1. |
Mire
03:40
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Numb senses, heavy eyes
I tell you this is not my disguise
Vision clouds, grey skies
There’s no fields of green behind these eyes
I don’t feel a thing
Can’t feel the sting
I’m stuck in this unholy mire
Bruised lips, ringing ears
It’s what I get for my part in the years
Cold nights, shaky dawn
I’m stuck like this until we reach the morn
I don’t feel a thing
Can’t feel the sting
I’m stuck in this unholy mire
I don’t feel a thing
Can’t feel the sting
I’m caught in this old rotting mire
Sweaty palms, itchy nose
I don’t know where my imprint goes
Achy joints, buzzing brain
Don’t know when I’ll feel like this again
I don’t feel a thing
Can’t feel the sting
I’m stuck in this unholy mire
Cold nights, shaky dawn
I’m stuck like this til we reach the morn
Numb senses, heavy eyes
I tell you this is not my disguise
Stench rising, nausea waits
Clench my buttocks and accept my fate
When the shit….hits the fan
Thru’ the night she’ll do the can can
I don’t feel a thing
Can’t feel the sting
I’m stuck in this unholy mire
I don’t feel a thing
Can’t feel the sting
I’m caught in this old rotting mire
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2. |
The Line
04:39
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There’s a line to be drawn
Every time I see your face
There’s a line to be crossed
Every time I find my space (x2)
I’m just driving down the empty road
It’s 4am and there’s no-one home
But still I must go
Go to the place I’ve not seen before
This road is long and windy
And there’s many right and wrong turns
But still I keep going
Hoping to arrive at your door
Theres a line…(x2)
I’m going blind, the lights in front of me
I can’t see the wood from the trees
But still I’ve got my foot to the floor
And I’m wondering what its all for
So I drive and I drive and I drive
Down that busy but empty road
And slap another weary sign upon my head
It’s just another episode
Theres a line….(x4)
(at 3rd) But still I must go…go to the place I’ve not seen before
But still I keep going…hoping to arrive at your door
I’ve been here before…and I know I’ll be here again
I feel my time is coming…and I’m sure I’ll be ready then
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3. |
Queer
04:34
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Can't be arsed to get out of bed today
Gonna lie here and think about another way
To get thru' the day without feeling queer
Queer to be here
Can't bring myself to look in the mirror today
To see what's looking back in a funny way
I look and I can't help feeling queer
Queer to be here
Another day...oh...another day
Can't even move to switch on the TV today
It would just irritate me anyway
It's things like that, when I'm feeling queer
Queer to be here
Another day...oh...another day
Not exactly a roll in the hay...anyway
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4. |
One Step (Too Far)
03:29
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Ok, we start again, just like nothing ever coulda
an' if you feel better, for just one second, I guess all's as it shoulda
Weird, but it suits me, you sulking at the tables end
And now, you see why, I could never be your friend
So ya keep this up, your form says you will
It's so comical it's so farcical, that's what gives me such a thrill
That's the way it is, you're not as smart as you think you are
Me, I'm the same smug cunt, now aint that bizarre
No biggie, some you win, some you lose
Aint necessarily the life we choose
But to mess with it, is not to live
And not to live, is not to give it all
The truth or what are we here for?
To bore, bore my fucking head off?
I don't think so
Aint ever gonna work, come on
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5. |
Close Watch
02:43
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6. |
7th Heaven
05:00
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I open my eyes
I like what I see
I see that you are singing
Everything is cosy baby, I know that they'll be ringing
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I hear what yr thinking
I know what’s on your mind
I see what yr saying
Yr not the hurting kind
And the back doesn’t change from the front very much
and the song remains the same
and the flack that I take doesn’t hurt very much all the same
When you’re frightened to say what you really think
Just like yesterday
Don’t hold back, gimme the flack all the same
I hear what yr thinking
The trouble in yr heart
I know what’s yr reason
I knew right from the start
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8. |
Pig In My Brain
02:53
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