1. |
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(verse 1)
expanding and contracting
all the fear, all the fears,
that i didn't know i had
then you walked in and showed me
how to be afraid
'cause you were the first to tell me
i didn't have it made
(chorus)
oh, once was never enough
i know that you like it rough
the way that i do (x 3)
(verse 2)
fingernails and fire sales
burn it down, burn it down
'til i got nothing left
you've got a lovely mind for madness
like a car i'd like to crash
so i grabbed you with both my hands and said
"i would love you last"
(chorus)
[ solo + breakdown]
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2. |
Galleons and Rowboats
03:30
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(verse 1)
tears burn like the Tropic of Cancer
waves like iodine
she’s just a silhouette in the night
clothed in cotton, drunk off wine.
you’re more than i bargained for.
sins sing as the fabrics mingle
as we hit the floor.
i watch as she becomes, now
what i was before
but she can’t ask what she don’t know
so we come undone some more
(chorus)
oh, you’d never know it
but i’ve got plans
a galleon or a rowboat,
when you’re holding my hand.
and the waves
roll
away.
you’d never believe it.
but i’ve got plans.
(verse 2)
eyelids show flickering pictures
that leave, quiet as they come.
they all vanish when you lace my fingers
hand
by
hand
get me under your thumb.
you’re more than i could deserve.
pink nights
and a flash of snowflakes,
just to right the words.
i used to show and prove,
now i’d rather hide and serve.
‘cause i ain’t worth that much
and the oscilloscope burns.
(chorus)
oh, you’d never know it
but i’ve got plans
a galleon or a rowboat,
when you’re holding my hand.
and the waves
roll
away.
you’d never believe it.
but i’ve got plans.
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3. |
2003
03:30
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(verse 1)
so i asked her, i asked her
"how are you livin' like this, livin' like this?"
she said: "don't you remember it?"
I said "but i'd rather get a break than a fix, by know you know."
she said:
"i wish i felt the same"
"but if i met you two years ago, i wouldn't remember your name"
(chorus)
i ain't been the same since 2003,
and now i'm scared of everybody who's smarter than me,
and i can't stop thinking 'bout the words that I wanted to say,
she's got a tattered jacket and sordid past,
and i'm so sick of love that just sort of lasts
i guess i didn't know me anyway
i guess i didn't know me anyway
(verse 2)
so i told her, i told her
i could never run back, never run back
every day i wake up to a geiger count
oh lord, why do we love what we lack
i'm getting back to my ways
have't learned my lesson yet
even though i may seem out of breath
you'll never see me sweat
cause i said
(chorus)
i ain't been the same since 2003,
and now i'm scared of everybody who's smarter than me,
and i can't stop thinking 'bout the words that I wanted to say,
she's got a tattered jacket and sordid past,
and i'm so sick of love that just sort of lasts
i guess i didn't know me anyway
i guess i didn't know me anyway
[crazy synth solo]
(chorus)
i ain't been the same since 2003,
and now i'm scared of everybody who's smarter than me,
and i can't stop thinking 'bout the words that I wanted to say,
she's got a tattered jacket and sordid past,
and i'm so sick of love that just sort of lasts
i guess i didn't know me anyway
i guess i didn't know me anyway
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Ivory James Iowa City, Iowa
Popfunksoulectro.
Build a fort from synths and samplers and hide from the world. One-man-band with a little help from my friends.
Insecurities You Can Dance To, INC.
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