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Dancing In our Graves
03:44
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Tangled up in whys here yeah and I don't know
This situation is starting to get old
But old mother natures got her hold on me
Don't mess with her boy she'll put you on your knees's
But I know there's a place, a basement of dreamers
Downstairs dancing in their graves
And I'll join the dots here just to make the lines
I'll paint a picture in the corner of your mind
But memories are nothing more than fraying rope
Pull a little harder or do I let it go?
I don't know but one day I'll be there with them
Downstairs dancing in my grave
And I will miss this precious gift but I can't leave her without you dear
So once we've lived out our days lets go downstairs
Go down dancing in our graves
Tangled up in whys here yeah and I don't know
This generation has got so old
But oh mayhem maker won't you give me some peace
I'll shed the load here if you just let me be a nomad
I'll find my way, another basement dreamer
Downstairs dancing in our graves
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His Days Have No Sound
03:31
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So you sold your soul, played truth or dare and lost it all
Its only wafer thin, this so called confidence that we live in
And it goes round, his days have no sound
How could I contain corrosive thoughts within a rusting brain?
Its only paper thin, this so called confidence you wrap me in
And it goes round, his days have no sound
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3. |
Fall With Love
04:50
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Beating pulse, lawlessness cult I don't know where to turn
Find your glory's all history underneath the dirt
I'm tailored for your love, I'm humbled by your peace
Watch as they fall to their need
Roll another number, don't let it pull you under
You are too far gone now, let this storm just spit you out
Are breathing though not feeling?
Are you near your sky?
Burn your walls and death be calling, hang your pictures high
I'm tailored for your love, I'm humbled by your peace
Watch as they fall to their need
Roll another number, don't let it pull you under
You are too far gone now, let this storm just spit you out
And you've been down, telling me
That this space in the ground is a place that you see
All the falling stars, names of before gotta feel it all
Gotta let it go cos you know
All we are is how we feel and how we fall with love
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