1. |
Flower Girl
03:23
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There was once a girl who wished she was a flower one day
And she cried and she cried and she cried all day
There was once a girl with kaleidoscope eyes
And she wanted to see the world with nothing to hide
Thunderclouds roll in inside the drift
The lyre man jumped into the pit
With nothing to hide she screamed into the sky
What a horrible time to be alive
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2. |
Order
05:08
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I woke up and saw that
They are all uptight
They try to figure out the
World and what it's worth
They said there must be a
Reason we're all here
To test our hearts
Or maybe to spread out somewhere
So they made up their rules
And they draft 'em fools
And the armies that die
Are still alive
All the plans that they had
Were far off and mad
They've been skinnin your mind
Right from the start
First they said, "Alright
Who is the weakest here"
They beat him up and claimed that
Justice has been served
The lines they drew back then
Are frightening and absurd
A painter uses more than just
What's on his brush
What's order in court
When the guilty aren't caught
And the trials are won
Inside a purse
All the people were scared
And the children all stared
When purple men came
To run the Earth
We try to make some lists
To show her how it works
But she misunderstood
And made the breeze a storm
She said the randomness
Is inevitable
Eternity is just
Half a blink to her
And so the kings lost their crowns
And began to bow
To the people they starved
For all their lives
The kingdom was sure
To end the war
Against God and all
His might
Order, order, ooohhhh
Order, order, ooohhhh
And so the kings lost their crowns
And began to bow
To the people they starved
For all their lives
The kingdom was sure
To end the war
Against God and all
His might
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3. |
Savage Man
06:57
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What's in a lie
It might surprise
The common type
So, here we stand
Alone again
What's your plan
Stars fall again
Damaged them
Burnin in due time
I'm done with your little mind games
Secret masquerade dance
Headfirst on the pavement
Waxy wings a glowin
Burnin like a candle
Love you could not handle
With your heart of gold girl
Rot my lungs
And I'm so fed up
What's your plan for a savage man
Night time, demons are approaching
Grab your gun and fire
Dance you little liar
A puppet is the masses
Show off your brand new trick
Like when Cain killed Abel
Blinded was his judgement
Jealousy
And I'm overrun
What's your plan for a savage man
And so, you know, the greatest part of livin is the love
The love, the love that you are givin in your
Life, your life, your dirty little life
Your life, your life, your dirty little life
And so, you know, the greatest part of livin is the pain
The pain, the pain that you inflicted in your
Life, your life, your dirty little life
Your life, your life, your dirty little life
And it's so messed up
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4. |
Jade
02:54
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Love, let me stretch the time
From end to end like salty taffy
Forever we should be happy
Love, it's four o clock
I've been awake for hours
I can't help you with your April showers
Love, you shine tonight
But every time I see your eyes
I'm afraid they hold some hidden lies
Love, how are you?
I was doing fine by myself
Then the desert called there you went
Love, let me go
I can't save you from yourself
I can't even save myself
Love, enough's enough
I cannot give you anymore
Please just let me out that open door
And what I saw took my breath away
No it could not ever stay the same
The restless beating in my heart
It's right there since from the start
If I ask you very nicely can you please find your own way home
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