1. |
Overture
02:26
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2. |
To Hell With You
04:48
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to hell with you:
sometimes i look at you
and see a seraphim
but then the clouds blow in
and it's back to pitchforks and pentagrams
and lions lying to the lambs
but even demons need
another soulless sap
to plan the perfect trap
and baby you're the perfect alibi
or maybe i'm the perfect compromise
hallelujah, here we go
singin' hallelujah, i have made my bed, so
when the angels all forsake you
i will go, i will go down with you
i will go down with you
when the devil comes to take you
i will go, i will go down with you
i will go down
to hell with you
if there's a patron saint
of piss and vinegar
we oughta build a shrine
and sacrifice ourselves to her
i'll let you go first
ok, ok i admit
i need you more than i admit
and if you want me to commit
bring me knife and i'll go deep
as long as you goin' with me
hallelujah, here we go
singin' hallelujah, i have made my bed, so
when the angels all forsake you
i will go, i will go down with you
i will go down with you
when the devil comes to take you
i will go, i will go down with you
i will go down
to hell with you
you might think this is is a twisted love story
but the reality is grim and gory
it's a more like crushing co-dependence
wrapped up in a bloody bow of hopeless romantics
when the angels all forsake you
i will go, i will go down with you
i will go down with you
when the devil comes to take you
i will go, i will go down with you
i will go down
to hell with you
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3. |
All Downhill From Here
03:44
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all downhill from here:
i used to think the sky was always blue
the sun was always bright and my eyes were too
days were long, went on and on
i used to think i'd be a fireman
i'd put the fires out with my own two hands
i never learned, the flame still burns
someday, maybe i'll say, that was child's-play, but today
all the memories are fading fast
and now the future is flyin' past
i wanna cry, but it makes me laugh
another year, another tear
and it's all downhill from here
i used to love with every single bone
i couldn't feel my heart what did i know
a bird in hand, is worth two i don't have
someday, maybe i'll say, love's a fool's game, but today
all the memories are fading fast
and now the future is flyin' past
but still i'm searchin' for the greener grass
another year, another year
and it's all downhill from..
..here today, gone tomorrow
so live it up
'cause it's all down, down, down
someday, maybe i'll say, it was fun while it lasts
all the memories are fading fast
and now the future is flyin' past
the party's over but i had a blast
another year, another tear
and it's all downhill
another year, another fear
and it's all downhill
another year, another beer
and it's all downhill from all downhill it's all downhill from here
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4. |
In My Own Little World
04:17
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in my own little world:
in real life - life is hard
no matter who you are
it's gonna beat you up
and leave you with the scars
in real life people suck
and there's no such thing as love
there ain't no happy end
and you know the bad guys won
…uhh..
"in real life" is a song
i make my living on
but no one knows the words
so they don't sing along
in real life there's no time
and no reason to the rhyme
you can never scratch the itch
real life's a bitch and then you die
that's why i spend every second of every day
hey - hey
in my own little world
all the playboys and the party-girls
in their own little worlds
in real life there's no god
and when you're gone you're gone
your prayers will not be heard
and no one rights the wrong
in real life children starve
and people sleep in cars
and we say we'll change the world
but we end up at the bar
that's why i spend every second of every day
hey - hey
in my own little world
all the choirboys and the working girls
in their own little worlds
in my own little world
all the killjoys and the flower girls
in their own little worlds
in real life i don't know
if i can go back home
in real life i messed up
and that's why i'm alone
in my own little world
all the boy-toys and the pinup girls
in their own little worlds
in my own little world
all the cowboys and the chorus girls
in their own little worlds
in my own little world
all the game boys and the valley-girls
in their own little worlds
in my own little world
all the homeboys and the fly girls
in their own little worlds
all the beach-boys and the material girls
in their own little worlds
in my own little world
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5. |
Merry-Go-Round
03:48
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merry-go-round:
we've been together since i care to remember
and never needed anything but forever
but forever gets long
and nobody gets along every day
(heeeey)
i know you wanna run
i know you wanna hide
i know the feelin' 'cause i've felt it too deep inside
we'll be together through the flame and the ember
so if you wanna get lost and found
just listen to the sound-sound-sound
and all the colors crashin' down-down-down
i'll pick you up and spin ya round-round-round
and when i letcha go
your comin' back i know
just like a merry-go-round-round-round-round-roud
just like a merry-go-round
we've been together since i care to remember
so if you wanna get lost and found
just listen to the sound-sound-sound
