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are we really friends
04:05
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Where to begin?
You know where I am.
Well I guess it’s just impossible to say with any certainty
Now what do you want?
Well is there a set criteria?
Well I guess it’s just impossible to say with any certainty
And I don’t know the rules,
But I know I’m being tested
And I guess it’s just impossible to be, to be, to be….
Are we really friends?
When you fall apart on me, but don’t know who I am
Are we really friends?
I keep you safe from harm with me, but I’m still distant
Are we really friends?
Pour your broken heart in me, but don’t know who I am
Where does your heart lie?
I keep feel it weighing deadly
But I guess it’s just impossible to feel with any clarity
And all my heart wants
All that’s gone of all importance
Well I guess it’s just impossible to be with any certainty
And I know lonely well
Here my one constant friend
But it makes it so impossible to breathe, to breathe, to breathe…..
Are we really friends?
When you fall apart on me, but don’t know who I am
Are we really friends?
I keep you safe from harm with me, but I’m still distant
Are we really friends?
Pour your broken heart in me, but don’t know who I am
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2. |
substitute
05:11
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I see the open door do you?
Never been so clear before
Guess I finally see the truth
And it’s working for me – hey
Me myself and I, not you
And I won’t be looking back
I’m stepping through
I won’t be turning back
I’ll never be your substitute
Too late, I’ve spoken
I’m tearing out my heart the one you broke and
Get back, can’t hear ya
You made me hate the things I love so dear and
Get up, get up, pick up your stuff and just get on out
Shut up, shut up, pack up your stuff and just get on out
Coloured conscience who are you?
Fractured flowers take me for
Complications, only you
Is it working for ya – No?
I love this fire I’ve turned into
And I won’t be looking back
I’m stepping through
I won’t be turning back
I’ll never be your substitute
Too late, I’ve spoken
I’m tearing out my heart the one you broke and
Get back, can’t hear ya
You made me hate the things I love so dear and
Get up, get up, pick up your stuff and just get on out
Shut up, shut up, pack up your stuff and just get on out
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3. |
quicksand
02:41
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Break your back tryin’ to measure your dick against mine
Watch me dance around your circumstantial landmine
Many approach you choke and rampage riot
Shouting the loudest, ill advisory, down, be quiet
Many a blinkered eye
Passers by pass by
Many a man will grand stand
As they push your head down in their quicksand
Trip trap sarcastic seal clapping out of your mind
Running bowled and over, til you go back back back……. In time
Guess it was alright in a different light, right time, right hour
Put you down, complaining around, with the strength of Mr Delicate Flower..
Many a blinkered eye
Passers by pass by
Many a man will grand stand
As they push your head down in their quicksand
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Hawkmen, Dive! Lancaster, UK
Hawkmen, Dive! are an alt-rock 4-piece with Sally on guitar and vocals, Laurie on guitar, Ewan on bass and Dave on drums. We write original tunes inspired by everything from indie and metal to pop and classical. We’re looking forward to getting back out there to see what people think of the sometimes loud, sometimes quiet, sometimes introspective songs we’ve been quietly writing all this time. ... more
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