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Party Remote Control
02:25
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There is more to life than party
And blacked out nihilism shit
Life stasis has put me off
This transitional unconditional
I am done with this but partly
Getting over the hump
Keep it real, don’t let get it surreal
For whatever what’s worth
No matter how I feel
Seems that I just own the party remote control
It’s how I get unconditional through this life toll
My favorite punk shirts have faded
By the sound of attrition
No more bands are shivering
Switch your vision and get over
This boring past soul
Wish that I had just lost this fucking party remote control
Woke up in my clXXXXes wXXX thX lXXXs on
Warts and all
This all-embracing circle
Has wiped out how I feel
But I’ve finally lost this party remote control
It’s how I get unconditional through this life toll
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2. |
French Moon German Sun
03:27
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Stamped to be the wrong one
Gender has longer surrender
It’s better in the long run
Total eclipse of our hearts
Our connections go against
Not just hedonic process
Celebration of an existence
In recognition of this long fight
The French moon and the German sun
Could now get married over ground
They’ll never take it back
This better be the long run
What does it takes to condone us?
This can never be undone
No way to return to form
Our lust are checking out for the better
Lust getting mixed up with no pressure
Gender is another false rupture
Get off get off the map
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3. |
Dead Hand of the Past
02:05
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The cameras take back the show
Sucking all the real world off
Spending time through tiny lens
You got control over your delusion life
The dead hand of the past
Got your ghost preserved in the public eye
You are alive
Watch like nobody’s dancing
Empty the void with sharing
(I wrote this while you were drunk
Maybe I should have got drunk too)
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Freaky
03:12
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I got me thousands of breakthroughs
Bitter tasting the continuity of undone
We get it off when it hits you all at once
This format you want me
To be as set as done
This freaks me that I am freaking you out
If you never fight back the complications rise
To the next level of disguise
Lost in communication
On the one hand we are contrariwise
Of opinions that sleep inside
To turn into assumptions
Unnecessary tension arise
We got it all
Until the rumble comes
Too much to argue that I’ve already given up
One of those tomorrows will just make you smile
You don’t have to stick to your picky drastic life
It’s freaking you out
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5. |
Into The Never
03:13
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Words that I came up across from the start
Are consuming my heads up
Presumption on its own
Triggers mechanism that I can’t even see or control
Life’s too short to look into the never
Get up and just get your shit together
I can see you enter the fray tonite
Life could bring us more than it has taken yet
Please don’t be devastated
But see life through allegory
By moving the mess and watering dead flowers
Not even on my side tonite
Feels like rain is pouring on those dead flowers but still not back on
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6. |
High Wired
02:40
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Babe can’t you feel my endless desire
But we can’t breathe entwined in this fire
It’s time to get on
Tied on our own
Never getting higher
Dear can’t you see, I am a life destroyer
Trash club dead parties
Cut it out
Trashed out our story
Cut that out
Hey can’t you feel that we’re high wired
Wish I could be my own extortioner
Not cast in stone
Far to the bone
My endless desire
That kind of story will never expire
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It’s hard to get our time to really shine on
We got to break out
I always clown around
Sometime I think I would have better skived off
Leaving my head free and just singing
Lalalallation is my favorite speech
We got to break out
I always clown around
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7. |
Connotations
03:17
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Until the well runs dry
You never miss the stagnant water
Never say goodbye
Pay the freight of acting out
Bring me back out
All those connotations
Skimming through myself
They’ll never get out
I see suffocations
All over yourself
It’ll never get out
I won’t live for any regrets
But going on with loads of remorse
Don’t let your memories
Burden your ambitions
Just another season dead and gone
As if nothing untoward has ever take place
We’d better be nothing than acting out
Life is about spending
Moments to remind
The day you die
Somewhere I will never have to make a choice
Somewhere I…
I am that moment in time you’re lost
The catalyst that turned you on
A new cleaning before parting
FUCK THIS JUST LIVE
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Plans
03:43
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You’ll never change the way I’m not
After those years I still
Enjoy my future hangover
No one will ever model
The way I tend to be
We all are Ostrichsized
How far could we run with our ears to the ground?
Just caught five to the frown
No one is reaching up
It's not how it should end
I am left to amend
While we stare at the sky
The clouds parted behind
But you close up your door
Now not wanting for more
Lifetime spent like it's been
Nowhere else now to be
This tenderness I ran away tonite
To be part of a karaoke scheiss
I could turn around and go back to the life we ran away
But forward seems so much better than the plan you build that day
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9. |
Miles Away
03:39
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We came out of choice
Remember this sunshine of our own
There are many voices
To ostracize us in this town
And if that’s all just what you wanted
I am running away
Get us set ashore
We’re comrade, but nomad
We’re safe but blue
We run out of voices
When sent back to our blast sunshine
Distorted town
And if that’s all just what you wanted
I am running away
We are miles away now so just don’t give up
No just don’t give up.
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10. |
MicroWaveTaste
03:20
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We got the comfort in being on our own
Toward progress time is marching on
You can't stay angry forever
Come on come on come on
We are both part of it
Go on go on go on
Without resentment
Scared of me being here
Quite made your answer
Come on come on come on
We are so far from it
Go on go on go on
Wish on fulfilment
Speaks your heart out and never follows
The instinct clock ticking your life out
We had lost congress each other on and on
It's hard to confess with a microwave taste
We reached a point in life
Where time cannot be wasted on displeasure
Speaks your heart out and never follows
The instinct clock ticking your life out
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