You
03:13
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So I waited till four
Cold spikes lying on the ground
Blue lights up in front
Hope the boys didn't pick you up
Guess we had it all coming when chasing the necessity
To swap blurry impressions
For our reality
I'll be waiting for you
Here we go again
You traded all your fun for haste
All the cuffs seem far yet those iron bars left a scar across your face
Tears fall when you walk by
My illusion has become a weight
Dark painted silhouettes
Blue lights up in my windowframe
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