1. |
Sharks
02:43
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I forgot what I've been dreaming
I forgot the nightmares too
and worst of all I forgot you
I forgot you
it's a pleasure to try it
it's a problem to buy it
and worst of all you can't steal it
you can't steal it
but I remember what they said
run the banner down
burn the city to the ground
I forgot the water running
my house turned to an aquarium
and sharks were everywhere
sharks were everywhere
I still remember what they said
we will never be the same
we will never be the same
again
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2. |
Pantone Black
04:05
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Sitting in my bed With a big, big question mark
Wrote in pantone black On my forehead
It was you who put it there And I guess your handwriting's fine
But, damn, you've got so many Different kinds
And I have just one And it's not that pretty
All the letters are upside down It's so strange It's insane that you like my drawings
You even kept one for yourself Yeah, I tore it out of my sketchbook
You sticked it on your wall In a pretty little corner
That was vacant And I must say it fits quite well
Is your boy okay? I saw him yesterday
Skating at the bus station
I wonder what he says To make you want to stay
The words I just can't spell Charades I just can't play
Spending nights awake and days on the concrete
If you're gonna sign me off couldn't you just tell me?
I know I won't get tired but it's getting heavy so heavy
Imaging you back in his arms
But it's alright if you can smile
It's just that I don't get it
I wished you didn't get it too
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3. |
Rain, 4:20
01:00
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Spread the love
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4. |
Since Julian left
03:00
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Your boots in the snow
Your coffee gone cold
My shoes like two roads
One right and one wrong
My kitty got lost
My raspberries got spoiled
Mood bad and breath short
Forever forlorn
Tomorrow I'm sure
I'll pack up my clothes
I'll walk out that door
This can't be my home
We'll sit on the shore
Watch clouds as they float
Our feet like one road
That couldn't be wrong
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5. |
Get away with that
05:25
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I changed my blankets today
I put on the blue ones
The bed facing north so that I
Get up on the left foot,
The right one.
But I had to take your picture off the shelf
'Cause you never look in the camera's shaft
You just make those weird faces while
I'm being serious:
I like you.
How can you get away with that?
Just smiling, and turning
And putting on your hat
How can I get away with that?
Just weeping, then drinking
Then loving all instead
I like pretending that you lived next door
Imagine to call you over to smoke a bowl
And watch indie movies, rented DVDs
Wrapped in your arms as I drift asleep-
How silly of me...
Hundreds of thousands of coffees and miles
I got a nerve to complain as I try
To get any kind of rest to maybe dream
Of bright coloured mailboxes and gentle streams,
If it's what I need.
How can I get away with that?
Just raving, complaining
Apologizing
How can you get away with that?
Just ringing and spinning
Like a carousel
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6. |
No name #34
02:56
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I love you
Mountain high
Just like before
Maybe more
Maybe more
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Brian Finatti Gothenburg, Sweden
Brian Finatti lives in Gothenburg, Sweden, playing silly folk songs in bars every once in a while.
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