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Celeste
03:52
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I've been sittin' on a good time now
Spiders crawling out of my mouth
Each one unique to the word I say
Each one interesting in its own way
You couldn't grab my hand when you reached it out
You slipped your fingers into a dirty mouth
You couldn't grab my hand when you reached it out
You slipped your fingers into a dirty mouth
Getting bit with every breath I take
Is better than not being awake
Escapism is a friend of mine
But he's not here all of the time
The night stars and the morning sky
There's not much difference between them, no
'Time & Place' is an important thing
So keep a watch at all times
You couldn't grab my hand when you reached it out
You slipped your fingers into a dirty mouth
You couldn't grab my hand when you reached it out
You slipped your fingers into a dirty mouth
I've been sittin' on a good time now
Spiders crawling out of my mouth
Each one unique to the word I say
Each one interesting in its own way
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Bliss
03:07
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We are done, let's go
Built a castle for the crow
Don't you think it's quite nice?
There's no way this will suffice
Well is there a place where you will find bliss?
'Cause I don't know where it is
I'll sit on a block
I'll sit on a block
I'm just not allowed in
I would let you in
If it was mine to begin
I've got the blueprints
I think you forgot
Well is there a place where you will find bliss?
'Cause I don't know where it is
I'll sit on a block
I'll sit on a block
Well is there a place where you will find bliss?
'Cause I don't know where it is
I'll sit on a block
I'll sit on a block
I'm just not allowed in
We would know if you came out
Just what your life entailed
But when you closed your big door
You pinched your finger
Well is there a place where you will find bliss?
'Cause I don't know where it is
I'll sit on a block
I'll sit on a block
I'm just not allowed in
Well is there a place where you will find bliss?
'Cause I don't know where it is
I'll sit on a block
I'll sit on a block
I'm just not allowed
I'm just not allowed
I'm just not allowed in
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Ascension
04:35
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It seems every little thing comes back to the one wrong track and it's fighting back
I lay face down on the warm pavement hoping that no one is around to see me
If I settle in the correct way there will be no day with a livid gaze
So please don't step on my limp body and I thank you please I'm not supposed to be here
I get the feeling you won't know what to say
It's not surprising when you speak that way
There are times you'll see me on the hill
Waiting to ascend
And here I am again
Looking up as if I'm worth a damn
I need a better plan
I need a longer hand
When dusk falls I feel an immense sense of a nostalgia that never happened
And every time I reach my hand out it just disappears from my stupid memory
It is silly when the unconscious try to talk some shit when I taught them it
In a short sense it is flattering but I'd rather sing and forget about it
I get the feeling you won't know what to say
It's not surprising when you speak that way
There are times you'll see me on the hill
Waiting to ascend
And here I am again
Looking up as if I'm worth a damn
I need a better plan
I need a longer hand
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Hills of Your Home
02:50
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Towers creakin' over head, it would seem we've still got more to dread
You tend to forget while you're in your head that you've still got hands to use
What's the use in architecture, go right for the gears inside
There's no need for careful planning when the workings you can't hide
Build yourself above the hill
And then I'll start to climb
Cogs that crack with each slight move, it would seem autonomous it's true
Things don't start all on their own, there's a spark - a click - a light
One can't find an energy source by looking off the cuff
Gaze into the hills of your home and you might just find the stuff
What's the use in architecture, go right for the gears inside
There's no need for careful planning when the workings you can't hide
Build yourself above the hill
And then I'll start to climb
The hills of your home
Are there hills in your home?
The hills of your home
Are there hills in your home?
What's the use in architecture, go right for the gears inside
There's no need for careful planning when the workings you can't hide
Build yourself above the hill
And then I'll start to climb
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I'm Whistling
04:28
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What's wrong with a little fun?
Reach out, touch the stove now
I can't understand why you're with me
But I'm whistling
Sometimes I reach out
Because I need to stretch
And even though it's an arm's length away
I'm whistling, I'm whistling
What's wrong with a little fun?
Reach out, touch the stove now
I can't understand why this is hurting me
But I'm whistling, I'm whistling
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Solar Evil
03:03
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There's something evil on the way
And I choose to shield it from my face
A pit of burning gas all night
Feels good to keep it in my way
Can't imagine what it's supposed to be
My fingers squeeze it in between
Well it's fucked but makes me feel alright
And it's something you don't want to see
There's something evil on the way
And I choose to shield it from my face
A pit of burning gas all night
Feels good to keep it in my way
Can't imagine what it's supposed to be
My fingers squeeze it in between
Well it's fucked but makes me feel alright
And it's something you don't want to see
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Headbang (You're Okay)
04:03
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Sometimes you'll see me 'round talkin' 'bout the things that I don't even see
But I need to believe in them
Because if I don't
I'm an average prick
Every time the sun is up I kinda start to feel like the pressure's on
And I need some time alone
I'd rather pretend like it needs me for energy
So I grab my head
Force myself to just get out of bed
And re-envision all my stupid shit
Pretend it's better 'cause it's artistic
I guess I've seen some shit
For a white kid who is just perfect
I guess it's time to please head illness
As if I'm even really worth that trick
Bangin' your head against the wall
You know you're all okay
You know you're all okay
Think about it for a min, you're better than this
You know you're all okay
You may be sick but you're okay
When you're mental royalty you're really not inclined to see the things that are real
The things insignificant
They have their worth but you doubt it all the time
There are days I long to live in a house that I never did and yet all the while
The comfort is hard to leave
I claim to need sleep, but I like it for the dreams
Bangin' your head against the wall
You know you're all okay
You know you're all okay
Think about it for a min, you're better than this
You know you're all okay
You may be sick but you're okay
Yako la roy won ee
Sith, nath, retteb roy nim a roaf ti tahba kneeth,
Yako la roy won ee
Yako la roy won ee
La, aw eth, tsnigah deah roy, nigna-ib
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Shooting Star
03:48
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Guess I'll cut right back
I don't really need to see
When things get all pretty I get quite anxious
It swallows me up
Crack it all into perfection
It's not that hard to do
Just throw your fist right through
Shooting star oh shooting star how'd you get so close to me?
It's like I opened my mouth and you fell right on my tongue
I wish I was wrong, I wish I wrong, I wish I was wrong
But I'm always right
I wish I was wrong
But I'm always right, but I'm always right
Crack it all into perfection
It's not that hard to do
Just throw your fist right through
I don't wanna hear excuses
It's just the fuckin' truth
Just through your fist right through
Crack it all into perfection
It's not that hard to do
Just throw your fist right through
I don't wanna hear excuses
It's just the fuckin' truth
Just through your fist right through
Crack it all into perfection
It's not that hard to do
Just throw your fist right through
I don't wanna hear excuses
It's just the fuckin' truth
Just through your fist right through
Shooting star oh shooting star how'd you get so far from me?
It's like I opened my eyes and you were already gone
I wish I was right, I wish I was right, I wish I was right
But I'm always wrong
I wish I was right
But I'm always wrong, but I'm always wrong
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Star School
04:25
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Quick don't wast any time now
We're part of a strict plan
To teach the children right from wrong
Don't be shy, I'll need your help
So raise your hand
Why don't you take a seat, please?
It's only fair my child
Can't you see that you're part of something bigger
Than yourself?
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