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Hot Cold Lover pt 1
02:04
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So Glad You Came
03:46
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I feel like tomorrow might be my favorite day I know that life is for lovers, your foot’s in the grave
I’m so glad you came
You ought to know I was on fire and you brought the rain I feel that everything happens, we split, I stuttered, the words never shaped I’m so glad you came for me
We were young and we were charming I know feelings like this don’t change Back then the sound was inside me I know that feelings like this don’t change I’m so glad you came for me Hot nights are so disarming
Heartache, yes no please, I’m in no position to refrain Just a little sweet, how I’m doing today, on you, I picture your face
So glad you came for me
We were young and we were charming I know feelings like this don’t change Back then the sound was inside me I know that feelings like this don’t change Die young, Not forgotten, Hot nights are so disarming
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Bastard of the World
02:24
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People in your life are not storms They won’t hurt you, won’t harm you at all The people that you trust are never going to give up on you When you’re the bastard of the world.
Come on Julie, your convictions are known, Not here to fool you, or give you what you want Everyone in force would dance all night on the floor for you When you’re the bastard of the world
It kinda makes me lose me knees and my soul, Heartbeat and soul are gold, so hold onto the end of the rope.
Surely you know, I’m never going to let go, of you
When you’re the bastard of the world
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Faults
03:13
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I never said the words you thought you’d hear, Words are soft and you’re so severe, I never said the words
And if I fall in love, and steer it good, And weather all the floods that time bleeds through
The distance isn’t far, I look back and all there are are faults, And I fault you
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Helping Hands
04:13
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Lover, when you’re wrong, you’re wrong Lover, when you fall, you won’t fall far You might not fall at all Cause I’ve got Helping Hands Hands that make the hours split, and time will take
But time don’t give a thanks To the sound of running with trains
No more tears for John, I left home, it was so long and dark and tall So long and dark and tall I found Helping Hands Hands that hold the weight that sinks, I feel it slip
I notice every day I’m just a man running with trains
Oh, oh dear, it’s done People come, and it would rip my heart to see them go I’d never be the same, I’ve never been the same In the palm of hands All at once the moment gives to forms that mend
Forget, forgive, I’m saved To fall in love running with trains.
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Hot Cold Lover pt 2
01:31
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My toes fill with water that rolls to a boil Oh lord, sound of thunder awoke a Hot Cold Lover
I know you know, I’ve known so long Despite all the trouble it takes, took me one day On a limb looking hard for any switch
I talk
Hot Cold Lover hang on
Dosey doe, I’m in control Head to holes, we’re all just lovers that touch uncommon waters To soak in honesty, innocence isn’t lost on me I talk Enough, give me more, never stop, so long
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The Deal
04:49
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High, high on the hog, low on the rung, and barely holding on Only the deal, only the deal and the draw
Soft, softer than tongues spinning the yarns that keep me held up Only the deal, only the deal and the draw Searching for ghosts that need to be alone
Evil town, evil full grown, I’m by my soul...
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Lovely Life
04:28
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I awake in the morning, I didn’t feel my toes I thought I could take up, I never looked, I didn’t look so hot
I can pick up sticks and count the stones Everything is enough, all fallacy can endure Even lunatics are amoured, and surely I am one Harness it, is this all there is my life
Ain’t this life sweet my love All the things that we do enjoy One friend dies and today I remind myself of you
I’m moving much too fast for sleep, get up With everything there’s response And nowhere’s where you are All that blushes blood across my face and everyone I love
My life, lovely life
Dead plants on the dashboard Cold bones and an Adonis heart so far
Ain’t this life sweet my love All the finer things we enjoy I’ve forgotten times, eleven times I know, that you’re gone
I can always falls asleep and get up With everything there’s response And nowhere’s where you are All that blushes blood across my face and everyone I know
My life, lovely life
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Hot Cold Lover pt 3
01:15
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I have hands, made of skin You hold these hands like they’re made of skin I never wanted to be the bad one, then you came
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Bright Lights
03:06
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Even in bright lights, you don’t have to fake it You’re born, wear it best bald and naked Did I leave you when you’re down I’m not immune to the force
When good enough, isn’t good enough, it’s so much worse
I’m in a love song, even Jesus ran with whores Is it hot enough, cause hot enough is where we are
Hear it, tell me secrets When your heart grows and you call out those names, pray they don’t come
Here they come... Try so hard, it’s twice as hard as it is to leave
Haunt me ghost, come bend into forms You’ve given up, is getting up so much worse
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Toast
02:42
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Let’s all raise a glass, let’s raise two To all my friends If you wouldn’t have come, I wouldn’t be here And I’m so glad you came Heart to heart, nothing’s wrong Hallelujah, I love you, we’re having a toast
I was never lost, I had you
In my fears I lose control and you’re the first to know I’m holding onto reigns
Giddy up, let’s get it on Hallelujah, I love you, we’re having a toast
All of the years, yeah we change One thing never wanes I’m in love with who you are Hallelujah, I love you, we’re having a toast
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