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Sick Leave
04:14
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Sickleave
It’s a beautiful day
It’s a wonderful life
Papers predicts that fortunes will rise
The streets are a buzz
With hedonist smiles
Production will grow
Hail the good times
It goes round and around
Like a clock in mind
Faces are blurred
And your words are a lie
Remember the torture
And savour the strain
As we stand together
Alone In poisonous rain
And now I lye awake
And my hands they shake
The taste of raw metal
Occupies my tongue
Until you see yourself through eyes sore and red
Until you find yourself somewhere in your head
Until your dreams are filled with all the things you’ve said
Until the ground is sinking everywhere you tread
Until the endx2
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2. |
Curve
04:24
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CURVE
The twist of my mistakes, the subtle knife with blood upon its blade
The everlasting war that we have waged….on our dreams
The curve of conscious thought, refracted light that bends around the source
Of all our very best and all our worst….episodes
And now its comes to this, a simple move, a pawn becomes a queen,
Its everything you want, its all you need…and its here
Well this is it, so brace yourselves…its coming x3
A million souls, speak as one….they’re calling x3
And real life is just too much to bare, do you still care enough
The book, the film its mine
I only have to sign on the line, they say that only ten people died…..for this deal
Oh she would spread like Asian flu upon my every whim, what I could do if I was just a bit more like you….but I’m not
Chorus…..
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3. |
Broken
03:47
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broken
Damn I thought you were real
Now they saying I was wrong
When all you need is someone on your side
To help protect your favourite disguise
Oh the summer was short
Giving way to all kinds of rain
You wont believe the dreams that I dreamed
On my way back to the real
To someone like me
Who’s broken
Someone like me
So broken
Mad I must have been so
I bathed in the poisoned glow
When all I really needed was a friend
Even if the friend is pretend
Come on don’t be such a bore
We’ll duck into the town to score
All you really need is an excuse
Or failing that a noose
chorus
The sun will rise, but not with smiles
The day will shine, but it will not be fine
We’ll build a fire and burn the town
The we’ll jump in the flames
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4. |
Hangover
04:28
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