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Burial
04:13
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BURIAL
This is all i got left
A broken record and a dog
I’m a little off it
Nothing like a sad song
Dirty little secret
Hidden in my backyard
Tell me I’m a reject
Guess it got me this far
Burial
I’m broken, but you cant break me
Burial
I’ll put you underground with the dead leaves
Burial
Love is just a cold blooded memory
Burial
Ohhh
You’re dead to me.
This is all you got left
A middle finger and a yawn
If I’m being honest
I’m much happier when you’re gone
Tell me that I’m reckless
Tell me I’m a dumb blonde
If you break a promise
I’ll put you in the back lawn
Burial
You’re broken, but you cant break me
Burial
I’ll Put you underground with the dead leaves
Burial
Love is just a cold blooded memory
Burial
Ohhh
You’re dead to me.
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2. |
Disneyland
03:57
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DISNEYLAND
Hey! It’s magical monster time
Hooray! There’s no need to wait in line
No poisonous darts, no broken hearts for me.
Just wish on a star, and I’ll be your absentee.
I don’t wanna be your boyfriend
I don’t wanna take you home to meet my famz
Just wanna be a player
And ride the rides likes it’s Disneyland
I don’t be your prom date
I don’t wanna take you out to meet my friends
I just wanna be a player
Fly through the night, I roll like a wave in an ocean
Baby I get higher from touch than I get from devotion
No, there’s no need to complicate
Cuz’ no, I don’t have a heart to break
Watching cartoons, a life on a holiday
And like a balloon, tomorrow I’ll float away.
I don’t wanna be your boyfriend
I don’t wanna take you home to meet my famz
Just wanna be a player
And ride the rides likes it’s Disneyland
I don’t be your prom date
I don’t wanna take you out to meet my friends
I just wanna be a player
Fly through the night, I roll like a wave in an ocean
Baby I get higher from touch than I get from devotion
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3. |
Andy Warhol
04:44
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Andy Warhol
You’re so Mona Lisa
Caught me staring at your smile when I saw
A little soul Mona Lisa
Wanna take you home and nail you on my wall
God I’m so Andy Warhol
Caught me standing on the corner when you saw
A little Soho Andy Warhol
Take me home and nail me on your wall
WooHoo
Pour me some pesticide, undress me with tropes
Four Loco and fear
My tears are counterfeit, my art is a joke
So praise to Baby Jesus, two wasted masterpieces, and beer
WooHoo
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I’m Still Holding Out For You
I been hanging on your shadow for so long
Dreamin’ ‘bout an old tomorrow in a song
I’ll keep holding out for you
I’m still holding out for you
Lord another late night wasted on my own
Looking through a thousand faces on my phone
I’ll keep holding out for you
I’m still holding out for you
You can take my breath away, I’ll still be breathing
You can take your love away, my heart will still be beating for you
I’m holding out for you
I been thinking ‘bout your crazy fucking lies
Couldn’t even phase me, even if I tried
I’ll keep holding out for you
I’m still holding out for you
You can take my breath away, I’ll still be breathing
You can take your love away, my heart will still be beating for you
As I hold it down for you
I’m holding out for you
As I hold it down for you
I’ll go down to the river
Hold my head underwater
Pray to God He delivers
Me from your ways
And even if I drown
I’m gonna’ hold it down for you
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5. |
Cig
03:18
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CIG
She got on a plane
Took off town bound for Santa Fe
Touched down on the edge of another world
Made a few mistakes
And it's kind of hard to fuck the pain away
Hooked on amphetamine and pearls
Hey she drove off into the sunset
Drinkin’ pinot, singin’ ‘Livin on a Prayer’
Hey when all her childhood dreams get put to rest
Maybe in another life she'll get somewhere
But in the end we all burn out like cigarettes
Captain on the team
Quarterback on the varsity
Crowd goes wild he throws a touchdown
But graduation came he lost his number but he kept his name now he’s
Pumpin’ gas at the Texaco downtown
Hey he drove off into the sunset drinking Bud Light singin ‘Livin on a Prayer'
Hey when all his childhood dreams get put to rest
Maybe in another life he'll get somewhere
But in the end we all burn out like cigarettes
Now I’m singing a song for you
About a childhood dream that won't come true
But I’m somewhere out in the Midwest chasin’ mine
So if you're feelin’ blue
I’ll light up a match for you
