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"The Blanket Truth"

So try, so try, December you,
Even though it seems so hard to do. (ohh)
So try, so try, December you,
Even though it seems so hard to do. (ohh)

So goodbye, a good luck to all.
Just thinking about the things,
That I just can't sleep away,
Today.
Today,
Time will keep the best secrets;
Not honestly,
Not honest indeed,
Not honest indeed,
So try...

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"Attached To The Fifth Story"

I can't,
I can't take it easily,
I won't,
I won't let it gravel me.
But I transgress,
Born into sin,
Born into current.

I can't comply to a compliment.
I won't quietly ask for it,
And the current still drags me in,
Slow down. (Slow down, down, down)

The pills won't make this go away;
Our trails stubbornly set in ways to revolt,
Try to repulse. (Ohh)
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"Don't Shoot The Messenger (Not My Idea)"

Well, you look so true in undressed eyes.
Is your coma real?
Did you change your mind?
I see so clearly in these bargain eyes.
Words coffee drip out my head.

Time will set us free,
As we both roll back our eyes.
I'm sad to say it wasn't my idea.
Relationships deplete as the tears run down your eyes.
I'm sad to say it wasn't my idea.

I might be blessed with amnesia instead.
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"Analogue Logic"

We are the locust;
Annihilate your redemption.
We are clever, clever lines,
But the science is in the time,
Of the delivery,
Spaced in sporadic time.
If you jump in,
I will jump in too.
Who will save your soul?
If you strike the match,
Then I'll let it shower over you,
Drink down the chemicals.

I am the future,
Am the scene,
I am the logic,
I am the dream.
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"What Temperature Does Air Freeze At?"

And we'll float to the end, where the oceans do bends, and we'll fly away.
And we'll shine on through, through the summer sky so blue, and we'll drift away.
We wake at ten and start out lives again, it's another day.
Together in a room, where the wall flowers bloom, it's a marigold way.
And we'll stare at the sun, while the sound and shapes run up the chimney.
We will drive in the clouds, trampoline up and down to our symphony....

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"120 Ways To Kill You: An Illustrated Children's Book"

Wait, I really don't have the gots for this, it must have been abstracted with my appendix, or maybe it
grows with my wisdom teeth. Wait, it might be such a stretch, it's not my fault legally, I'll dial the
doctors now, you're right I never was a man for the law. Please don't walk away in defeat. Wait, I haven't
lost my courage on the rocks, I haven't quite found the words to use. I'm not sure they make the cards to
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"Paper Cliché"

I to want take my head and cut it open extra wide. Want to examine oh the thoughts that seem to cricle
inside. Electrocute my thoughts or put my self on stand by. I'm so over, I'm so over...Let's open up the
sky and let the clichés pour. Everything has been executed better before. 8-bit Fantasies, I'm yesterday's
technology. Follow the leader, jump off with me. The wine is dripping with the blood off of my finger
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"The Game"

Don't want to fall in love when it's in front of us. Why can't we dream? Fantasize without compromise, a
tear duct short of an alibi. Please thaw me out, and brush me off. Is love is quite the fallacy,
underneath the mystery? So, you finally came right out of my head and into my arms. Now these feelings I
know, I'll never let go. I've beaten the game. My alter ego's upstairs strung out on the couch. I need a
touch of innocence, so comfortable. So velvet lush and nectarous, there is a price to pay for dreaming. Is
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"Sleep Paralysis"

It was somwhere around Sheffield where my conscious concedes. Fiction halts, the drugs began to wear
thin. Colored obvious, the world slid off it's tilt. Waking up each night, from the gravitational pull.
What is the sound of something trying not to make a sound? So sick of all the same old shit, so spent on
being sick. Will everybody wake up before it gets too late? Ghost wrote in the middle of the night,
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"A Tornado; An Owl"

Take what you've got, take comfort, in that everything you know, or seen will soon be a non existent dot.
Who'll save the world that claims there is no saving? An illusion or delusion of grandeur. Half of what I
say is bliss, the other half is meaningless. Comfortable lines. Wating for the clock to heal us. Lost and
found, but neer touched. Another beating heart is lost: Interesting lies. Waiting for the clock to heal us.
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"Oh, My Dear It's Just Chemical Frustration"

The time is now, and Im running so thin, I got thin, I got thin, while others got fat. So fatten up, and
deliver your secrets, those secrets, those stories untold. Sorry say that love is a game, we're all just
pawns in the way. Lost, lost, lost, move the rook-E-eight, eliminate and get this game underway. Too many
secrets are shattering our lives, while others are stuck in expansive time. I've been tring to get out of
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album: "An Army Of Shapes Between Wars" (2006)

"Smoke And Mirrors"

Comatose, feed my head with liberty, I've got an appetite for deceit. I'm done, well done, stick fork in
me, cover me in apathy, dicreetly and distinct able. I am trying to break your heart. I'm plagued with
doubt, no frogs or murdered first born. My thoughts are just a little sun burnt, dismantle all that ever
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