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The Pursuit
05:36
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Same date
New faces
Someone to pick apart
Name me
Your top five
Things of every type
You’ve spent too long in the pursuit of
Something that don’t exist
Treading on that fine line of hope and self-abuse where
You wouldn’t wanna live alone
No, you wouldn’t wanna live alone
Polite, but mental
There’s terror in the eyes
Planning escape routes
Searching for the line
You’ve spent too long in the pursuit of
Something that don’t exist
Treading on that fine line of hope and self-abuse where
You wouldn’t wanna live alone
Yeah no, you wouldn’t wanna live alone
No one to call
To wait by your bed
You could be sitting at home
Just counting down the days
Now the crooks are in your living room
You’ve invited them for tea
Blowing all your retirement on daytime TV
They tried to put you in a home
You don’t say?
You wouldn’t wanna live alone
You don’t say!?!
You wouldn’t wanna live alone
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2. |
GREED
03:21
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I see your blues
I see your end
When you can’t use no more and you’re wishing you had bigger hands
Well it’s called
Greed
Singing hey, oh but i need it
You dont need it
Aint it the truth
Yeh were all the same
Just pressing forward on this detonator blessed in shame
And i aint in dispute
Because i know that im one to blame
Another user taking more than i could ever name
Well its called
Greed
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3. |
Dive into the Chorus
03:18
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Dive into the chorus
Can’t you see I’m just as bored as the rest
I state opinions like I’m working for the press
Yeah ill over-do it
Hanging on the moment
All my memories have washed in the rain
Re-telling stories like I’m 18 again
And full of hoping
I don’t wanna be a hero, or a deadbeat zero
This social currency well I know it’s worth nothing
I know it’s all for show
Diving in the deep end
So many faces getting caught in the wind
Hoping one day I figure out how to swim
Until then I’m choking
Televise my evenings
All my friends are growing foreign to me
Thoughts and prayers ain’t gonna save my burning street
Oh don’t I know it
I don’t wanna be a hero, or a deadbeat zero
This social currency well I know its worth nothing
Dive into the chorus again
Dive into the chorus again
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4. |
Where you live
05:40
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With no emotion
Not a word
Was hard to reason
With what I heard
Try to evoke it
And come apart
Because there ain’t no main line to call where you are
Not where you live
I hear the motif
A melody
Old conversations
Playing on repeat
Laid in the nowhere
Beyond an age
Where the worries of life fade out that’s where you await
That’s where you live
That’s where you live
Yeah that’s where it hits me the most
That’s where you live
That’s where you live
Yeah that’s where it hits me the most
I’ve been trying to find the words to write
To build a monument and properly define
Sometimes the emptiness it takes a hold inside
When I try to count the miles of the great divide
Where a heart as big as a harbour lies
Anyone who would of met you would have recognised
I take an endless sigh
Inside a memory
In the endless nights
That’s where you’ll always be
That’s where you live
That’s where you live
I hear the sounds circling
Its playing out on repeat
That’s where you live
That’s where you live
That’s where you live
I hear the motif, old conversations, the melody…
Where the worries of life fade out
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Twin Flowers Melbourne, Australia
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