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Isolation
04:30
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In fear every day, every evening
He calls her aloud from above
Carefully watched for a reason
Painstaking devotion and love
Surrendered to self-preservation
From others who care for themselves
A blindness that touches perfection
But hurts just like anything else
Isolation
Mother I've tried please believe me
I'm doing the best that I can
I'm ashamed of the things I've been put through
I'm ashamed of the person I am
Isolation
But if you could just see the beauty
These things I could never describe
These pleasures a wayward distraction
This is my one lucky prize
Isolation
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Primary
03:05
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The innocence of sleeping children
Dressed in white and slowly dreaming
Stops all time
I slow my steps and start to blur
So many years have filled my heart
I never thought I'd say those words
The further we go, the older we grow
The more we know, the less we show
The very first time I saw your face
I thought of a song and quickly changed the tune
The very first time I touched your skin
I thought of a story and rushed to reach the end too soon
Oh, remember
Oh, please don't change
And so the fall came 13 years
A shiny ring, oh how I could forget your name
The air no longer in my throat
Another perfect lie is choked
But it always feels the same
So close together
Dressed in red and yellow
Innocent forever
Sleeping children in their blue soft rooms still dream
The further we go, the older we grow
The more we know, the less we show
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3. |
She Sells Sanctuary
05:10
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The Texas sun
Makes my back burn
And the Texas sun
Makes my back, makes my back burn
The sparkle in your eyes
Keeps me alive
And the sparkle in your eyes
Keeps me alive
And the world
The world turns around
And the world and the world
It drags me down
Well the heads that turn
Make my back burn
And the heads that turn
Make my back, make my back burn
The fire in your eyes
Keeps me alive
And the fire in your eyes
It keeps me alive
And so in her you'll find
Sanctuary
And so in her you'll find
Sanctuary
And the world
The world turns around
And the world and the world
The world drags me down
And the world and the world and the world
It drags me down
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4. |
The Killing Jar
03:45
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Down where this ugly man
Seeks his sustenance
Down in the blue
The midnight flair
A glass hand cuts through the water
Scything into his twisted roots
Then from his eyes spring fireflies
Breathing life into a roaring disguise
Needles and sins, sins and needles
He's gasping for air
In the wishing well
Dust to rust, ashes on gashes
Hand around The Killing Jar
Hand around The Killing Jar
A soft hoodwink of shadows
Size of make-believe
Punching through his spike of rage
A glass hand cuts through the water
Snuffing out the magic fury
Then from inside bolt lightning cries
Swiftly crush the final muffled sighs
Needles and sins, sins and needles
He's gasping for air
In the wishing well
Dust to rust, ashes on gashes
Hand around The Killing Jar
Hand around The Killing Jar
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Come inside boy, they call this fun!
Music to please the adolescent
Taking the easy way out again
Part of the process same old story
Follow the leaders
Follow the leaders
Look at the leaders
You just condone all that you know
Playtime it doesn't last forever
Shouting about it, you're taking the bait
Walking again in the same direction
Follow the leaders
Follow the leaders
Look at the leaders
Time moves on and then you notice
The ground starts to tremble beneath your feet
Man killed man and blood was shed!
The gasp of relief at human nature
Follow the leaders
Follow the leaders
Look at the leaders
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6. |
Dumb Waiters
05:08
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Give me all your paper Ma
Give me all your jazz
Give me something that I need
Something I can have
Mrs. London's coming 'round
She's coming with her son
Give me all your paper Ma
So I can get a gun
She has got it in for me
Yeah I mean it, honestly
She's so mean
Give me all your paper Ma
So I can buy a train
They just want to suck you into being one of them
Tell her that I'm not in here
Tell her I'm a freak
Tell her that I fall about every time I speak
She has got it in for me
Yeah I mean it, honestly
I just scream (really)
Give me all your paper Ma
So I can get a train
Don't know how I got in here
It's making me insane
Have another cigarette and have another cigarette
In the room where lovers go
Talking on the telephone
They have got it in for me
Yeah I mean it, honestly
They all dream....
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Sleep on, and dream of love
Because it's the closest you will get to love
Poor twisted child
So ugly, so ugly
Poor, twisted child
Oh hug me, oh hug me
One November
Spawned a monster in the shape of this child
Who later cried
But Jesus made me so Jesus save me
From pity and sympathy, people discussing me
A frame of useless limbs
What can make good all the bad that's been thrown?
Oh!
And if the lights were out
Would you even dare
To kiss her full on the mouth
Or anywhere?
Poor twisted child
So ugly, so ugly
Poor twisted child
Oh hug me, oh hug me
One November
Spawned a monster in the shape of this child
Who must remain
A hostage to kindness and the wheels underneath her
A hostage to kindness and the wheels underneath her
A symbol of where mad, mad lovers must pause and draw the line
So sleep, and dream of love
Because it's the closest you will get to love
Oh!
That November is a time which I must put out of my mind
One fine day, let it be soon
She won't be rich or beautiful
But she'll be walking your streets in the clothes
That she went out and chose for herself
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8. |
She's In Parties
04:46
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Learning lines in the rain
Special effects by Loonatik and Drinks
The graveyard scene
The golden years
She's in Parties
It's in the can
She's in Parties
It's in the can
Freeze frame
Screen kiss
Hotheads under silent wigs
Fall guys tumble on the cutting room floor
Look-a-likes fall on the cutting room door
She's in Parties
It's in the can
She's in Parties
It's in the can
Learning lines in the rain
Special effects by Loonatik and Drinks
Freeze frame, screen kiss, hot lights
Her powder is patently obvious
She's in Parties
It's in the can
She's in Parties
It's in the can
Hot lines under a rain of drums
Cigarette props and "Action!"
Dialogue dub, now here's the rub
She's acting her reaction
She's in Parties
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Black-Eyed Dog
04:21
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A black-eyed dog, he called at my door
A black-eyed dog, he called for more
A black-eyed dog, he knew my name
The black-eyed dog, he knew my name
A black-eyed dog
A black-eyed dog
I'm growing old and I want to go home
I'm growing old and I don't want to know
I'm growing old and I want to go home
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my stillborn dream Bodfish, California
Kidnapped, blindfolded and bound with cheap silver duct tape by a gang of meth-cookin' hillbillies, Arliss Lost was
transported to an unknown, foul-smelling location and tossed into a dark, dank basement. Given only a waste bucket & meager daily portions of roadkill jerky, he was forced to "make some got-dam music for everbuddy and don' be tryna get y'self up heer til its dun!"
And so, heertiz.
... more
my stillborn dream recommends:
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Awaiting The Elliptical Drift
by io audio recordings
Some bands/studio projects just make me scratch my head in amazement. Like "what planet are these guys from?" This record sounds like nothing else in my music collection (or yours either).
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Electronica-based, but really you never know what these guys are gonna do. Music made to a high standard purely for the love of it. Great songs w/soulful lyrics sweetly sung. Guaranteed to move you.
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