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The Wound In Me
03:41
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Well I feel it in the morning
I feel it when I drag myself around
And I see it in the mirror
I hear it in every single sound
'Cause I've become the great disapearer
I've got a place I can't be found
I'll hide that wound behind some leather
I'll dress it in 100 cigarettes
And I ain't bothered by the weather
It won't postpone what's coming next
And it seems I must've fallen
fallen out of my tree
and it seems I must be stalling
can you see the wound in me?
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Black Hound
02:31
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I summoned a black hound to my side
It sucked some of my soul and licked my ear
can't tell whether it's friend or foe
but it follows me everywhere I go
I can't see it but I know it's there
And it follows me and I know its there, I feel it there
I feel it
And It Howls.
I was paralysed by fear
I know with ease it could rip me up
but it wanted to ride a while with me
A lions heart that black hound has and it always will be free
It tears through darkness
It's made of what it hunts
That black hounds teeth it bears
but it's got a lions heart
A lions heart
And it howls.
And It howls
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Sick Of Dreaming
02:49
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If we are minuscule amounts of everything
then you are everything in me
if I never saw you with my eyes again
then night would be my day and I would see you in my sleep
I used to be all that ever was and could be
but could I be everything to you?
feel love
I'm sick of dreaming of you
will you dream of me tonight
Our melodies were always intertwined
and i've bee tangled in that tune that song that line
try and wake from your waking life
and meet me in a dream where there's heat and not ice
Dreams in your head
Dreams aren't in your head
Don't listen to the ones that spoiled the fun
In my chest burns a bright white sun
Spin it faster the black around the white
Amalgamate the dark and the light
I'm sick of dreaming of you
will you dream of me tonight
Dreams in your head
Dreams aren't in your head
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Won't Be Too Long
04:52
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Well I sit
I sit drunk at the end of a bottle
And I'm pondering all the things
things that I know
and If I could steal me a car I would step on the throttle
'cause my legs are too slow to get me to the end of the road
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