1. |
Frequency
02:48
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Well you ask me once to talk to you,
and I got nothing to say.
Yeah, you ask me twice to reach you,
it's just my frequency delay.
Thoughts and pictures of you,
they're not on permanent display.
But you'll remind me of them,
you'll remind me of them,
you'll remind me of them.
Come and be my contact,
I keep thinking that you'll overload.
Come and be my contact,
I keep thinking that you'll overload.
I just remembered what I wanted.
I just remembered I forgot.
My memory of you is slowly fading,
I think it's time we turned the knob.
And if you ask me thrice to reach you,
it's just my frequency delay.
But you'll remind me soon,
you'll remind me soon,
you'll remind me soon.
Come and be my contact,
I keep thinking that you'll overload.
Come and be my contact,
I keep thinking that you'll overload.
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2. |
In The Trees
04:06
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I got that pit inside my stomach.
It comes and goes without control.
I wish I could turn it off.
I wish I could turn it off.
My mind is racing up that ladder.
Just one more step before I fall.
I wish I could turn it off.
I wish I could turn it off.
But I don’t mind.
No I don’t mind.
No I don’t mind.
No I don’t mind.
‘Cause it ain’t easy.
with no one to please me, baby.
You say it’s over, but I still feel the pain.
And I’m still giving.
A hundred proof, I’m willing,
to take you back if you still feel the same.
My mind is racing up that ladder.
Just one more step before I crawl.
I wish I could turn it off.
I wish I could turn it off.
But I don’t mind.
No I don’t mind.
No I don’t mind.
No I don’t mind.
I don’t mind.
I don’t mind.
I don’t mind.
I don’t mind.
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3. |
Feel
04:19
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Baby, won't you tell me where it hurts,
'cause you're the only one that I can feel.
There's nothing you can say to make me go.
As long as what you say to me is real.
And you and I know how our hearts like to run.
Away from the future, going down like the sun.
But I just can't stop thinkin' 'bout,
yeah I just can't stop thinkin' 'bout,
and you just got me drreamin' 'bout....
I hung your picture framed inside my head.
And wiped away the secrets from my eyes.
I think I need to tell you what she said.
'Cause there is nothing left for me to hide.
And you and I know how our hearts like to run.
Away from the future, going down like the sun.
But I just can't stop thinkin' 'bout,
yeah I just can't stop thinkin' 'bout,
and you just got me drreamin' 'bout....
Baby, won't you tell me where it hurts,
'cause you're the only one that I can feel.
And you and I know how our hearts like to run.
Away from the future, going down like the sun.
But I just can't stop thinkin' 'bout,
yeah I just can't stop thinkin' 'bout,
and you just got me drreamin' 'bout....
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4. |
PBJ
03:14
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How can I tell when you're down on your back?
And why should I ever give you my words
so that you can tear them... apart?
We couldn't ask for more,
if our ships, washed up upon the shore?
But if you ever want to change my point of view...
I know, I know, I know, that's something will never do.
And if you think you want to sleep with someone new...
I know, I know, I know, I thought the same thing, too.
But I'll never be
Afraid of what I cannot see.
And you, should not be afraid too.
But if you ever want to change my point of view...
I know, I know, I know, that's something will never do.
And if you think you want to sleep with someone new...
I know, I know, I know, I thought the same thing, too.
But I'll never be
Afraid of what I cannot see.
And you, should not be afraid too.
How can I tell when you're down on your back?
And why should I ever give you my words
so that you can tear them... apart?
We couldn't ask for more,
if our ships, washed up upon the shore?
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Answerman Boston, Massachusetts
Garage Rock from Hell
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