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C.H.U.Ds
04:48
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... And beneath they creep the streets.
Subterranean faction knowns only meat.
It's a lovely ride down the sewer slide,
to the beating heart of the endless night and ...
Only roses grow down here.
From our radioactive K-hole in action,
we don't eat, scour the city streets.
& we don't ask no quarter, none given.
Morals of God are far beyond driven!
Only roses grow down here
Who is who inside the human zoo,
and do you care?
Beg for scraps through manhole traps
suited to bulls & bears
We're sons & daughters of wealth & importance,
of doormen & porters, indeed.
Nothing's as important as the warmth of ignorance.
Come, you'll see.
No time for crackpot, hack job nobodies!
How tall's your family tree?
No time for handshakes, 'how are ya?', 'goodbye',
no one's as important as me!
Only roses grow down here.
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Better Halves Of...
03:50
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Can't help but thinking
that you've been sleeping through life,
and you're alone in the night.
& I've been watching ...
That cup you're drinking
is overflowing with spite
and you can't seem to hold the knife
that you've been twisting.
Don't confuse your better halves
with love in the dark? You don't say.
Don't confuse your better halves
with snakes in the grass, okay?
'Cause when you find there's no one left
who'll wallow in your bullshit
you'll rue the day you left them all
behind.
So on & on it goes,
turn the page and roll the stone.
You're a lie. And still alone in the night.
And I've been watching ...
That cup your gripping is overflowing with spite.
And it's sharpened all your favourite knifes
You'll need for twisting.
Don't confuse your better halves
with deluded hearts. They won't stay.
Don't confuse your better halves
with drugs in the dark, okay?
Don't confuse your better halves
with love in the dark, okay?
Don't confuse your better halves
with snakes in the grass, okay?
'Cause when the rest have left to roam
and you're the one been left at home,
you'll rue the day you left yourself
behind.
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I'm intimate with all your problems,
but I don't want to tell you mine.
It's safer to assume they're trivial,
& I don't want to waste your time.
I suppose we're all just terrified
of life taking far too long,
of plodding through the pain of boredom,
& falling out of love through song.
And what becomes of staying in-grown?
And what becomes of letting go?
The drone of a broken record.
A fear of how to grow.
And I know ...
This is uncharted territory for you & me,
just you keep your head above the deep blue sea.
This is uncharted territory for you & me.
We've just got to keep our heads above the deep.
Do you remember when your unblemished heart would sing?
And time was just an ocean growing wider?
Your virtue sailed an endless sky
as you'd lavish in the spring.
Your eyes were just a sunrise getting brighter ...
And what becomes of staying in-grown?
And what becomes of letting go?
The drone of a broken record.
A fear of how to grow.
And I know ...
This is uncharted territory for you & me,
just you keep your head above the deep blue sea.
This is uncharted territory for you & me.
We've just got to keep our heads above the deep.
Hall in white.
I sweep the lonely faces for a while
and learn that all their dreams
are memories.
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