and all the colors crashin' down-down-down
i'll pick you up and spin ya round-round-round
and when i letcha go
your comin' back i know
just like a merry-go-round-round-round-round-roud
just like a merry-go-round-round-round-round-roud
just like a merry-go-round
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6. |
I Have To Have You
02:59
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i have to have you:
i have to have you
i've got it bad
if i can't have you
then no one can
i need to need you
so i can feel
and if i'm this sick
it must be real
i've got a desperate heart
and it's filled with blood
i don't know if this is love
but i have to have you
i'd die to meet you
i'd kill to kiss
and when i get you
i'll tell you this
i've got a desperate heart
and it's filled with blood
i don't know if this is love
but i have to have you
i've got a desperate heart
and it's filled with blood
i don't care if this is love
i have to have you
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it's not over ('til it's over and done):
it's over
but it's not done
we both know it's finished
feels like it just begun
we're forgetting the sun is setting
on a love that seems so young
but it's not over 'til it's over and done
it's useless
we've come undone
we're wounded
war is hell and and nobody won
all the fighting left us bleeding
but no one found the smoking gun
and it's not over 'til it's over and done
i can still remember makin' out in restaurants
dancin' through the sprinklers as we cut across the lawns
i know those days are gone
it's over
no no - but it's not done
you can unpack your things
i could buy you a ring
get a house with a yard
oh girl it can't be that hard
no it can't be that hard
good intentions are just inventions
and this race is all but run
but it's not over 'til it's over and done
i can still remember wakin' up in cheap motels
i guess i can't get over bein' underneath your spell
oh it's getting hard to tell
it's over
oh but it's not done
we both know it's finished
that fat lady has sung
(ooooo…)
we're forgetting the sun is setting
on a love that seems so young
but it's not over 'til it's over
it's not over 'til it's over
it's not over 'til it's over and done
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8. |
Grasping At Straws
03:18
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grasping at straws:
memories are like enemies who pretend to be your friend
tricking you into thinking you didn't do the things you did
and when the truth comes by with a pack of lies
and hands you all of your flaws
you're grasping at straws
reaching for stars
only to find
you can't reach that far
pulling at loose ends
like noose threads
ringing your neck
'til you're left
grasping at straws
fame's a fist full of little sticks you pick until they're gone
some are short, and some are sweet, but almost none are long
and when it was time to choose, you knew you'd loose
but just could not resist the draw
of grasping at straws
reaching for stars
only to find
you can't reach that far
pulling at loose ends
like noose threads
ringing your neck
'til you're left
grasping at straws
and now that you left us hangin' out to dry
it's hard to hold on, maybe i should try
grasping at straws
searching for god
gasping for breath
beating the odds
grasping at straws
reaching for stars
maybe i'll find
it isn't that hard
pulling at loose ends
like noose threads
ringing my neck 'til i'm...
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the bottom of my heart:
from the bottom of my heart
comes a whimper in the dark
like a starving animal that can't escape
from the bottom of my heart
comes a smell like burning paint
i can feel the color coursing through my veins
from the bottom of my heart
from the bottom of my heart
that's where the trouble starts
sometimes i wish it wasn't there at all
from the bottom of my heart
is a long-long way to fall
sometimes it's easier to build a wall
from the bottom of my heart
there is no such thing as love
the heart just pumps the blood
so why do i feel it
why do i feel it
pullin' me apart
why do i feel it
why do i feel it
beating twice as hard
is there a spark
at the bottom of my heart
is there a spark
at the bottom of
the bottom of my heart
from the bottom of my heart
i can feel a little pinch
growing inch by inch until i cry
from the bottom of my heart
i can almost see a light
but it's probably just the dust blown in my eye
from the bottom of my heart
if there's no such thing as love
why'm i drowning in this flood
and why do i feel it
why do i feel it
pullin' me apart
why do i feel it
why do i feel it
beating twice as hard
is there a spark
at the bottom of my heart
is there a spark
at the bottom of
the bottom of my heart
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endwell:
i can tell this isn't gonna end well
but it's what i want, so i can't stop
i can tell this isn't gonna end well
but makin' love when we're mad's too fun
i can tell
i'll tell ya how it's gonna end
it isn't gonna be as friends
it's gonna be an all out brawl, shout,
scratch, claw, get yer guns out
shoot 'til it runs out
fight 'til you bleed out
oh i know it too well
the look and the smell of trouble, oh well
i know we'll excel at crappy motels
so click your seatbelt and brace yourself
here we go jezebel
a smarter man would leave it well enough alone
i know better but i don't
and you know i know you know
i can tell this isn't gonna end well
but it's what i want, so i can't stop
i can tell this isn't gonna end well
but makin' love when we're mad's too fun
i can tell..
