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Lost Lost Lost
04:26
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The night of shattered glass
I still hear your laugh
Twenty years now past
Dark houses on the lake
Rows of windows to break
I played along to keep you safe
Now you’re gone
You paid the cost
Lost, lost, lost
The edge of the map
You stepped straight off
Never mind the gap
The street was your home
Your hours on loan
The things you loved left you all alone
That’s your bet
The dice are tossed
Lost, lost, lost
It’s fine, fine, fine
walking the dotted yellow line
drunken steps, no regrets
this is the wrong
fret
An empty field
Nothing revealed
A patch of mud
That never healed
All your life
An early frost
Lost
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2. |
Last Transmission
04:12
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I’m talking to whoever’s listening
It’s dark but I’m not just whistling
They don’t like the way we sound
When our ears are pressed to the ground
When the signals begin to make sense
When we’re sprinting to jump the fence
When the devils in pursuit are real
Wearing the faces of the ones we feel
When the data has all been tapped
And we’ve had our very last laugh
This is the last transmission
When they’re locked in and they’re getting near
And its our families we’re starting to fear
When the white vans keep circling the block
Leaving outlines marked in chalk
When the country is reciting the pledge
While we’re perched on the window ledge
Staring down into the alley below
And we can feel the vertigo
Say it with a whisper, not a shout
We need to find a way out
This is the last transmission
All our friends have fallen asleep
They go unconscious at the count of three
1 -2 -3, 3-2-1
There’s nothing more to be said
The language all in the red
The words are all spinning apart
Wheels flying off the Safeway cart
The end doesn’t make a sound
Babylon is coming down
The termination of the mission
This is the last transmission
Check the message on your phone
I don’t want to die alone
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This is the soundtrack of my life:
Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing!
This is the soundtrack of your life
Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing!
This is the soundtrack of our lives
Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing!
This is the soundtrack
Somehow a somehow a somehow might escape
This is the soundtrack
This is the soundtrack
Nothing!
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4. |
Cut a Hole
02:31
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I can’t see, I can’t see, I can’t see
(Cut a hole, cut a hole, cut a hole)
I can’t hear, I can’t hear, I can’t hear
(Cut a hole, cut a hole, cut a hole)
I can’t breath, I can’t breath, I can’t breath
(Cut a hole, cut a hole, cut a hole)
Is that the sharpest knife you have?
I’m going to have to take that back
Are those the dreams you dream at night?
The beliefs that you recite?
The way you spend your days?
The winding paths in your maze?
Cut a hole, cut a hole, cut a hole
Is this the sharpest knife I have?
Take it back, take it back, take it back.
I can’t see, I can’t see, I can’t see
(Cut a hole, cut a hole, cut a hole)
I can’t hear, I can’t hear, I can’t hear
(Cut a hole, cut a hole, cut a hole)
I can’t breath, I can’t breath, I can’t breath
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