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12. | Don't Wait Up / Repocamix Meow! |
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I open my eyes for a morning
I open my eyes for a when
I'm ticked off, I become in my veins
I pick the some so it don't blow so dead
I open my mouth for the singing
I open my notes for the sounds
I've tried to build those empty nests cause it's pulling this neighborhood down
I've been tripped on all around town
I've been nothing but a shadow of lonely streets
Pull the words and colors
Such a full lost song, lost lovers, lost heat
It's like our hearts are on fire
But the heat turns out the lights
And we go reaching for each other
To keep warm, to stay bright
Cold hands! Cold bodies! (x4)
Heat
I've got heat for you
Fire
I've gotten hot for you
Heat
We're making it for you
Fire
We'll keep it going for you (for you, for you, for you, for you) (x4)
Cold hands! Hot bodies! (x9)
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I open my eyes for a morning
I open my eyes for a when
I'm ticked off, I become in my veins
I pick the some so it don't blow so dead
I open my mouth for the singing
I open my notes for the sounds
I've tried to build those empty nests cause it's pulling this neighborhood down
I've been tripped on all around town
I've been nothing but a shadow of lonely streets
Pull the words and colors
Such a full lost song, lost lovers, lost heat
It's like our hearts are on fire
But the heat turns out the lights
And we go reaching for each other
To keep warm, to stay bright
Cold hands! Cold bodies! (x4)
Heat
I've got heat for you
Fire
I've gotten hot for you
Heat
We're making it for you
Fire
We'll keep it going for you (for you, for you, for you, for you) (x4)
Cold hands! Hot bodies! (x9)
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You've got to crack the skin
And break a bone
You've got to shake a limb
And fill the marrow
You've got to run, run, run, run, run, run, run away
They say you want to run away with us
You've got to give us all your trust
We're gonna strip you of your face
Gonna take you apart and leave not one trace
If I could take my own two hands
... the weather of your plans
Just take that stuff behind my back
My face to the wall of will
I only know the things I know, I will crawl
You're twisting me over to the side of the track
If I were you, I'd go back
Don't say I know you make me sick
They say you want to run away with us
You've got to give us all your trust
We're gonna strip you of your face
Gonna take you apart and leave not one trace
You're twisting me over to the side of the track
If I were you, I'd go back (x2)
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I keep my eyes on the day (x3)
Oh I, I will follow the day
My heart my heart and soul,
Oh oh oh!
And the girls they take out to the city,
Well they shake it, shake it, shake it,
And break ya, break ya, break ya,
Cry, cry, cry,
Take out! (x8)
I keep my eyes on the day,
I will follow the day,
Will follow, will follow, will follow,
I will follow the day
My heart my heart and soul,
Oh oh oh
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Make up a list and now try and catch up with it,
Make yourself twist and try to get out of it,
Make up a lie now try and control it,
Make yourself die and try to wake out of it,
You did it,
I can see that you're alive,
You did it,
Now throw away your pack of lies,
I live in a house that's not my own,
Oh goodness sake, you've got to build to your own home,
You've got to catch up with the train,
And throw all those heavy bags away,
You did it,
I can see that you're alright,
You did it,
Oh you did it,
You did it,
Oh you did it,
Make up a list and now try and catch up with it,
Make yourself twist and try to get out of it,
Make up a lie now try and control it,
Make yourself die and try to wake out of it,
(x3)
Make yourself alive and know that you did it.
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The gap, the gap, the gap, the gap, the gap, the gap, the gap, the gap
Between the rich and the poor, the poor, the poor, the poor, the poor,
the poor, the poor, the poor, the poor, the poor, the poor (x2)
All the odds get broken to these fairs
We won't just sit back, kick back and stare
At the problems that we all share
The gap, the gap, the gap, the gap, the gap, the gap, the gap, the gap
Between the rich and the poor, the poor, the poor, the poor, the poor,
the poor, the poor, the poor, the poor, the poor, the poor (x2)
Gonna take 'em down
Gonna take 'em down
Gonna take 'em down in numbers one by one (x3)
Down, down the intelligence that people seperated
Gonna take 'em down
Gonna take 'em down
Gonna take 'em down in numbers one by one
Down, down the intelligence that people seperated
We're gonna take 'em down
Gonna take 'em down
Gonna take 'em down in numbers one by one
Down, down the intelligence that people seperated
The gap, the gap, the gap, the gap, the gap, the gap, the gap, the gap
Between the rich and the poor, the poor, the poor, the poor, the poor,
the poor, the poor, the poor, the poor, the poor, the poor
All the odds get broken to these fairs
We won't just sit back, kick back and stare
At the problems that we all share
The gap, the gap, the gap, the gap, the gap, the gap, the gap, the gap
Between the rich and the poor, the poor, the poor, the poor, the poor,
the poor, the poor, the poor, the poor, the poor, the poor
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There's something inside of you that's
Calling the ugly inside of me
There is a fire in our neighborhood that is burning
Out the life of these words
Inside of just waiting to get out
There is this party in our limbs
That is just crying to be let out so it can tip you
Tip you
Spin you round and then throw you down
Down to the ground
Just crying myself on up to the highest rooftop
And you can paint the place with your own happiness
Don't look down, don't turn yourself around
Don't crumble under the pressure
You are the treasure
On your mark get set ready and go
What you doin' tonight? What you doin' tonight?
I don't know I ain't got no midnight snack
I don't know I ain't got no midnight snack
I don't know I ain't got no midnight snack
I don't know I ain't got no midnight snack
If you got it you got to move it
If you got it you got to move it
If you got it you got to move it
If you got it you got to move it
If you got it you got to move it
If you got it you got to move it
If you got it you got to move it
If you got it you got to move it
You say you're too tired for this
Well, if that's the case, I'll build a moment out of feathers
I'll collect the down of a thousand baby birds
I'll tear the velvet curtains down from all the churches
And make you a nest for you to play yourself down
And when you rise and want to dance
And when you rise and want to dance
And when you rise and want to dance
I'll spin you around
I'll dip you tip you lift you around
Throw you down
I'll spin you around
I'll dip you tip you lift you around
Throw you down
I'll spin you around, I'll spin you around
I'll spin you around, I'll dip you tip you lift you around
Throw you down
I'll spin you around, I'll spin you around
I'll spin you around, I'll dip you tip you lift you around
Throw you down
I'll spin you around
I'll spin you around
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I love the colours,
That we are made of.
The beds of light,
That peek out between.
I love the space
Where your arms feel reaching.
For my heart that glitters,
Is flying.
I love the way your mine.
Because all the bad things,
I will sin.
And taking me
Backseat so easy.
Oh my dear
You are so
Damn pleasing.
Promise that you'll take me back forever.
I'll promise you,
The same,
Twice over.
La la la la
La la
La la.
Your love is my Millenium.
Your love is my Millenium.
Etc..
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He She You Me They We Us Ok!
Couldn't make it, couldn't make it (x4)
Take care, to your backyard
Give it for your follies
Abuse is for the feeling
All saving for the sake of saving
Shake it shake it like you know that you want to
Share with the love of my brothers
For the life and the things that it wants to be
Girl I tell you he's always happy when you need it
Love only cos it's too hard to not (x2)
Throw in your mouth
Spit it out
Throw in your mouth
Scream it out!
Hold it in your chest (x11)
Hold it in your-
He She You Me They We Us Ok!
Couldn't make it, couldn't make it (x3)
He She You Me They We Us Ok!(x2)
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Don't Wait Up / Repocamix Meow! |
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