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Monologue/Dialogue
03:13
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It's so cold, so cold, so cold
At home
When you share your bed with a ghost
Hallucinate
A better mate
So there's no need to explain
Why the monologue
Becomes a dialogue
When you've been alone for so fucking long
Take out the garbage
It sounds like train wreckage
When it echoes off the walls
Hop on, hop on, hop on!
Don't try to talk!
Your new date, he wants to show you off!
Now the monologue becomes the dialogue
When you've been alone for so fucking long
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Toy Gun - Magic Theater
04:09
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I know I told you love could be cruel
I didn't tell you you dish it out too
Six years may have been enough for you
But in twelve I'll still see you through
A cry can force you to see
Who it is you thought you could be
Like the Cretian sun you melted my wings
When you begged me to let you leave
A toy gun will aim at your soul
Resistance will only widen its goal
It will tell you what you already know
Your broken heart was never your own
I relished my freedom and I disowned all control
When my chances were blown I called in for a loan
If your will brings you back here, you'll never be alone
Maybe by then I'll have some wisdom to bestow
I wonder if my time has come
Should I relinquish my dream of a home
I try to imagine what it means to be you
Nothing certain here for you to cling to
You're the first two notes of a song
You don't know what scale to stand on
So don't be offended if my key is always wrong
It's my humblest attempt to sing along
I gave up my freedom when I gave up my control
When my chances were blown, I was denied the loan
If your will brings you back here, you'll never die alone
Maybe by then I'll have some wisdom to bestow
Maybe by then I'll be somewhere you want to go
Maybe by then I'll sing a song you already wrote
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I found out the professor's a madman
Who's going to grant our epiphanies now?
Now I am alone in my sobriety
I never thought sanity would alienate me
Well that's all well and good
But isn't it true
No one ever does
What they say they're going to do
I am talking to me as well as you
Me with you or me without you
Don't our words fit together so well
With or without the truth
You only feel good
When there's poison in the truth
The truth is poison
In the well behind the tooth
The soothsayer dropped the truth inside the well
Where she cast her lot when she lost her tooth
I found out the fortune teller's dead
Who's going to give us a history now?
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4. |
City Rain (Vicious Firs)
03:38
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6. |
Searching (Vicious Firs)
03:49
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