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Aristocrat
02:28
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Are you an aristocrat?
So polite you always come back;
I fall at your throne.
Runaway Persephone
leave calligraphy
all over my home.
I hope I was dressing prim enough for you.
Bottle up catastrophe
in moments made for two.
Are you an aristocrat?
Run around the school just to smoke a pack
you Marlboro ghost.
Fall to the Byzantines
smiles like Sicily:
in ruins by the coast.
I know listless distance
stops hearts in their tracks.
But if I cut the tightrope
there's no need for acrobats.
ohhhhhhhhhhhh
ohhhhhhhhhhhh
Are you an aristocrat?
In Padua with bodensatz;
glass deep as a moat.
Tell me everything
if it'll still mean everything
the moment you go.
I hope tender futures keep you kind.
As long as we saw lessons I know our time wasn't blind.
Are you an aristocrat?
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2. |
Looks
02:33
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All your looks
Are floating 'round
Inside my head
I'm thinking 'bout you
Baby
No no pressure now
No no pressure now
All your looks
Are floating 'round
Inside my head
I'm thinking 'bout you
Baby
No no pressure now
No no pressure now
Take it all in
Wind through the trees
Sounds like violins
One last go
While the world spins
And no one's waiting on it
Wasn't it nice
When we could see the coastline
Tasting the air of the summertime
All your looks
Are floating 'round
Inside my head
I'm thinking 'bout you
Baby
No no pressure now
No no pressure now
All your looks
Are floating 'round
Inside my head
I'm thinking 'bout you
Baby
No no pressure now
No no pressure now
And even when the meadows wilt away
Won't you have something perfect to say
A cellophane excuse cause you're afraid
No profiteers convince us quite the same
And even when the meadows wilt away
We're singing chorus for a different play
See the world outside your windowpane
Before her emerald greens turn solemn grey
All your looks
Are floating 'round
Inside my head
I'm thinking 'bout you
Baby
No no pressure now
No no pressure now
All your looks
Are floating 'round
Inside my head
I'm thinking 'bout you
Baby
No no pressure now
No no pressure now
All your looks
Are floating 'round
Inside my head
I'm thinking 'bout you
Baby
No no pressure now
No no pressure now
All your looks
Are floating 'round
Inside my head
I'm thinking 'bout you
Thinking 'bout you
Baby
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3. |
Impressions
02:52
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Woke up in the shower
Thinking of how we were
Passing the hours
Are clovers or flowers what I need?
Empty my pockets
Buying out rockets
For those summer skies
Promise you won't give me autumn lies.
I know it's your page to turn
So hurt me or I'll never learn
Ohh!
Thinking with the car door closed
Should I stay or should I go?
Ooh!
The taste of your phantom
Proving that everyday words don't make anthems
Your diplomatic grace
Holding a knife like a southpaw pretends
Pruning a rosebush or cutting off friends
You clean up the crime scene with blood on your hands
Intimate intricate ways to resent.
I know it's your page to turn
So hurt me or I'll never learn
Ohh!
Thinking with the car door closed
Should I stay or should I go?
Ooh!
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4. |
Dread
03:29
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Sentimental ways to set the mood
Condensation handprints wherever you choose
You chewed my words through the telephone wire
Take another breather just to hope I'm inspired
Finally, my muse is here
Eye contact breaks through my fears
Looking at the heavens like I just released a dove
Hammurabi's wrong about war but right about love.
It's a back and forth with every risk in your head,
so never hold your tongue, hold someone else's instead.
I've been dreading this night for awhile,
You've got me screaming out oh
Whoa whoa whoa whoa
I've been dreading this night for awhile,
You've got me screaming out oh
Whoa whoa whoa whoa oh oh
Open my heart while I close the blinds
Two steps backwards one into your mind
Therapeutic notions in a livingroom chair,
Actions are the loudest when it comes to true care.
Cataloging all my tears,
You told me each one of your fears
Pulling over covers so we can't see what's above
Hammurabi's wrong about war but right about love.
It's a back and forth with every risk in your head,
so never hold your tongue
I've been dreading this night for awhile,
You've got me screaming out oh
Whoa whoa whoa whoa
I've been dreading this night for awhile,
You've got me screaming out oh
Whoa whoa whoa whoa oh oh
Take my tongue and bend it backwards
Crumple my words like it's all over
Know my voice ain't getting older
Know my voice ain't getting older
I've been dreading this night for awhile,
You've got me screaming out oh
Whoa whoa whoa whoa
I've been dreading this night for awhile,
You've got me screaming out oh
Whoa whoa whoa whoa oh oh
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5. |
Harvard
02:46
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6. |
Elastic
03:12
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7. |
Right Note
02:32
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8. |
Midway (feat. Brenn!)
03:15
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9. |
Safer Here
03:12
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10. |
Still Life
03:16
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