1. |
The Way You Swim
03:44
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So…
I know you’re not gone
But I know you’ll leave
Ain’t asking for nothing
I love the way you follow
And the way you swim
You know I’m no fish but I can try
Oh
So…
I know you’re not gone
But I know you’ll leave
Ain’t begging for love
You see
I’ll blow your mind and then go
I’ll never sleep
You’ll never get a chance to see me backdown
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2. |
Chantal
03:07
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Did You Know
You left me
Yeah you’re gone (bis)
So funny
I won’t find
Why You’re gone
Why…
You probably missed it
I fell in love & I mean it
I broke my bones & I got stupid
Oh Chantal
You left me
Yeah you’re gone
Yeah…
You probably missed it
I fell in love & I mean it
I broke my bones & I got stupid
I know You probably missed it
I fell in love & I mean it
I broke my bones & I got stupid
Oh when you die will you still be faking
Sorry about that
I’m not that mad
But you’re gone
Yeah
You probably missed it
I fell in love & I mean it
I broke my bones & I got stupid
I broke my bones & it hurts
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3. |
Cats in Commercials
02:50
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How can You tell that I’m alone
In my head we are six
I can not say who’s in control
So many names that I will miss
Maybe you’re right
Maybe you’re not
I’m awfully fine
Maybe you’re not
(but) You might be right (bis)
How can You tell that I forgot
The piano chords of ‘Let it be’
There is no piano on that song
Don’t play the piano anyway
Maybe you’re right
Maybe you’re not
I’m awfully fine
Maybe you’re not
(but) You might be right (bis)
You’re yelling ‘God Said’
I tell you that You’re wrong
Feeling God failed
Won’t forget what he’s done
Early morning
She left & I’m alone
You’re yelling God stands
For cats in commercials
God’s drinking cocktails
Somewhere in Portugal
Feeling God failed
(but) You might be right (bis)
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4. |
Cars Ballet in D Minor
04:46
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Far
We got to leave
How did we get here
I feel so sorry
I think I’ll never be fine
But I’m ok with it
Growin’ is a sin
30 years no idea
You think it’s fun
I think you’ll never be right
But I can deal with it
And all these cars going
And coming back in the morning
We could take mine and jump
Off a bridge
Or we could just go for a ride
Far
And come back in the morning
Ain’t got no strength to face things
Ain’t got no strength to face things
Far
We got to leave
How did we get here
I feel so sorry
I think I’ll never be fine
But I can deal with it
And all these cars going
And coming back in the morning
We could take mine and jump
Off a bridge
Or we could just go for a ride
Far
And come back in the morning
Ain’t got no strength to face things
Ain’t got no strength to face things
Far
Far
And all these cars going
And coming back in the morning
And all these cars going
And all these cars going
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5. |
Travelling Lord
04:49
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I’ve been nothing
And maybe more
Crying, knocking
On my own door
I spelled your name to a guy who wrote it on my skin
I’m standing here
Travelling Lord
I’ve been nothing
I’ve been a mess
I’ve been a thrill
Running through your days
I drank the days that led me to your bell
I’m leaving here
My journey ends
Everybody’s gonna say one day I’ll turn mad
I’ll tell You “I’m perfectly fine
This bold smart guy lies”
Everybody’s gonna say one day I’ll turn mad
You’ll be ashamed to close the door
Be sure that I love You all
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6. |
Sweet, Sour & Strong
03:25
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I tried to write you a good sad song
So many times I just can't recall
Even though I tried hard
Everytime it just came out wrong
A sad song
Both a treasure and a curse
And for a while I could have sworn that in my head
She lingered and scattered
The seeds of our broken bound
Sometimes I try
To remember all the words
But everytime I fail
I can feel they're in my head
Sometimes I try
You said
You’d get over it
You’d live undersea
Her rooftop is your floor
Should write poetry
You’ll make
Cocktails with her tears
Comics with her fears
Her rooftop is your floor
Should write some more hits
For an hour or so I wrote a note
Explaining how I was not a man of words
But you never read it
Anyway I just forgot it all
Sometimes I try
To remember all the words
But everytime I fail
I can feel they're in my head
Sometimes I try
You said
You’d get over it
You’d live undersea
Her rooftop is your floor
Should write poetry
You’ll make
Cocktails with her tears
Comics with her fears
Her rooftop is your floor
Should write some more hits
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