this isn't gonna end well
he said it isn't gonna end well
well, i don't give a fuck
'cause i can tell, well, we're shit out of luck
but that don't mean we can't fuck
can't love, can't, 'cause we're never gonna last
but nothin' really does
i'm glad to catch a buzz from fresh blood
feels like flower in the bud
but everybody knows every rose has a thorn
that grows from a poison
never had a choice, and never disappointed
i can tell we're gonna fail
we're gonna crash and burn and i should bail
but like a gory horror movie or a foreign beauty
i can't look away, it's fuckin' stupid
prob'ly i just like the drama, comma
got some karma comin', comma
like the pain or somethin', comma
head trauma, marijuana, blame Obama if ya wanna
i just wanna get up on ya
a smarter man would leave it well enough alone
i know better but i don't
and you know i know you know
i can tell..
this isn't gonna end well
i can tell..
this isn't gonna end well
yo i hate you
no i love you
no, i hate it that i love you
i'm addicted to the trouble
the dirt and the ruble
but i don't want a shovel
get straight to the point
i ain't much for bein' subtle
at times i don't like you, we argue
fight too, can't live without you
but i ain't tryin' to wife you
creep on each other like the snakes and the mice move
stab the other half in the heart like a knife do
even though this'll never last
when this gun is out of bullets we can say we had a blast
meetin' in the fast lane 'til we runnin' out of gas
won't end until they pullin' both bodies out the crash
this was an epic fail
it's all goin' to hell
but when we get there meet me at the stairwell
fuck until your heart breaks
we can get a hotel
fuck until your heart breaks
we can get a hotel
i can tell this isn't gonna end well
but it's what i want, so i can't stop
i can tell this isn't gonna end well
but makin' love when we're mad's too fun
i can tell..
this isn't gonna end well
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odd future:
everybody says i'm dreary
don't wanna hear my f-ed up theories
but i think those minds are lazy
go ahead and call me crazy
maybe i just can't be complacent
maybe i just see all the latent fire in the world a-waitin'
clouds of gasoline so fat with rain
i see the hurricane of flamin'-zombies, guns a-blazin'
raisin' hell like freddy vs. jason
maybe i should just be patient?
'stead-a hatin'? 'stead-a mental-masturbatin'?
maybe i should look inside my heart and see the parts coagulating
every time i step outside i know there's something wrong
teenage wolf gangs chanting kill them all - it's such an odd future
i can never hold a candle to a middle-class skate-punk vandal
raised on racial poetry who knows i'm old enough to be his father
why bother, i'm fodder for bloggers like pigs to the slaughter
a squatter, a poser who can't even pretend to posture
every time i step outside i know there's something wrong
teenage wolf gangs chanting kill them all - it's such an odd future
they all be walkin' around
head in the clouds
i'm the only one with feet on the ground
dumb-ass, it's contagious
your reasonin' is fallacious
why should i get impatient
with the world out masqueradin'
just order me some malaysian hair
so i can fit in with all y'all here
tryin' to make sense of it
but it's no use i'm-a let it rest
aliens in my consciousness
that's why they call me a crazy bitch
every day the same thing
people tryin' to maintain
workin' hard playin' harder
blowin' up i'm a fire-starter
every time i step outside i know there's something wrong
no one sees headless teems of riders on the lawn
so every time the sun goes down i feel like Ichabod
teenage wolf gangs chanting kill them all - it's such an odd future
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12. |
Won't Make It Out Alive
12:01
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won't make it out alive:
i found Jesus on the side of the road
painted on plaster in blue and yellow tones
somethin' in Spanish was written underneath
i didn't understand it, but this is what it meant to me
hold on tight it's gonna be a bumpy ride
and you won't make it out alive
i found meaning in a tacky old guitar
my Grandot gave me back in '94
she said to play it as long as i could get
i didn't understand then, but this is what i think she meant
hold on tight it's gonna be a bumpy ride
and you won't make it out alive
if you're lucky you get a few years to try and figure out..
..the meaning of life, and love, and loss
and truth, and trust, and vengeful god
and time, and space, and finding grace
and why my baby's gone
hold on tight it's gonna be a bumpy ride
and you won't make it out alive
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Bleu Los Angeles, California
Bleu is an award winning songwriter, producer, composer, and recording artist.
Read more on his website linked below.
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