1. |
intro: elevator I
01:10
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you go inside
knowing that the
doors will close
at any time
you know how
many times it
has taken you
to the wrong floor
yet you never
take the stairs
...
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2. |
broken cd
02:44
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as i move on
to better things
i stand on plants
and as i leave
the windows broke
the ground shook too
of all the places
it was in front of you
and as our tv fell
you just stood there
you said we should go
but i said no
you pulled my arm
you didn't let go
you took my cd
the one that's meant for you
held it with both hands
just gave it a glance
you broke it in half
and now it's in the trash
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3. |
cant walk at night
02:08
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4. |
on the balcony
03:35
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you tell me to seek friends, to forget the story
finding fish isn’t always easy
getting its food can be expensive
losing an eye leads to consequences
ooh
ooh
you were never my dear my dear friend but you were always at my table
sharing that bed on rainy nights
but first kitkats must be broken apart
does it feel nice to bleed to death?
ooh
ooh
how do i forget those lonely nights?
under the moonlight, seeking its shadow
all of the clouds have some fucking raindrops
how do i feel all the tears in my bed?
you tell me to seek nights, to forget the story
finding fish isn’t always easy
getting its food can be expensive
losing an eye leads to death
ooh
ooh
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5. |
the unlucky ones
03:03
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let's be the unlucky ones
falling off the tree
drowning at the sea
chasing those stupid dreams
let's be the unlucky ones
thrown off our own sweet home
can't fly a plane alone
simply not free to roam
we never tend to try
so let's get up and fly
let's be the unlucky ones
nervous behind the wheel
working three fucking jobs
just to feed the dog
let's be the unlucky ones
can't call the police
even if Johny's here
literally left to die
just to fucking die
we never tend to try
get up and fly
get up and fly
get up and fly
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6. |
building / its 2 am
04:09
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i saw nothing new
i can close my eyes
watching through the moon
sadness is my home
nothing's clear out here
but things will be alright
crushing up my bones
and rolling down my spine
we just watch it burn
were crying all the time
we just watch it burn
but we can't bring those tears back home
you dont close your eyes
many new things for you
halfway down these halls
its like your going nowhere at all
nothing's clear for you
you hope things will be alright
then you will go home
forget where you came today
we just watch it burn
we're crying all the time
we just watch it burn
'cause we're feeling nothing tonight
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crashing all the time
its like i'm carrying my own mind
you know we shouldn't land
to think you were something real
i guess i should have thought you weren't real
i shouldn't speak while i'm awake
we dont have the time for games
crashing all the time
its like im thinking my own thoughts
loosing all the time
we don't know where else to go
we have no where else to go
we really need to sit on our own
and theres nothing that i can do
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7. |
never but always
02:16
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taking a closer look in here
it cant make ground disappear
but sure will clear up somethings
i don't fear
moving forward and moving back
chaotic decisions that i make
you choose the wrong path
but you'll last
under the moon and towards the stars
the tree we planted lies right there
its roots are beautiful
the leaves are gone
the rainy days won't help this case
nor the shining sun with its blaze
all we do is wait
but we don't go far
its paralyzing
the coldness of the eyes
the ghost it haunts me
it wont shut its eye
blame it on you or blame it on me
it really makes no difference
we're united together
but we're all alone
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8. |
interlude: elevator II
00:52
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how many times
have you told yourself
that the sun will
never come up
that the doors
will never open again
we convince ourselves
these things
its so fascinating
how we have so much
trust in ourselves
when we tend to be
our worst enemies
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9. |
foggy francisco
04:06
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foggy francisco
wait till i get up
red socks and blisters
im coming home from school
im a mess since day one
brown boxes on my bed
foggy francisco
your clothes are blue and grey
and when im in the woods
i loose my mind
but when im on you sand
i loose my thoughts
foggy francisco
sitting by the bay
laughing with her sister
across the golden gate
i should not resist him
im rolling down these hills
foggy francisco
you made me cry today
and when im the woods
i loose my mind
but when im on your sand
i loose my thoughts
i know i should have stayed
im going home
im going home
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10. |
312
02:23
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i told you not to worry
but now you’re in too deep
ooo
ooo
my porcelain body
is unsuitable for this
break the walls down
let me feel me now
ahh
flushed you down like my St John’s
just to feel you again
hungry for the rain to touch my dusty patio
ill come out again
just like i promised
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doggybleach San Francisco, California
doggybleach is a project started in 2015
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