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The Best Thing
02:34
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Didn't find it in a sacred place
In fact it fell right on my face
Disappeared off the edge of the world
In the opposite way that it fell
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Lost the best thing I ever had
Let it slip right out of my hands
I'll travel wherever I can
If i could only get it back again
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Lord take me to the blessed land
Lay me down in holy sand
I'll say goodbye to earthly pain
and I'll inject it all away
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Lost the best thing I ever had
Let is slip right out of my hands
I'll travel wherever I can
If i could only get it back again
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Lost the feeling I'm going mad
I snorted all kinds of crap
I see that IV drip
But I could do with one more hit
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2. |
Flying Monkey
03:27
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My Mickey Mouse game on PlayStation One
Was one last chance at happiness
Hey Goofy, lay off the dope man, you're falling off the platform again
An electronic daydream, why live in a world that ain't so real?
Just live in a snare drum in somebody's head
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I'm a made up man in a world that ain't so real
Serious man, delirious world
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What's there on your heart girl? That gets you down, oh so down
One useless song after the next, I don't believe in sex
They're siphoning my energy, this lethargy is killing me
Where'd you hide the sun boys, and I'm talking bout the real thing
Just keep mum and we'll do a trade-off
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I'm a made up man in a world that ain't so real
Serious man, delirious world
Created man in a time just too surreal
Serious man, delirious world
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3. |
Captain Morgan
05:26
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Summer comes so tentatively
He often stay up all night watch the sunrise
It's days of loneliness and cheapo rum
Just waiting for the next one to come
Along
When your fate's all shrouded up in the clouds
Bare brown shoulders splayed out on the deck
Yr prone to shatter any means of contact
Overhead, a circling albatross
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You sleep with one eye out
It's one of these days
An all too familiar twitching
But I'm never sailing back
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When the thunder's ripping thru yr makeshift homestead
Then I'll see you through the window walking the long road home
But a true sailor would forsake his only watch
So don't tell me that you have changed so much
Or at all, and all these years
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You sleep with one eye out
It's one of these days
An all too familiar twitching
But I'm never sailing back
You desolated shipwreck
I see the vultures flying low
A final shout to all the comrades
Pick your bone down to the marrow
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Row
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4. |
Travail!
03:59
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You wouldn't wanna see things the way I do
It's not a curse but it ain't so fun looking right through everyone
Often scaling the wall searching for something true, something from you
Behold the secrets hidden in plain sight, before your very eyes.
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Affiliations often mocked
So blend right in with the mindless flock
It's human nature to take flight
It's in their nature to get high
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Prevail!!!
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Well at least the 16th century didn't lie, they didn't hide
Executives swim in the cesspools of the worldly times
Relentless and endless obstruction of anything right
I feel the dark recesses of your mind when you look right into my eyes
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Affiliations often mocked
So blend right in with the mindless flock
It's human nature to take flight
It's in their nature to get high
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Prevail!!!!
Travail!!!!
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5. |
Liberty City
02:10
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I had this power of sorts, standing on the edge of the American shore
From a high place, sapping the masses, was a leader who stood and orchestrated the vices.
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I hear drills and bunkers built, the candy people move on down.
It comes to mind: an anteater's snout- the way that Hades will take you all out.
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It's a Babylonic tragedy, get a load of this
See the headlines trashing on your name, well the talk is cheap.
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Throw a dime to the River Euphrates, got a whole lot of nothing to worry about.
Watch Anthrax spread on a global scale, purchase admiration and earn this lifestyle!
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It's Babylonic tragedy, get a load of this
See the headlines trashing on your name, well the talk is cheap
It's a Babylonic tragedy, just hear me out
When the final judge calls out your name, who will be devout?
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Suberbia
02:56
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It could've been 2004
Your reality's a shopping mall
But yr dreams are walking on Russian streets
Peering into gulag living room suites
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He's watching channel 47
How the man lays limp upon his couch!
The panoramic view's gone haywire
I think he's dead or just a
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He don't get up to brush his teeth
He sips some supermarket tea
Dressed in tattered mozzie nets
Spirit searching the internet
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It could've been 2003
Everyone is staring at me
Held a molotov cocktail in my left hand
Got the debris of hopes in my right
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Those Russian kids are oh so mean
They're bursting in, molesting grannies
Vandalising property
Surveillance in the dressing room
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He don't get up to brush his teeth
He sips some supermarket tea
Dressed in tattered mozzie nets
Spirit searching the internet
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Spirit lives on the internet
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Two Moons
03:44
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It's 5am you're waking up in a sweat
Got a feeling in yr head like a zeppelin in yr chest
Is gonna explode inside your neck
It's not coming up, it ain't going down
You open your eyes take a look around
See shadows shift like you can't come down
Your thoughts take you back to a time in the past in a cinema line
You'll never make it in time
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I see two moons, so bright
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I feel like everything in Heaven
Is opening up, in Heaven
It's opening, in Heaven
In Heaven, in Heaven
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Inside yr head upon a high rise
It's a building with a sign when you close your eyes
You see it crystal clear, it says 349
She turns to you, eyes so wide, says 'It is now time.'
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It is time to leave
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I feel like everything in Heaven
Is opening up in Heaven
It's opening up in Heaven
In Heaven, in Heaven
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Between two moons, it's there
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I feel like everything in Heaven
Is opening up in Heaven
It's opening up in Heaven
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In Heaven, in Heaven
In Heaven, in Heaven
In Heaven, in Heaven
In Heaven, in Heaven
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8. |
Birthday Song
02:31
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When you were vulnerable and 16
You didn't know what to expect from a personal
Surfing on the couches you could not bring yourself to clean
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I could die next week
I could die next week
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He approached me like an extra in a Lynch film
Holding your lifeless hand
Limp like a puppeteer's awkwardly deteriorating career
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Cold and eccentric
Old, unrelenting
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I know I should just close the door
But I know you're always crouching there
Your laugh hits really close to home like a psychopath you don't hold back
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Cease and desist now
Will you resist now?
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Just like a chameleon you let those voices get to you
Letting high opinions fly up and over colour you
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Hope for a dream tonight
How can you sleep at night?
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Tell me about the human brain
I know it's all up your domain
The personnel were scaling for a victim and they found my name
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1999
Kill the day for me
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