1. |
New Face
03:34
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I need a new face
To see you now
A brighter eye
A finer brow
I need a new face
Sweet, gentle, kind
If you touched my body
Could you read my mind?
It’s alright
It’s not okay
We shouldn’t have to be the same
It’s alright
I’ll be okay
I just wasn’t built this way.
I need a new voice
To speak your name
A hollow bone
In a head so plain
I need a new face
Something sweet, something rare
If you find a way to mercy
Can you take me there?
It’s alright
It’s not okay
We shouldn’t have to be the same
It’s alright
It’s not okay
We shouldn’t have to be the same
It’s alright
It’s not okay
We shouldn’t have to be the same
It’s alright
I’ll be okay
I just wasn’t built this way.
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2. |
Laugh it Off
02:34
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It seems to always happen this way
Shadows don't follow their shapes
I can walk blindly
I can walk blindly
I can walk blindly
I can walk blindly before you
Feels I'm always dying
So don't worry, no
Feels I'm always dying
But I just keep laughing it off
Feels I'm always dying
So don't worry, no
Feels I'm always dying
But I just keep laughing it off
Never cared for your care or concern
Why bother to bleed when it's just gonna burn?
I can wear your cloak of nothing
I can wear your cloak of nothing
I can wear your cloak of nothing
But it weighs more than it's worth
Feels I'm always dying
So don't worry, no
Feels I'm always dying
But I just keep laughing it off
Feels I'm always dying
So don't worry, no
Feels I'm always dying
But I just keep laughing it off
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3. |
Fossil
06:01
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I'm so tired
Of being disappointed
But not surprised
I'm running out
Of things I'm willing
To sacrifice
And if there's some big secret
It wasn't mine to tell
And if you cared to ask
You'd know I'm not for sale
I can see the future
If we're strong enough to go
To the places we're not wanted
Together, not alone
I can see the future
If you stay here with me
'Cos I don't want no future
If we're not all free
I feel just like a fossil
Underneath my skin
Like something so eternal
Is ready to begin
It all comes down
To how they spend your time
They said you had a choice
But there's nothing to decide
And if you raise your voice
They have to shut you down
You know you're not the problem
But you can't hang around
I can see the future
If we're strong enough to go
To the places we're not wanted
Together, not alone
I can see the future
If you stay here with me
'Cos I don't want no future
If we're not all free
I feel just like a fossil
Underneath my skin
Like something so eternal
Is ready to begin
Begin again...
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4. |
Spin
03:22
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Your house is full of roses
All faded and decayed
The halls are lined with spiders
They don’t get in your way
They don’t get in your way
You think you’re going somewhere
When you rearrange your pain
Guess you thought you saw me
In the mirror you had stained
The mirror you had stained, yeah
You only understand me
When we feel the same
I am not a flower
To admire and arrange
No, I am not a dead thing
To dry out and display
I am something else
I am something strange
You won’t let me walk away
And you won’t let me in
The spiders in your bedroom
Spin and spin and spin
And spin and spin and spin
You spun yourself a story
Of how I’m wrong again
And how you were mistaken
When you said I was your twin
Baby, we're not even friends
You only understand me
When we feel the same
I am not a flower
To admire and arrange
No, I am not some dead thing
To dry out and display
And I’m not gonna follow you
To an early grave
No I am no dead flower
I have roots, I need rain
I am something else
I am something strange
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