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Nylon
04:22
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Attention to detail, curve of a spine, slow discotheque
I wanted to kneel, I don't know who's under
Your rubberneck
Pretty quick to stiffen, pretty close to hidden
I dont need your oxygen
I'm okay with choking
Holding your hand might make it feel better
It's not good enough, it's not good enough,
What do we do when
It's not enough, it's not enough,
Tangled in nylon
It's not good enough, it's not
My blood is pumping, a white knuckled ride, a warm hearted man
Why're you so jumpy, a purple bic lighter
A gasoline can
Forget the roller coaster, forget the stomach ulcer
Trying to not get flustered
Your scent is heavy
Holding my breath might make it feel better
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Lady, don't do no wrong
05:16
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Herringbone, skin is tattooed with white phosphorous
(Guess they got to us)
Chances are you won’t be going home
Steak knives, where your salad days lie
The tiger wasn’t tame, the tiger learnt to walk in shame
Hard luck, I’ve forgotten half of
How innocent, too young to know
That it could be any different
Doubt, doubt, doubt
Lady don’t do no wrong
Unicorn, it’s getting late to make much sense of this
(Guess they got to us)
Decided all the lights were getting dim
Gelignite, then you tried the family life
The lion was aflame, the lion learned to share the blame
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Softly, softly
03:14
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Here are my demands, speak for yourself
We’re tough as nails, all the hard hearts, all the hard hearts
There is no doubt, you’re rough as guts
We’re wearing out
All the good parts, all the good parts
Know I try to believe it
(Softly, softly. Softly, softly)
Know there’s no hard feelings,
Nothing will come of it
Nothing will come of it, nothing will come of it
Suffer in silence, get over it
There’s no second chance, for the soy boy, for the soy boy
The only way out, try to harden up
Gotta be the man,
Just a decoy, just a decoy
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Eggshells
05:36
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It’s a strikingly different lesson to learn
When you’re covered in less than
The need to listen
It’s a scar on the landscape, a mudslide, a handshake
You like, don’t lie, don’t lie
Oooh oooh, wait for the courage
Wait for it comes after anger
And you’re hoping to rise above
And you beat up yourself for two birds that you held
Cos’ your raven survived as you ring in the bell
It was me clipping your wings
While you walked on my eggshells
Oh the shocking resemblance to Nietzsche, the migraines
Closing your eyes babe
Ya knuckles are white
Oh the sudden exposure, your wrists red with closure
Decide, don’t lie, don’t lie
Oooh it’s never over
Awake when you’re naked and freezing
But you’re hoping to rise above
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5. |
Demons (Lucy Fire)
03:57
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Tell me what you're saving for easing out
If you want, to give me your linen
Help me tell all the lies details down down
So you want to be the wise guy
So you want to be the wise guy
Ha, give me demons
Ha, give me demons
Lately all your finger letters
Spell out the end of the picture show
You make it all so heavy
You make it all so heavy
Remember when we tangoed late at night
Blood red feels were a given
Laid each other out like butterflies, fly, fly
And you didn’t want a shy guy
And you didn’t want a shy guy, no
Ha, give me demons
Ha, give me demons
Ha, gimme demons
Ha, gimme demons
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Promises
03:40
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Wouldn't know if I was, in denial
You can't tell because of my crooked smile
Is painted on wet lips for laughing
Just show me who you have been photographing
Can you please, promise me
That kisses are words, that kisses are heard
Could you please, promise me
That kisses are words, that kisses won't hurt
Could you please, promise me
That kisses are words
Don't want to go down too fast, what's the hurry?
Ringing my hands with a, delicious worry
Striking a pose with all your senses
What if I told you there's no consequences?
Your wings are falling off now icarus
Got reminded how far out of touch
So and so and such and such
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7. |
Apple Tree Street
05:08
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I left you ribbons, tied to the fence
Call out forgiveness, it happened again
Fought all the feelings, captured the flag
What are the leavings?
A hand in a hand in a hand in a hand
Apple Tree Street,
Is where we all tumble, down
Into your arms to be seen
I live in steal, I hide in shock
Your face is a parchment, the hands on the clock, the clock
Your voice shook in horror, the monster was keen
Smashing the mirror
God make me clean, make me clean
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Melancholy
04:44
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Say so, the girl seemed to learn her lesson
Afraid to go, threefold I forgot to mention
I’m shushing out for sinking into later
Who’s side you fighting for, she just wants a spectator
Oooh ooh oooh sit before her heavy thinking now man
Oooh ooh oooh slipping down some dirty done desire
They collide with waves so slowly
Not surprised what waits below me
Now we’re surrounded
I’ll survey this lie looking lonely
Bound and delayed though
I’ll find away through a soft melancholy
Wet skin, no way I’m gonna miss the message
Spread thin, let’s see you under tension
You’re stretching out limbs floating into deep pool
Give me a cold shoulder, a whisper down clavicle
Oooh ooh oooh touching without touching is all the rage
Oooh ooh oooh on the other side I feel strange
Submerge myself in guacamole
Oooh
We’re racing for pink slips only
Lay it on me
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Tracing
04:03
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Negative Nancy, the devil’s arrived
No reflection, the road is easy she knows the truth
Her dress is right
Hey!
Choosing her moments, I know your type
And I can’t hide the feeling when her hair’s
Pulled back too tight
Hey, hey, hey!
I’m tracing, I’m tracing a way
Catch you later, catch ya!
I’m tracing, I’m tracing a way
Catch you later, catch you later, catch you later, hey!
Using a throwaway, anonymous smile
Face the music, nobody’s watching the outside’s soft
The inside’s vile
Hey!
Excuses, excuses, not feeling the vibe
And so what I’ve got your number, I won’t be calling
For a while
Hey, hey, hey!
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10. |
The Eels Hunt
05:11
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Little bone, little bone to catch you (with)
If you don’t get broken it doesn’t matter much
I’ll clean you up, you’re rolling over
Come and lick your wounds with salt and vinegar
Surprising, you changed your clothes
And you don't swing, and no one knows
That I can wait, that I'll tempt fate again
Brutal, snakes and ladders
Oooh oooh fulsome, oooh oooh oh
I will hunt by smell and not by sight
Only get out of the bind at night
Swim away, swim away don't have to speak
Nothing to see here murky underneath
I'm writhing quick, rushing over me
Your skin electric, mint and nectarine
Lime juice, the breath I'm baiting
Excuse; undulating, not finished yet
If I don't see the end,
Weak kneed, tongue in tatters
Oooh oooh want some, oooh oooh oh
I will hunt by smell and not by sight
Only get out of the bind at night
What you gonna do with all these feelings
Feelings, Feelings
Watch out for, watch out for caustic soda
Lazy eye, easy warning
I’ve come to blow you over
Just dance boy, just dance til you start to shudder
Lazy lie, easy warning
I’ve come to blow you over
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andy hummel New Zealand
New Zealand sound fiddler, snippet snatcher, time based tightrope walker. Writes and sings songs, plays computer and guitar
effects pedals. Produces sound design for interactives and theatre soundtrack work.
Associated acts: Rosy Tin Teacaddy.
The Woolshed Sessions.
Pashtag.
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