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Soft feelings
05:48
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SOFT FEELINGS
Since the spirit left my soul Love is but an open hole But the body’s come alive Since the spirit left my side
I’ve got so much love to give
So many graves to dig
Soft feelings for you that I struggle with I’ve got so much love to give
So many lives to live
But blue-eyed love I can’t provide you with
Did you see him again?
Did you call out my name by mistake? I’m not myself
I just don’t have the force like before
I won’t fall, I won’t fight
I won’t call, I won’t bite
I’m not myself anymore
I won’t fight for your love
Since the spirit came onboard Love has begged to be explored And the body’s come alive Since the spirit has arrived
I’ve got so much love to give
So many graves to dig
Soft feelings for you that I struggle with I’ve got so much love to give
So many lives to live
Five words I never thought I’d wrestle with
“Did you see her again?
Did you whisper my name?”
My mistake, I’m not myself
I just don’t know this force from before I won’t fall, I won’t fight
I won’t crawl, I won’t bite
I’m not myself anymore
I won’t fight for your love
I can’t will into motion impossible things
I can’t promise devotion or make a bell unring
I’ve got so much love to give
So many graves to dig
Soft feelings for you that I struggle with I’ve got so much love to give
So many lives to live
But blue-eyed love I can’t provide you with
I can’t un-see this vivid truth
I feel so free, I feel so blue
I’ve done my time, I can’t pretend There is no me, I’m warning you
I can’t undo this vivid truth
Too much, too soon, I’m telling you I’ve done my time, I can’t pretend There is no me, there is no end
I love you So?
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I'm always watching you
03:59
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I’M ALWAYS WATCHING YOU
Already over trying to be alone
And brushing up on feeling free Cellphone’s a weapon of surveillance All the distractions I don’t need
Your naked body in my dream last night It was like you never left
There was a stranger in my bedroom
I thought she never would leave
I’m always watching
I need to see you
I’m always watching
If I can’t be with you
I’m always watching
Call it voyeurism or masochism I’m always watching
Follow you down digital rabbit holes
Who you like, where you’ve been So I continue to pine for the time When you were somewhere with me I wanna follow you into your sleep and gently wake you up
Maybe you’re naked on his bed right now Maybe tonight you give him a shot
I’m always watching
I need to see you
I’m always watching
If I can’t be with you
Cause I’m always watching
Call it voyeurism or masochism I’m always watching you
Watching me watching you watching me watching you watching me watching you
I feel so stupid and spun-out and spoiled All of my deficits unmasked
This game is torture but it’s all I’ve got since I got what I asked
I know you’re watching
I need to see you
I know you’re watching
And I keep doing this to you
Cause I’m always watching
Call it voyeurism, or masochism
At a coward’s distance, voyeurism
I’m always watching, I’m always watching I’m always watching, I’m always watching
Watching me watching you watching me watching you watching me watching you
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SERENADING IN THE TRENCHES
Thought I saw you at the finish line and you were burning a flag
and you were biding your time
Thought I saw you at the finish line and you were biding your time
and you were biding your time and you were biding your time
Tripped on my compass as I fled on foot
Shed all my luggage, all your fuck-me-boots Cute as a button on a wounded high horse
Sink into the quicksand of desire and remorse
Pissed off and juiced up, with my back to the wall
Blindfolded, eager to give into the fall
Stripped of the structures that boggled my mind
Sink into the quicksand, making up for lost time
Serenading in the trenches
Do you wanna pretend we’re dead
Serenading in the trenches
Do you wanna make love in stead
Cute-ass casualties, clueless come-ons
Our aborted mission, our self-indulgence
Bled out from paper cuts all over the news
Softened the bruises with a one-sided truce
Stripped of our passions, in a lukewarm embrace
Sink into the quicksand of stale dignity and grace
Keep it up, keep on, try keeping up with myself
Old ideas, splinters, put that shit on the shelf
Slumbering limbo, laurels resting on me
Sink into the quicksand of a ruthless memory
Serenading in the trenches
Do you wanna pretend we’re dead
Serenading in the trenches
Do you wanna make love in stead
Cute-ass casualties, uh, clueless come-ons
Our aborted mission, our self-indulgence
Oh what a beautiful boy child
Oh boy, the man of my dreams
Oh what a big boy, what a boy child
Oh man, oh boy, what a dream
Oh boy, you’re preaching to the wrong choir I know what’s up, my time is up
I know what’s up, my time is up
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I KNOW SOMETHING THAT’S GONNA BREAK YOUR HEART
I know something that’s gonna break your heart Don’t say I don’t love you
I know something that’s gonna break your heart Who am I to tell you?
