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Whatever Forever
00:55
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Probably shouldn't sleep with the windows wide open
Or walk the streets alone at night
Probably shouldn't laugh when my bones get all broken
Or get into a bunch of fights
But I find excitement in the little mysteries that life holds
No I don't cry when my tea gets cold
Or when I get way too fucking stoned
No I just sit back and say, "Whatever forever"
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2. |
Reckless
02:34
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Take my hand
I know we've hardly met
But since I've felt your touch oh
Nothing else makes much sense
Lets catch a train
Grab a coffee or two
I know this sounds insane
But I think I'm falling for you
And oh, maybe I'm rushing this
But I like the taste of your lips
And the way you make me laugh so effortless
'Cause darling your love makes me reckless
Let's fly across the globe
Maybe Paris or Rome
'Cause life is much too short to spend it alone
Let's read all the papers
Watch all the news
Let's talk for hours
Share our point of vies
And oh, maybe I'm rushing this
But I like the taste of your lips
And the way you make me laugh so effortless
'Cause darling your love makes me reckless
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3. |
Desatoya
02:54
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4. |
Walk Of Shame
02:43
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These mornings were familiar
Waking up in a foreign land
Preparing to walk out the door
Shoes in hand
Tangles of loose curls
Toppled over my head
Missing the warmth of my own bed
Sorry I don't know your name
I hope you're feeling the same
Thanks for being part of my game
It's a long way home, but I'll be okay
Trying to remember what happened in your sheets
But this hangover hit me harder than concrete
And I won't answer your calls, let's keep this discrete
So you can leave your message at the beep
Sorry I don't know your name
I hope you're feeling the same
Thanks for being part of my game
It's a long way home, but I'll be okay
You should've seen this coming
You better watch your back
Before the next girl comes
And tries to play you like that
Sorry I don't know your name
I hope you're feeling the same
Thanks for being part of my game
It's a long way home, but I'll be okay
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5. |
Alaska
03:26
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I'm always being told that less is more
So the less you give me the more I'll adore you
And I try not to
The sheets of our bed are dense with sweat
And it's getting cold again
And how many times will it take to learn
That standing in fire in bound to burn
And our conversations are running dry
'Cause we exercise our bodies
And never our minds
Oh, Alaska
Oh, the taste of
White snow and vodka
You know I'll miss ya
Reroute the maps
Lets go back to the start
Maybe we can find where we fell apart
Oh, Alaska
Oh, the taste of
White snow and vodka
You know I'll miss ya
And your touch is icy on my skin
But it's starting to go numb
And this world is full of destinations
But isolation's my favorite one
Oh, Alaska
Oh, the taste of
White snow and vodka
You know I'll miss ya
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A kiss goodnight in the form of bruises
I am hanging by loose ends
And when you kiss me, I tend to mend
My home is where the abuse begins
Oh, woah
Oh, woah
Manipulation coming from soft lips
You tell me you love me
While your hands hold down my wrists
Finding comfort in seeing my own blood
Is this what you call love?
It doesn't hurt
And I'm okay
Another excuse
Another day
And I'm terrified to leave
Don't take your hands off me
You might be the cause
But you're holding down the bleed
And I will ignore
All those times you've made me cry
And the pain will go numb after these tears have dried
Manipulation coming from soft lips
You tell me you love me
While your hands hold down my wrists
Finding comfort in seeing my own blood
Is this what you call love?
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