1. |
Underdog
04:16
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Taking... Is what feeds your soul
I see you faking having all the control
Hating is what love does to you
I feel you shaking underneath it all
You play me like a game cause you don't want to fall
Now everything's the same like it was once before
I am trying to complain but I have no voice at all
Now everything's the same...
You
Take everything I'm going through
Praying is what keeps you well
While you lay lay lay
Lay inside the hounds of hell
You play me like a game cause you don't want to fall
Now everything's the same like it was once before
I am trying to complain but I have no voice at all
Now everything's the same
You
Take everything I'm going through
All the stories I've told
You made them your own
As you sit on your throne
I'm left with nothing at all
You
Made me an underdog
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2. |
Cuckoo
04:33
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3. |
Make Out
03:30
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Never knew what to do
But I'll give you something
I'll give you something
To do...
Never knew who to be
But you can be inside
Inside of
Of me...
Grab my hand and let's take a walk
Around the lake and find a spot
Where we can make out, oh lets make out
Grab my hand and let's take a walk
Around the lake and find a spot
Where we can make out, oh lets make out
You have a cool car
We can drive so
Oh so far
And be outlaws...
Let's steal all the glitter and cold (noone will know)
And shower naked under
The old
Loveboat
Grab my hand and let's take a walk
Around the lake and find a spot
Where we can make out, oh lets make out
Grab my hand and let's take a walk
Around the lake and find a spot
Where we can make out, oh lets make out
We can make out under the trees
We can make out whenever we need oooh
We can make out behind the shed
We can make out and loose our heads ooh
Grab my hand and let's take a walk
Around the lake and find a spot
Where we can make out, oh lets make out
Grab my hand and let's take a walk
Around the lake and find a spot
Where we can make out, oh lets make
Out
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4. |
Alone
04:12
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5. |
Pain Before The Pleasure
06:16
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The sheets I share bring me pain before the pleasure
The tears I cry I keep as my biggest treasure
La la la life won't give me heads up
When it's time to run or time to stop
Everyday I loose my feathers
Give me time to fall down
Cause I need these hands to move around
Bring me pain as you know how
So the pleasure can come and tear our insides out
Ooohoo ou ou ohoo
So the pleasure can come and tear our insides out
Let me live before you come here to show me
What love can give when you're here to control it
Ma ma ma my body won't let go
Cause I can't take the risk of wantin'it more
But it's too late
I am naked
Give me time to fall down
Cause I need these hands to move around
Bring me pain as you know how
So the pleasure can come and tear our insides out
Ooohoo ou ou ohoo
So the pleasure can come and tear our insides out
You can take my clothes you can pull my hair
But my nakedness isn't for you to bare
You are soul searching here though you lost it over there
You are all around and that's only fair
Most of the times I know
What you are looking for
But it's fun to hide what you dont need anymore
I give, you take, you give, we break
Most of the pieces... Most of the pieces are full of hate
Pleasure and pain
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6. |
In Cold Blood
04:37
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I really don't know
Who I think about
When I write down these lines
Are they about you
Are they about someone new
Or are they all mine
When we think about love
We don't see
Who we have become
We just feel
These overwhelming needs
To have someone near
It's the knots we tie to keep us around
And the bills we pay to quiet the sounds
Let's hear what they have to
I wanna hear what they have to say
Am I just here to play their games
I'm not okay
I feel there's nothing more
Left for us to give
We're laying in cold blood
Enough air to breath
Just enough to live
Before they come begging for some more
We just feel
These overwhelming needs
To have someone near
It's the knots we tie to keep us around
And the bills we pay to quiet the sounds
Let's hear what they have to
I wanna hear what they have to say
Am I just here to play their games
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
I'm not okay
It's the knots we tie to keep us around
And the bills we pay to quiet the sounds
Let's hear what they have to
I wanna hear what they have to say
Am I just here to play their games
I'm not okay
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7. |
Pussycat
03:28
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8. |
Time To Let Go
03:13
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Say
My name
I wanna know what's been written down
In this place
Of faith
Underground
Oooh I'm on the road
And it's time, time to let go
Let go of fears, unnecessary tears
break all the shields, 1 2 3 now GO!
Ooooooh time to let go!
Pray
Away
Theres no one here tracking you down
We all
We fall
Somehow
Oooh I'm on the road
And it's time, time to let go
Let go of fears, unnecessary tears
break all the shields, 1 2 3 now GO!
Ooooooh time to let go!
Who knew
That truth
Could
Save us all
All We
Had to
To do
Was to just let go
Oooh I'm on the road
And it's time, time to let go
Let go of fears, unnecessary tears
Break all the shields, 1 2 3 now GO!
Time to let go!
Time to let go!
Time to let go!
Of fears, unnecessary tears,
Break all the shields, 1 2 3 now GO!
Time to let go!
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9. |
Kurt Cobain
03:02
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I could never ever run
My legs are tied around the burning sun
It warms me up inside
And makes me feel the lies inside my mind
No matter how hard I try
To push them aside
I need to fly
Cause I've never seen your face
But I've walked down the hill and felt your embrace
With all the drugs that have no name
I've began to think like Kurt Cobain
I get the shivers as I break
One by one I'm drowning myself into a lake
All the knowledge is mine to take
I pass them through my brain before it gets too late
And they close the Golden Gate
Infront of my ugly grave
I need some faith
Cause I've never seen your face
But I've walked down the hill and felt your embrace
With all the drugs that have no name
I've began to think like Kurt Cobain
Cause I've never seen your face
But I've walked down the hill and felt your embrace
With all the drugs that have no name
I've began to think like Kurt Cobain
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10. |
No Midnight Blues
05:38
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Hey, how's the pain
Do you think that you still want to stay
And take all we made
Out to see if it survives another day
There will be a storm
And it will get cold
Because this love
Can't keep us warm
Can't keep us
Can't keep us warm
Hey what's the name
Of the feeling that's has gone away
Was it just a game
If so then I don't want to play
It might end sad
And it will get bad
Cause we will loose
What we can't get back
What we can't
What we can't get back
It's just all the troubles we have been through
Has taken us nowhere closer to the midnight blues
And all the tears that we didn't cry
Have now made us weak and telling more lalalaa lies
One two three
Can you see me
Three four five
Lets talk for a while
Five six seven
Feels just like heaven
Seven eight nine
Haa
One two three
Can you see me
Three four five
Lets talk for a while
Five six seven
Feels just like heaven
Seven eight nine
Now you are mine
Now you are mine
Now you are mine
It's just all the troubles we have been through
Has taken us nowhere closer to the midnight blues
And all the tears that we didn't cry
Have now made us weak and telling more lalalaa lies
La la laa lies
La la laa lies
La la laa lies
La la laa lies
Who needs truth anyway
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