1. |
Hot Afternoon
04:44
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Carefully, warm metal around your neck
I wonder what my mom would say
Mistaken thoughts
I guess I know
You're the cutest thing I've ever **** ooh
My car's in drive
Let's get real far
No D.U.I.
We'll get this right
Yeah
(Once I'm alright, once we get there, once I'm happy, once it's OK)
Over eighteen
She says she's clean
A sting-like kiss
But wasn't that what I've always dreamed about?
She's wearing my big sweatshirt
Yeah, go get her
Mistaken thoughts
I guess I know
You're the purest thing I'll ever own
One's not enough
Got chicken skin
Flowers and grass
That blows my mind
Yeah
(Once I'm alright, once we get there, once I'm happy, once it's OK)
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2. |
The Prizefighter
04:35
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Let me touch
This is not the rush that leaves it to observation
You soft and tender weaving
I guess we're lucky ones
Is this love?
Or just the force that leads us to creation?
I'm hard and I'm a sinner
But isn't everyone?
Open your eyes and feel the content, memorize it
Your underwear is holding what we're thinking, what we danced to
What we imagined it could be
Or that movie I once saw, where the lovers died of love
I didn't like it
I know that is not real but I don't mean I wouldn't feel
You know that I would feel
Beautiful, that hips control
I'm happy, I focus
Cherry gum below your tongue
It smells so…
That perfume
All fingertips, nice and polite
They go around, they go around
We feel too much
Open your eyes and feel the content, memorize it
Your underwear is holding what we're thinking, what we danced to
What we imagined it could be
Or that movie I once saw, where the lovers died of love
I didn't like it
I know that is not real but I don't mean I wouldn't feel
You know that I would feel
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3. |
Dance Off Junkie
03:00
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Resurrected and covered in stones and glory
The knife that cutted his throat
Time will heal that
Everyone's getting tougher
Spanking asses is our way to say hello
You might get hit, you might get drinks
But this is just a game for kids
You said you want some fun
But you will cry sometimes
And you'll yell at the tops of your lungs to everyone
Go fuck yourself
I'm in this state of mind sometimes
The blood is boiling
And I won't let that disappear, damn
But from up here the lights shine so bright
(Take my soul, Take my rage, Oh)
(Rage!)
Dies in the morning
Everything new is a long toast to fantasy
Though it seems so real
This feels like trouble
And the souls are holding on
Are getting empty
Gets incomplete
Get lost again
I'm in this state of mind sometimes
The blood is boiling
And I won't let that disappear, damn
But from up here the lights shine so bright
(Take my soul, Take my rage, Oh)
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