Love’s a dangerous disguise
For a pair of starving eyes
I hate to tell you but I’m gonna fail you
Tonight can never let us down Tomorrow will break your heart
I know something that’s gonna break your heart And I’ll always love you
I know something that’s gonna break my heart If I ever tell you
Love’s a theater of needs
For a pair of hopeless leads
You won’t believe me but you’re gonna break me too
Tonight can never let us down Tomorrow will break your heart Now I’m gonna break your heart
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Siamese twin
05:18
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SIAMESE TWIN
I live upstairs from you
I just became your neighbor
We could be sisters, brothers, pawns in love and labor And I want you to know I won’t gossip or gloat We could share anything
Be my siamese twin
I live upstairs from you
I’d like to get together
Let’s get to know each other’s flaws and failures better And I want you to share anything you can spare I’ll be your next of kin
Be my siamese twin
I couldn’t sleep last night
I’m outlining your body
We’re so alike, the two of us, so you can’t fool me Come upstairs for a drink
It’s about time, don’t you think
I’ll be all ears and yours
It’s what neighbors are for
We can do anything
Be my siamese twin
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BLEEDING OUT INTO THE BLUE
From your lips it’s spreading like a rash
I wanted to refute you, I’d rather tie you to the mast
So put away your razor blades, disconnect the taser
Overstuff your suitcase and I’ll untie your shoe laces
It’s ok, you’ve had a lot to say
I can’t hear you out on the dunes It’s alright, I made it out alive
But bleeding out into the blue
In another life I’d beat you to the punch
To the ministry of scoundrels you’re just another number crunch
It’s ok, you’ve had a lot to say
I can’t hear you out on the dunes It’s alright, you made it out alive
But bleeding out into the blue
I default to the high road, it suits me all to well
But I’ll allow a detour so you can go to hell
So sugar coat your demons and camouflage your theft I’ll water down your venom until there’s nothing left
It’s ok, you’ve had a lot to say
I can’t hear you out on the dunes It’s alright, we made it out alive
But bleeding out into the blue It’s okay, you’re gonna wash away and I’m gonna walk out on you It’s alright, it’s alright
You’re bleeding out into the blue
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Reminisce
03:54
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REMINISCE
I wanna love you like a lover should
Every time we say goodbye I wonder how I could I wanna make the momentary last
I don’t wanna reenact the glories of the past
Your eyes well up every time I fall down from the sky
Don’t write me off
Are you dancing without me
Dancing with tears in your eyes
Reminisce
Cause I’m dancing without you
Dancing with tears in my eyes to this old song
I wanna be above this state of mind
Even though my hidden shame is now my greatest pride I wanna turn male privilege on its head
Even though without it I would probably be dead
Your eyes adjust every time I fall down from the sky
Our bodies ache
Are you dancing without me
Dancing with tears in your eyes
Reminisce
Cause I’m dancing without you
Dancing with tears in my eyes to this old song
The world’s on fire
Every day the sky tears into shreds
My one concern
Are you dancing without me
Dancing with tears in your eyes
Reminisce
Cause I’m dancing without you
Dancing with tears in my eyes to this one
Are you dancing without me
Dancing with tears in your eyes to this old song
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Hello stranger
04:02
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HELLO STRANGER
Slip out of a dream and into the fog
Your home caught fire, you can’t see for the smog
All I wanted to touch
All I wanted to feel
A code in braille I can read on your skin
Hello stranger, don’t let me stay too long
Goodbye pleasure, I must be getting on
Slip into my room and stop making sense
High on desire, is there anything else
All I wanted to touch
All I wanted to feel
A code in braille I can read on your skin
So do you wanna get along
Or do you wanna get on
Or do you wanna get gone
Or do you wanna get it on
Hello stranger, don’t let me stay too long
Goodbye pleasure, I must be getting on
Pleasure seeker where hearts grow weaker
My body’s broken in, your love is spoken for
Slip into the dark and out of your mind
Be Robin Hood if our scars don’t align
All I wanted to touch
All I wanted to feel
A code in braille I erased from your skin
Hello stranger, don’t let me stay too long
Goodbye pleasure, I must be getting on
...and you could be all in
...and I’ll be all over you ...and still we’d fall from grace ...what’s it all about, baby?
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9. |
Violent game
07:04
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VIOLENT GAME
A subway cries out, “somewhere there’s
a place for us,” my belle, my baby
A fantasy about your dreams by train arrives to overwhelm you
Done tearing out my hair I wanna tear you up
Done running from the sun I’m gonna run you down
And I’ll never ask again This is a violent game I’ll never ask again
Relentlessness could get you off
I’ll find you wether lost or hidden
When fantasies about your dreams succumb to anything forbidden
Done wearing out my head I wanna wear you out
Done breaking like a shell I’m gonna break you in
And I’ll never ask again
This is a violent game I’ll never ask again
Oh how can my love be so slow and so swift to hurt you?
Oh how can your love be so strong and swiftly desert you?
Compare me to bygone bouquets
I’ll triumph any phantom vampire
Like scumbags in the light of day, I’ll trample them like forrest wildfires
Done fainting in stairways I’m gonna paint your face Done asking for a shot I’m gonna shoot you down
And I’ll never ask again
This is a violent game I’ll never ask again
This is a violent game I’m changing my statement
This is a violent game I’m changing my statement
This is a violent game I’m changing my statement
This is a violent game I’m changing my statement
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10. |
Baby come to me
04:24
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BABY COME TO ME
If you stick around, you’ll eventually wear the crown
If you’ve got the patience and wherewithal to pass the time
Rolling with their punches, shut up and take it during their lunches
The black sheep will wear the white sheep’s woolen sweater
If only you can pull it together
Sticking to your guns, be they holy or infamous ones,
is gonna build your character where there used to be none
You’re gonna love your new frame, it’s the shape of things to come
The leader of the pack will be scratching your back,
if only you can tackle the black-backed jackal
Baby come to me
My blue suede boots may stumble on the ridge
Baby come to me
Your poncho soaks up all the water under the bridge
So if you can stomach climbing out of a thousand train wrecks in a pitch black tunnel, granted only, say, two light flickers
If you can take abuse like a gentleman holds his liquor
The eager overachiever will eventually trip
And that’s when you can have your way, consensually
Baby come to me
My blue suede boots may stumble on the ridge
Baby come to me
Your poncho soaks up all the water under the bridge
When you’ve been underestimated, patronized or have been degraded When you try, and fail, to look up the meaning of ill-fated,
and all the bunnies who outran you incidentally were hares you hated
So much so you can’t wait to see their faces again
You’ll leave them in the dust atop a turtle, your trusted friend
Baby come to me
My blue suede boots may stumble on the ridge
Baby come to me
Your poncho soaks up all the water under the bridge
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Sondre Lerche Los Angeles, California
Chord progression artist, performance person, lyricist and songwriter
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