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Moonspell
03:05
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It seems I’ve wasted a lot of my time telling jokes, so I’d seem clever.
It seems I’ve wasted a lot of my life trying hard to makes yours better.
Oo-ooh! She’s lying when she cries.
Oo-ooh! She doesn’t even try…
I’ve seen you casting spell
She danced on our way to hell.
Flying on your broom and they’ll all fall in love with you.
I swear I would be with you soon, my love, but your ghost lives in the moon…
Don’t be so bitter
I’ve been a failure my whole life.
Don’t stay in winter
I’ve never lived that wise.
Duplicity practiced in time--your evil eye.
You seem to be lonely darling, but so am I.
She’s lovely and grasping my heart--stealing life.
Unnerving and wasting my love--and never right.
She’s haunting, and lustful and bold--crushing hopes.
I won’t be the last one alone--I speak with ghosts…
I’ve seen you casting spell
She danced on our way to hell.
Flying on your broom and they’ll all fall in love with you.
I swear I would be with you soon, my love, but your ghost lives in the moon…
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Riptide
03:25
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I think it’s time we cash in, your family pitched in while the air was cold.
I’m deep in the riptide with sand in my eyes.
You laugh when I cry.
One day I’ll die while at home in my bed--passing the way I lived:
Tossing back gin, absorbed in all my sins.
Sea-green. Sea-green.
Hey, hey, I think you’re forgetting, Ocean Eyes.
She looks better without her clothes (that used to be all the time).
And I will remember what her father said: “I better not find you in my daughter’s bed.”
That used to be all the time. And that used to be all the time.
I never liked the taste of wine--shoot bottle rockets at the lake.
I never liked your state of mind--and you wanted me to change.
It was the Fourth of July, we were running out of time.
And I still wish you were mine, but your god got in the way.
Sea-green. Sea-green.
Hey, hey, I think you’re forgetting, Ocean Eyes.
She looks better without her clothes (that used to be all the time).
And I will remember what her father said: “I better not find you in my daughter’s bed.”
That used to be all the time. And that used to be all the time.
And you will probably feel like I am the devil himself.
And you will probably heal when you’re sleeping with somebody else.
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Lydia
03:50
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You said you’d love yourself, as you cut your teeth upon a razor blade softer than my lips.
You put the Old You on the shelf as you paint the new one for the coming day.
Find the end of faith.
Blue. Blue.
And oh, Lydia, you’ve been bleeding like a light bulb, pouring out your colors.
I want a taste of ya flying down a highway pretending the end’s not there…
I changed my mind over time--it slowly got to me.
If life is might over mind--then everyone’s a thief.
Blue.
And oh, Lydia, you’ve been bleeding like a light bulb, pouring out your colors.
I want a taste of ya flying down a highway pretending the end’s not there.
I see euphoria shooting in a light beam, calling in the daylight.
Confess that you’re out of touch--
Just say that you were wrong and I’ll admit that I was, too.
Say you’re better now
Spoonful of vitamins
Driving out of town
Finding some better friends
Letting go of hope
It doesn’t matter now
I forget your sound
Call on the telephone
And oh, Lydia, you’ve been bleeding like a light bulb, pouring out your colors.
I want a taste of ya flying down a highway pretending the end’s not there.
I see euphoria shooting in a light beam, calling in the daylight.
Confess that you’re out of touch--
Just say that you were wrong and I’ll admit that I was, too.
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Sunwise
03:25
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They say, “Never think twice.”
But think twice--because that’s awful advice.
You said that you wouldn’t bleed them dry, but you tried while I covered my eyes.
It seems you won’t be moved.
But I’m feeling so loose.
You said that you won’t be alone, so don’t.
We’re just all feeling so old like you.
So turn around and move.
Your days are over too soon.
Release the past, I’ll do--and I hope you’ll do too.
When the shadow's gone at noon, we’ll be over the moon.
When we’ve reached the end of June, we’ll be SUNWISE like you.
And I’ll be someone else.
You’ll see next time.
I won’t be overcome again--I hold the knife.
I’m learning to conceal my love, 'cause I was never quite enough for you.
And now I’m free to choose.
We paint the world inside the eye; wake up today, but soon we’ll die.
If night would pass then I’d be SUNWISE, too.
do-do-do-, do-do-do-, do-do-do-…
So turn around and move.
Your days are over too soon.
Release the past, I’ll do--and I hope you’ll do too.
When the shadow's gone at noon, we’ll be over the moon.
When we’ve reached the end of June, we’ll be SUNWISE like you.
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Averson Manhattan, Kansas
Alternative/post-rock from Manhattan, KS.
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