1. |
beehive
02:37
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creeping jungle
deep and wild
a beehive under
the lions pride
you got me twistin’
down dog on love
how can I trust it
your jaws are so sure
window left open
it’s growing inside
i’m not afraid to tell you
i’m terrified
neurotic broken-ankled
and hiding out
a child dancer
in the curtains of doubt
you’ll find me in the place
where you lose yourself
we’ll be together
behind the mirror…
creeping jungle
deep and wild
a beehive under
the lions pride
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2. |
xavier
01:33
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you led the ship to sink
and now you’re swimming
in guilt
all will be alright, i’ve secrets
and no more interest
in deep waters
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3. |
tired of
03:15
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i care less and less about my past
all my friends are sleeping, making heavy sounds
they’re dreaming up all the faces that still bother them
while I sit up, afraid my movement might awaken them
I’m tired
I’m tired…
I’m tired of thinking
everything of my good
is gone for the good
i care less and less for my future
all these parents are wheezing, making tiny plans
they’re worried for their old age; who will care for them
they worry so hard, they don’t care for anyone around them
I’m tired
I’m tired
I’m tired of thinking
everything of my good
is not coming
when you’re here
oh, I wanna care for you,
I wanna look after you, oh
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4. |
ju-ju
02:02
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growing up from the ground
your eyes move to every sound
and soon you’ll know what they’re about
I can’t build a wall strong enough
to shield you from this
no, I can’t cover your ears…
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5. |
we can't fix
04:30
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though you’re running this city, you’re walking it
playing chicken with a pigeon, who’s flying off
dug a hole, to live above us all
you will cry, but never in front of anyone
all pea-cocked, you feather into the room
and once you’re seen, then you can be seen to leave
what do you do, to pay for those pricey things
can’t you afford to be seen as the rest of us
i feel the hole in your gut, you can’t fill up
i feel the hole in your gut, I can’t fill up
i’ve got a hole in my gut, I can’t fill up
we’ve got these holes in our gut, we can’t fill up
we’ve got these holes in our hearts, we can’t fix
we’ve got these holes in our hearts, we can’t fill up
we’ve got these holes in our hearts, we can line up
we can line up
we can line up
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beloved elk Melbourne, Australia
2x human alternative band.
A GaRara and a boohoohoo...
Melbourne Australia
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