And we'll send the world up in smoke tonight
Hey we’ll drive off into the sunset drinkin’ whiskey singin’ ‘Livin’ on a Prayer
Hey when all of our childhood dreams get put to rest
Maybe in another life we'll get somewhere
But in the end we all burn out like cigarettes
In the end we all burn out like cigarettes
In the end we all burn out like a cigarette
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6. |
What U Gonna Do 4 Luv
05:06
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What U Gonna Do 4 Luv
Had a smooth way of talking
From the minute you said hello
Reached for your waist, your bulletproof face
And my eyes turned criminal
Was a dead man walking
The second I took you home
But I shoulda known you’d pull the trigger on my soul
And shoot it full of bullet holes
What you gonna do 4 luv
What you gonna do 4 luv
When your heart lays down in a pool of blood
What you gonna do 4 luv
Who’d make a soldier
Lay it down like a little toy
But when you’re looking up at the barrel of her love
You know you never really had a choice, did you
Girl ain’t easy
And she calls for desperate ways
If you want to get up next to her kiss
You gotta go down in a blaze
What you gonna do 4 luv
What you gonna do 4 luv
When your heart lays down in a pool of blood
What you gonna do 4 luv
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7. |
Drip Drop
02:12
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Drip Drop
The roof is leaking and the rain’s falling on my head
It won’t stop
The roof is leaking and the rain’s falling on my head
I need a mop
I cried so hard
Teardrops on my bed
She packed up her bags and she moved out on the midnight train
She packed up her bags and she moved out on the midnight train
Girl’s insane
She took my heart
Tears rolling down my drain
My buddy came to see me
Gimme a tip tip tip
Now listen here friend
I tell ya I’m hip hip hip
Just mind your own business
Shut your lip lip lip
I know when my girls gimme the slip slip slip
Teardrops on my bed
I got them teardrops on my bed
Teardrops on my bed
I got them teardrops on my bed
I cry so hard
Swear that I wanna be dead
Cry so hard
Swear that I wanna be dead
Cry so hard
Swear that I wanna be dead
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8. |
Mr. Blu
03:33
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Mr. Blu
I’m Mr. Blu
Mr. Aquamarine
There’s a heart on my sleeve
It’s broken in two
Mr. Dream
Mr. King of the Fools
I’m losing my cool
What can I do
I try to escape
But my sky’s still
A billion shades of you
I’m Mr. Blu
I’m Mr. Scream
Mr. World Falls Apart
There’s a hole in my heart
Now that we’re through
I try to escape
But my sky’s still
A million shades of you
I’m Mr. Blu
Make it cry
I try to escape
But my sky’s still
A million shades of you
Mr. Blu
It’s true
I’m Mr. Blu
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9. |
Condition of the Heart
03:26
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Condition of the Heart
There was a girl in Paris
Who he sent a letter to
Hoping she would answer back
Wasn't that a fool
Hardy notion on the part of a
Sometimes lonely musician
Acting out a whim is only good
For a condition of the heart
There was a dame from London
Who insisted that he love her
Then left him for a real prince
From Arabia, now isn't that
A shame that sometimes money
Buys you everything and nothing
Love, it only seems to buy a
Terminal condition of the heart
Thinking about you driving me crazy
My friends say it's a phase honey
Every day is a yellow day
I'm blinded by the daisies in your yard
There was a woman from the ghetto
Who made funny faces just like
Clara Bow, how was I to know
That she would wear the same
Cologne as you and giggle the same
Giggle that you do?
Whenever I would act a fool, a fool
With a condition of the heart
Thinking about you driving me crazy
And my friends it's just a phase honey
Every single day is a yellow day
I'm blinded by the daisies in your yard
There was a girl in Paris
Whom he sent a letter to
Hoping she would answer back
Wasn’t that a fool
Condition of the heart
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10. |
Shadowland
02:39
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Shadowland
They called it an eclipse
Said it with a shrug
Now Radio Jesus is out there on the run
And you can go blind from staring at the sun
Here in
Shadowland
In Shadowland
Highway to Elysium
Fell asleep at the wheel
Woke up and the streets were filled
That shit was gettin real
Are you uneasy with this
Tell me how do you feel
Here in Shadowland
In Shadowland
So play your tragic anthem and cheer
I was raised in plastic paradise and I’m still here
Deep in Shadowland
In Shadowland
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