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All In My Mind
02:53
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Under the house and under the stairs
Is a thing that awaits and now prepares
He’s only after me, my family is fine
I created him in the back of my mind
When I come home, I pause with the night
And try to tell myself that everything is alright,
He knows me so well and feeds on my flaws
He is going to grab my feet when he runs for the door
Outside my window & under the ledge,
There’s a lady with red eyes and & an amputed head,
She’s only after me, my family is fine,
I created her in the back of my mind
Won’t close my eyes and won’t go to sleep,
Cause I know if I do, my soul she gets to keep,
I’m so sleepy, she’s in for the scare,
I’m jumping out of skin, cause I know that she’s there
The same time every night, I go for a shower,
There’s a thing in the attic that watches every hour
He’s only after me, my family is fine,
I created him in the back of my mind
Turn on hot water, it feels steamy wet,
I know that this heat isn’t over yet,
I can feel his presence, his electric static,
He’s going to drag me into the attic
Under the bed, out in the night
In the old house, bump in the night
Inside the closet, home all alone,
Noise’s outside, heavy breathing on the phone
Stephen King books just before bed,
Mother told me it’s all in my head,
I know that she’s right, I know I will find,
Everything I see is all in my mind
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2. |
I Will
03:55
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It seems that I've
Caught some light
Thrown a shade in my mind
And I could be where it might
I’m sure that this state of mind
Will mend itself and in time
Get back to myself
I will, give you up
You know that you’ve
Got this presence
Yield a constant calling
So I beckon at your chime
Just to relieve my mind
And in this state of delirium
I look for your serum
And lay back whilst within
Your whirlwind keeps me at bay
I will, give you up
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3. |
Carbon Copy
03:33
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Penetration of our nation
America has a major fracture
Bet ya, Australia
Would love to match her
We’re a carbon copy America
Living with their crime and liking it
Cause we, love our America
Even if it kills us
Bright lights, action
Bad men guarantee satisfaction
As long as they’re on the screen
Know what I mean
We’re a carbon copy America
Living with their crime and liking it
Cause we, love our America
Even if it kills us
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4. |
Personification
04:26
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Look at the sky
It’s slowly falling down
It wants to squash us into the ground
My outfit has holes
And it screams out loud
You are all criminals
You should be arrested by the earth
But it’s got no hands to turn the key
And it’s got no ears for sympathy
Look at the sea
It’s looking very sick
It wants to drown us in its dirty spit
My gown is so dirty
And it screams out loud
You are all criminals
You should be arrested by the earth
But it’s got no hands to turn the key
And it’s got no ears for sympathy
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5. |
Open Doors
02:42
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Something comes my way,
I feel this could be right,
Given a chance I will take it
Open doors, I see the light
On the path that leads me on,
In the tunnel which I come,
The journey takes to higher moments
I swear, I see the sun
Everything is coming my way,
I knew to take this flight,
Getting closer, oh, so much closer,
I hit the sun, I see the night
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6. |
Beware
03:19
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You said, you said you would see to it
But from here it looks like a blur
And in time will you find that your line is going to
Throw you out on a curve
So hello, hello or however it goes
Its so nice to be around
I’ll go here or there, just about anywhere
But somewhere closer to the ground
As I cry, lets go
And when I’ve turned around
Again you’d put me down
So beware
For I no longer care
If I’ve got the choice
I’ll make a whole lotta noise
And take part within a whole
And if I do or don’t
It’s okay to say
It’s an open field of play
So hey, is what I say
And when I’ve turned around
Again you’d put me down
So beware
For I no longer care
I’d write a line and a stain falls onto my finger, oh yeah,
Is this the last blast from a face from the past
Or just your curse wanting to linger
So for now, I will see you no more
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7. |
Sanctuary
03:26
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Here we stand before you,
The rhythm seeping to the bone,
You feel the beat creep through your flesh,
You realise your on your own,
Sanctuary
The rhythm rushing for you,
You flinch as it hits the flesh,
Your body wants to move,
But your mind begins to melt
Sanctuary
The music is going deeper,
Getting closer to the place,
Where your head is not where it should be,
And your mind is someplace else
Sanctuary
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8. |
Because
02:44
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I hear the rain pouring down
It’s a mysterious sound
Although the sun doesn’t shine, I don’t care
My dreams alight like lightning in the air
I dream of the place where I long to be
With that raging storm surrounding me
But you’re never there
So I go through the storm alone
Your in the sun, burning your dreams
Your life falling apart at the seems
And I can’t hear you cry
Because of the rain
I feel the rain on my skin
Its presence fills me within
In the eye of the storm I will be
Knowing you be far from me
I dream of the place where I long to be
With that raging storm surrounding me
But you’re never there
So I go through the storm alone
Your in the sun, burning your dreams
Your life falling apart at the seems
And I can’t hear you cry
Because of the rain
I hear the rain pouring down
I feel the rain on my skin
It’s a mysterious sound
Its presence fills me within
And I can’t hear you cry
Because of the rain falling from the sky
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9. |
Her Lullaby
04:27
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Instrumental
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10. |
I WIll Instrumental
03:54
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Instrumental
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Instrumental
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Don’t try and talk to me
If you want to get me into bed
You’re wasting your time with a bottle of wine
You’ll never get it into my head
I’m not female no man
And you class me on who I am
What if f I wasn’t wearing a dress
Would you treat me like a man
Look below the waistline
Your type always do
Who do you trust
When you are always looking in the eyes of lust
Go on and feed me lines
Treat me like a piece of meat
You are a pretentious man
I will never understand what you way off safety street
I guess there is no harm in trying
It insults me that you think I will
Selling your soul for a piece of hot coal
Satisfaction is hard to kill
Look below the waistline
Your type always do
Who do you trust
When you are always looking in the eyes of lust
I’m not female no man
And you class me on who I am
What if f I wasn’t wearing a dress
Would you treat me like a man
I guess there is no harm in trying
It insults me that you think I will
Selling your soul for a piece of hot coal
Satisfaction is hard to kill
Look below the waistline
Your type always do
Who do you trust
When you are always looking in the eyes of lust
Look below the waistline
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