1. |
Ghosting
03:36
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as a breath so cold
sure as a neck tingles
your grave
was momentarily a freeway
easy come and go
payment on arrival
but it's checkmate
you were never a survivor
just a poor lost soul
save a little dough
its full time
to keep smiling
so why wait?
get it now
get your day made
there’s a whole world to escape
watch it fade
you can reset
get a wash
for your poor lost soul
i’m on the corner
it’s alright
cos i got the good shit
i’m on the table
it’s alright
cos i got the good shit
i’m on the water
it’s alright
cos i’m on the ghost ship
come on baby
it’s alright
cos i’m not the worst there is
come on darling
it’s alright
cos i got the good shit
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2. |
Proof
04:24
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what can you see?
see i’ve been barely taking notice
what can you see now?
what can you see?
my head is heavy, i’ve had awful dreams
what can you see now?
I’ve got numbers
to clear things up for you
take a chance on proof
if you want to?
what can you see?
the snow is burning, seems important
what can you see now?
what can you see?
sign language, one hand in the pocket
what can you see now?
I’ve got numbers
to clear things up for you
take a chance on proof
if you want to?
what can you see?
feet walking circles in the carpet
what can you see now?
what can you see?
see foreign movies, who’s foreign?
it depends
I can sing a real serenade
what can you see now?
people walking backwards every day
what can you see now?
I’ve got numbers
to clear things up for you
take a chance on proof
if you want to?
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3. |
Something to Worry About
04:06
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you can wear your nerves out
out to the bar
dancing where your left foot
found the rhythm
maybe they’ll cut their moves?
maybe they won’t
there’s nothing to worry about
there’s nothing to worry about
I thought we could wait
for the waters to calm
spit up into paper
cough into arms
wash your body wicked
maybe they got
something to worry about?
there’s nothing to worry about
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4. |
Neon Cheap
04:21
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5. |
Kids on Holiday
04:28
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I got a feeling
you wanna give it a break
you better mean it
you gotta want it to change
they’re both barely breathing
from a single lung
how long do you wait?
they’re running a three-legged race
each step
a foot on the neck
and a foot in the grave
You raised me like
I owned the world
Am I old enough for a coup?
You raised me right
under a thumb
Am I old enough for a coup?
I Scream Ice-Cream!
I seem old enough for a coup!
maybe when divorce
has sound debate
maybe when the old man’s
on his way
we could be the evil for a change
we could be the kids
on holiday
I wanna pivot
I want one eighty with you
Come on and give it
Come on and produce
You raised me like
I owned the world
Am I old enough for a coup?
You raised me right
under a thumb
Am I old enough for a coup?
I Scream Ice-Cream!
I seem old enough for a coup!
maybe when divorce
has sound debate
maybe when the old man’s
on his way
we could be the evil for a change
we could be the kids
on holiday
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6. |
One and Beat
05:53
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let’s go through everything
how did you get here?
haven’t we seen this room before?
you’re done riding coattails
I’m the stranger now
you’re the everyone
can’t you see it’s impossible without you
made to breathe in
exhale chemistry
face to face I’m the winner
come spend it all with me
time away getting thinner
people howl, People love
I need you holding me
holding me on to it
can’t you see it’s impossible without you
made to breathe in
exhale chemistry
face to face I’m the winner
come spend it all with me
are you haunted
by preening and cooing?
worried by visions
visions’ reflection of youth?
I’m at home with the wire
that’s all I can dictate
to the world
It’s got me guessing
what’s the right side of the one and the beat?
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7. |
Matters
03:50
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Oh body
Oh body, oh
World I make
World of mine
Now to pieces
Chalk it outlines some
Body of mine
Torsion love this body I of mine
Nobody
Nobody, no
Suture the street
Split boulevard
Matters of that
Matter of fact
Battle enactment
Lose my balance
On the asphalt
On a bend
Right at the door
There’s something wrong again
I’m lost in that
Harm is at the wide open door
There’s something wrong again
And I’m nervous at the thought
Of something wrong
Oh folly
Oh folly, oh
Onto the bed
And cover your head
Miles and miles
In lines
It lies
I’m busy in erosion
Don’t shake me awake
Right at the door
There’s something wrong again
I’m lost in that
Harm is at the wide open door
There’s something wrong again
And I’m nervous at the thought
Of something wrong
The houses are falling
Cracked open
I breathe it all in
Seven howls are calling
Body, home I leave
I read on pockets full of ash
Coloured womb
Coloured lung
On the breath
And on the tongue
Right at the door
There’s something wrong again
I’m lost in that
Harm is at the wide open door
There’s something wrong again
And i’m nervous at the thought
Of something wrong
Right at the door
There’s something wrong again
I’m lost in that
Harm is at the wide open door
There’s something wrong again
And i’m nervous at the thought
Of something wrong
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8. |
Castigat Ridendo Mores
06:14
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one howls toward the lesson
out of the cup for the full
I filled up wrong, forever
anything catching the proof?
why was it all for leather?
an ancient mark of the fool
I was not born for ever
survive or?
It’s not easy
It’s hard to believe
save me
save me doctor
I can’t breath
I thirst
I reel in its curse
what is this holy lesson?
sent without a God?
It’s not easy
It’s hard to believe
speeches are all absurd
when nothing said is heard
“castigat ridendo mores”
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9. |
In a Minute, Sublime
04:59
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when you went away
I got the word
I saw the wallpaper fade
as the sheets
in which you were laid
burst into flames
I form a chain
of coincidences
without a name
see, in my mind
I’ve pictures of our sacristy
you kneel, you pray
oh, what a lonely,
heart strung feeling
to be out of time
in a minute, sublime
the wings of your escape
their shadows
steal the light from my days
between the bars
all solitary
your ghost I keep
on solitary staves
I took a message
to your alibi
and plead my case
on highest stage
solemn and grave
see what you want
is what you’re getting
don’t you realise?
you think it’s fine
it’s enough
that you’re still waiting
to be canonised
why do you
stake your claim
in mine
oh, what a lonely,
heart strung feeling
to be out of time
in a minute, sublime
I’ll still hold
onto what’s beating
store you in my mind
like a page in a file
or like a phone that
won’t stop ringing
someones on the line
but not this time
it still calls for deleting
from the real hard
drive of the mind
oh, what a lonely,
heart strung feeling
to be out of time
in a minute, sublime
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Are You Haunted? (Deluxe) out now via Future Classic: ffm.to/ayhdeluxe
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