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A Series of Accidents
Lost in What's Left (Rough Demos)
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I'm nervously timid
And shy like an overcoat
I hide away in all of the songs I wrote
I hush her honey heels
Under our mute circumstances
I guess it's not so good
But nothing short of second chances
Reset my cassettes
Overdub the rest
Pull the tape
From my collapsed screaming
All the while
All the while
Caressing peacefully across my animal skin
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Your eyes seem swollen
Spun white in the sunrise
Where's your head hurt?
The pain's the same as mine
The rasp of your smoker's sigh
Sounds uptight when you speak to or about me
Now what can I do
Facing against your irreverent mood?
Surely you mean no disrespect
But last time you saw me
You told me you love me
Tampered speaker wires hang loosely
From my head injury
Whisper lucid undertones
Soft rattles
The rungs of this ladder lead into space
And the air's way too thin for me to think straight
How can I explain?
I would if it weren't so misunderstood
Surely I mean not to upset
But last time I called you
I told you I love you
I love you
I really do
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I once wrote my thoughts down on a single sheet of paper
Its color contrasted with the craquelure black of the plastic table
The minute I spilled my thoughts I slammed my head down on the surface
Blood dripped into the ink and smeared the words
Made them worthless
The text became illegible by the time I came to
And now I sit and wait cos I don't know what to do
When it's exactly what I need
I can never seem to get enough
Hate and love and everything in between the two
Are getting pretty rough
I shake from my minds high crimes
Push away the violence of my thrashing mental disasters
And I'll feel sublime
I've slaughtered the last and the rest of my thoughts
Threw them in a casket
Maybe more of a vault
Locked it up tight
Left it buried in secret
Listen: If you find it, well then you can just keep it
Cos I don't need it
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I always said that I was sorry
I never said I'd do you no wrong
But when I look back I see you still standing by me
And it's so easy
To realize that this is so good to me
I fell for you green eyes that shake me awake
Though I'm still stuck in dreams with you
This kind of love has gotten me so fucking drunk
And it's so easy
To realize that this is so good to me
Give away the week
Bring on the weekend
Give it away so I can have my one night to spend with you
Let the sheets surround us and let's grab ahold of one another
Let's kick our feet and laugh about all the stupid things we say
This is the way we got it
Yea we have it so right
And it's so easy
To realize that this is so good to me
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This situation has gone away
Amplified eyes with their surrogate vision
Nothing to do
Nothing to say
You filter through clouds and outer space
We've become angry pacifists
This war slashed through our charcoal lungs
I'll lie alone
If you insist
I fake it, the fallout, I'm broken up inside
But making the best of it
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I made remarks about the paper sun
It hung from its strings so low
That it burned everyone
She made a comment that the crescent moon's color seemed strange
The stars around it appeared
As if trying to escape
I'm sold to loneliness on
Abandoned highways where the black dogs creep
Along its shoulders
She and I lie awake on the pavement
Far from the wounded
Lucky for her
Lucky for me
Clumps of diamonds were crusted beneath her eyes
Tattooed memories like bruised melancholy
Faded in skin
Please excuse what I have become
In pages of self-destructive sonnets
And emaciated prose
I'm sold to loneliness on
Abandoned highways where the black dogs creep
Along its shoulders
She and I lie awake counting stars
Far from the sunshine
Lucky for her
Lucky for me
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We're floating as fevers
We are the clumsy counterfeits of airborne souls
We're spaces in speeches
Threaded loosely and full of holes
We're lovers and nothing
We are the backwash reruns of corroded episodes
We're built to tip over
Heavy from all the things that make us feel old
It's everything we've ever felt
It's everything we've ever felt before
It's everything we've ever felt
No more
It's everything we've ever felt
It's everything we've ever felt before
It's everything we fell in love about
No more
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She trained the moon to watch her at night
It lights her room so she's alright tonight
Until it's gone away
When she's alone she feels paranoid
Annoyed as she moans for another's voice
Her choice, of course, until it's gone away
An apoplectic shout suffocates in her throat
A misdirected mouth speaks a series of notes in codes
Until they've gone away
Her ballet of movement keeps her up on her toes
She explodes in motions to the open window
Then floats and knows she's gone away
It's her cue to leave
It's her turn to let it go
Hi-Fi Scientists
Untitled (Rough Demos)
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Capsized riots on debatable airlines
We couldn't keep quiet without cupping our lungs
Movements inspired, rewired for dance floors
Our legs grow so tired without a shot of fresh air
Are we going out?
Where we going?
Should I bring my records?
I heard you cry out from your mendacious mouth
Sedate the airwaves without causing a meltdown
Plastic parts and elastic bands
We'll clean your chimney without suffocating the fire
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Ambidextrous desperadoes gone drawing pistols
Packing heat at high noon
It wasn't about survival
Only how fast their trigger fingers could move
Kept nine rounds of bullets in bibles
And written wills tucked away in their shoes
Unsteady shaking suicidal
One of them would live and the other would lose
I heard the gunshots in town
Tell me what's happening
What is happening here?
People crowded around
Tell me what's happening
What is happening here?
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From Seattle to Scotland, somehow you went backrupt
All the whiskey you've been drinking and you don't know why you're fucked up
You live on a stairwell, you exist on many levels
For you it's just drink, fight and fuck, and occasionally GO DEVILS
If it's nobody's fault, it's all your fault
And if nobody's wrong then you are the one who's wrong
You can't behave like that, we're trying to throw a fancy dinner party
You pardon your aftermath but never claim you're sorry
Those outbursts frighten the neighbors living upstairs
A maniacal mindset turning comebacks into blank stares
If it's nobody's fault, it's all your fault
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I'm in a sea of people
A sea of people
Seeing me