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Borders
03:25
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You don't sleep so well... just staring up
still in your room with the video on
and times did change or so it felt
as plaster fell and the video wore
and the video wore
Stone borders now keep the aliens out
Barbed wire and tin to keep yourself locked in
Seek and destroy like Captain Cook
your violence just - in the name of God
yet still they dance by your window
they look so young but your eyes are not
your eyes are not
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2. |
TV Love
02:39
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Don't tempt me
with your subplot veer
destiny set under soft venir
romance writ
so so predictable
Dean & Rory where did it go wrong?
Oh, My TV love
Pray for strength
to be like Susan's Mike
beg for Bree to bake the things I like
live forever
like Lynette & Tom
10 more seasons and we'll be as one
Credits roll
oh darling fair farewell
until next week and after that as well
every night I wait with baited breath
Lorelai, Luke, is this life and death?
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3. |
Feels Like Forever
03:06
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All the times I've watched you play
one by one we fade away
but this feels like forever
We always drink and always fight
but it's ok - I love you anyway
and this feels like forever
In Manchester rain, Napoli Sun
you'll find me where I always am
wide awake at 6am looking for some fun
We always make mistakes
get lost along the way
learn a little and then fuck it up again
so much for yesterday
stuck in an endless race
I'd wait forever just to do it all again
In Paris rain or Yorkshire sun
Forever...
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4. |
Demigod
02:50
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I'm a poisonous kiss
I'm poison like the ink
that leaks from Marine Le Pen
I'm a charlatan snake
I'm payback for that Y2K
neoliberal shit but worse
I'm a Goddamn Demigod
I'm the will of the people (ha!)
I'm a truthseeker
video preacher
sexually repressed
in a bulletproof vest
I'm a liar
but I tell you I'm a liar
so am I still a liar?
yeah, I'm so fucking clever
I'm a Goddamn Demigod
and everybody loves me
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5. |
Only the Good
03:10
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Only the good die young
just as their bones get strong
hear no pasarán
in everlasting song
Close your eyes, drift away
Tomorrow might just be
a little less fucked up than today
Or maybe not, and that’s ok
maybe you can dream
of something better on the way?
12 hours in the rain
they call it growing pains
choking on the air
the future yours to gain
You know you're just a nuisance
in some old Ellesse shoes
so let the algorithm light the way
"you'd be no use in a war" they say
but the past is dead and gone
the present too (before too long)
so keep your heart and head in place
and don't be everything you hate today
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6. |
Singing to the Universe
03:16
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My time has come
it's etching ever nearer
the stroke of noon just whispered in my ear
a textbook lie - a bed for corner spiders
they're catching up
and sharpening their teeth
So I'm singing to the universe
and I'm asking if I'm cursed
because it always ends the same
and I'm screaming your name
I burn bridges as I walk
sweat matches, spit fire
will she rescue me again?
I'm singing to the universe
All my sins
I pray will be forgiven
just like before, I promise now I'm different
take me not as wasteful as I've been
don't let me piss it all away now
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7. |
Jackie
03:35
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You're so fucking bored
you're climbing up the walls
no escape
til the sun goes down
wide awake at midnight with an 80s film
desperate for some hours to yourself
You're bored
bored, like Iggy said
you're so blasé
you can't concentrate
you're in a state
stuck in a rut and there's no way out of it
White noise only buzzes all around
double-speak don't make no sense at all
dinner for one with wine on saturday
holidays sleeping can't afford to pay
Jackie was so bright and brainy
green hairstyle
with bangs and braces
why so cruel?
hell-bent to break her soul
No future,no education
Jackie kicked out in frustration
she won't win
so what's the point at all?
5' 2" in platform boots
she seldom smiles, she's born to lose
but Jackie was
the brightest spark of all
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8. |
Sweet Blue Murder
02:40
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A necromatic gesture
chutzpah in endless measure
public relations draped in
bodies emaciated
Is compassion back in fashion?
(what's compassion?)
Serial killer: where's your human skin?
Oh what a wretched time of year
these poor souls poverty stricken
and they look so delicious
what a wretched time of year!
Stuck on the universal
killers always return to
scenes of their greatest pleasure
collecting teeth as treasure
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9. |
A Gilded Cage
03:43
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Forced to eat olives until you wretch
bathing in milk leaves a line round your neck
Something about these prison walls
smells like Hugo Boss
intravenous honey
intravenous, honey!
passed through velved bars
Cortisone treatment - executive cars
decadence ticks on a Tag Heuer watch
These hours are yours to do with as you please
but you'll never be free
At least not like me...
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1919 Bradford, UK
1919 is a post-punk band from Bradford, UK, and an early contributor to what became the Goth genre.
1919 recommends:
Boy done well
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