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One Hundred Years
03:30
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i want you to see what i see
i want you to feel what i feel
but there's a hundred years behind you
i want you to know what i know
i want you to go where i go
but there's a hundred walls in front of you
i want to be in your consciousness
i want to live in your consciousness
i want to be wrapped in your consciousness
i want to be wrapped in it
i want you to see what i see
but there's a hundred walls in front of you
and there's a hundred years behind you
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2. |
13th Floor
04:52
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woken by the sound of a thousand trucks
i count the stories one by one
never a 13th floor
but somehow we still believe it
spill a drop of blood for the one you love
and take off running
focused on the beat of a thousand drums
i find no glory in this town
never a 13th floor
but somehow we all still feel it
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3. |
Phoenix
02:33
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my guitar is older than me
he was there when i was born
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4. |
Distorted Alchemy
02:58
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all smoking guns are now in the past
plain and simple
we both know it all too well
but history clings to me like a baby monkey
i won't let it consume me
like a baby monkey
to let it all go
i've gotta drink some more
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5. |
Ne Me Quitte Pas
04:19
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don't you blow away
i'll find you somewhere
if you blow away on this summer's day
then you might as well take the sun away
if you found me here in this room like this
they would find my eyes in a raven's nest
they would find my bones too, nonetheless
they would find a chain across your chest
and the part of me that you still possess
this complicated, pixilated image of my intoxicated unrelated sense of self is opinionated
driving me to my ill-fated passage through life that i've created
it's so X rated
in here solitude is a four star affair
don't you blow away
i'll find you somewhere
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the world is tasteless, colourless, and silent
until we perceive
the world is tasteless, colourless, and silent
it is non violent
until we of all shapes and sizes
perceive
the universe is empty without our perception
it is tiny shapes and sizes
always moving
the world was made by us
theres a tiny octopus on my shell
he swims with the dolphins like me, like you
the world was made by us
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