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7. | What's This Thing? |
8. | Running Out |
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10. | We Are Rising |
11. | New Meaning |
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Well I still see that look in her eyes
Passin' through security, wavin' goodbye
I had no idea that would be the last time
I had no idea, 'bout that look in her eyes
No...
Oh, that look in her eyes...
That look in her eyes
Well the black light, was my baby
And the strobe light was my mind
The past makes no sense,
The future looks tense
The past makes no sense,
The future looks tense
I'm now!
I'm now!
I'm now!
I'm now!
I called that radio quiz show
What's the next thing you know
I said the next thing you know my baby's not there...
They said the next thing you know ol' Jed's a millionaire
Now how the hell was I supposed to guess that?
Huh?
The past makes no sense,
The future looks tense
The past makes no sense,
The future looks tense
The past makes no sense,
The future looks tense
The past makes no sense,
The future looks tense
I'm now!
Yeah, I'm now!
I'm now!
I'm now!
[solo]
I'm now!
Yeah, I'm now!
Well the black light, was my baby
And the strobe light was my mind
The past makes no sense,
The future looks tense
The past makes no sense,
The future looks tense
The past makes no sense,
The future looks tense
The past makes no sense,
The future looks tense
I'm now!
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Before you slipped up beside me
I could tell it was you
You trigger somethin' inside me
That makes me come unglued
A geological shift
If you get my drift
I'm feeling unstable, 'cause I'm unable
To get you to stick
And when I turn around,
Turn around
That's when I turn inside out,
Inside out...
Inside out over you
When you slide up behind me
I can tell it was you
You trigger somethin' inside me
And I come unglued
You're a slippery thing
Yeah I can feel your sting
In my fucked up gestalt
I'm a slug in salt, losing its skin
And when I turn around,
Turn around
That's when I turn inside out
Inside out...
Inside out over you
C'mon
[solo to end]
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I'm overwhelmed and I don't know where to start
I tried to cut out the ugliness living in my heart
They tell me I'm lucky, lucky to be alive
Well, I don't feel lucky, and nothing feels right
The lucky ones have already gone down
The lucky ones are lucky they're not around
We did our dirty business as if nothing was wrong
It all stopped one day when most everything was gone
We ignored the warnings; what else could we do?
Now they're telling who's left we're the chosen few
The lucky ones have already gone down
The lucky ones are lucky they're not around
The lucky ones have already gone down
The lucky ones are lucky they're not around
If this is what it means to be saved
If this is what it means to be saved
If this is what it means to be saved
You can take my place; just give me your grave
The lucky ones have already gone down
The lucky ones are lucky they're not around
The lucky ones have already gone down
The lucky ones are lucky they're not around
The lucky ones are lucky they're not around
The lucky ones are lucky they're not around
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I've been thinkin' of you
Yeah I've been thinkin' of you
Tell you what I'm gonna do
Next time I get next to you
Uh-huh
Yeah
I'm gonna love you
I...I'm gonna love you
Next time I get next to you
That is what I'm gonna do
Yeah
I'm gonna love you
Next time
Next time
Next time...
[solo]
I'm gonna love you
I...I'm gonna love you
Next time I get next to you
Next time I'll be lovin' you
Alright
I swear I'm gonna love you
Next time
Next time
Next time...
C'mon!
I...I'm gonna love you
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Ooh...when the sun comes up
And the shimmering light is just too much
That's when you know you've had enough
Ooh...when the sun comes up
There's no word for how you feel
There's no word for how you feel
Ooh...everything is made of glass
One false move, and it will crack
Oh how you wish the sun would just turn back
Ooh...and everything is made of glass
But there's no word for how you feel
There's no word for how you feel
There's no word for how you feel
There's no word for how you feel
"Not even in, German"
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There's so much more
You can see
With your eyes closed
Real ain't real
No more than truth is true
It's just body and soul
All the leaders
Are leading blind
Stoned and wild
They're crushing lives
The open mind
Is an empty mind
So I keep mine closed
There's no telling
Who you could be
If you refuse to go
Free yourself
Leave behind
That ugly load
All the preachers
Are preaching lies
They promise salvation
And steal your life
The open mind
Is an empty mind
So I keep mine closed
Here comes another line
With a hook for you
To swallow
Here comes another lie
Designed to get you
To follow
Here comes another martyr
Who set himself on fire
What the fuck
He thinks he's going out in style
The open mind
Is an empty mind
So I keep mine closed
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Down on the ground
Down on the floor
Crawlin' around, don't know what we're lookin' for
Get on your back
Look at the sky
What are the stars tellin' us tonight?
What are they tellin' us tonight?
Go through the door
Look in the mirror
Is anything gettin' any clearer?
I'm at the mirror
I'm at the mirror
And I've got no idea why I'm here!
I've got no idea why we're here!
[break/solo]
Down on the ground
Down on the floor
Crawlin' around, don't know what we're lookin' for!
Get on your back
Look at the sky
What are the stars tellin' us tonight?!
Go through the door
Look in the mirror
Is anything gettin' any clearer?!
I'm at the mirror
I'm at the mirror
And I've got no idea why I'm here!
I've got no idea why we're here!
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