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The War Came To Us
03:49
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The war came to us
In an Arizona motel
The sheets twisted like rope
When we ran outa dope
And the ceiling pressed down like a vice
The stars came to us
Through the tape on the glass
Free porn on the TV
We lay sick under fluorescent lights
The cold came to us
And dug into our bones
We burned holes in carpet
And holes in the sheets just to keep ourselves warm
Fear came to us
Through the cracked plaster walls
It fed on our hearts
That bled quick in the dark
We pressed our backs against the door
We have the rest of our lives—it ain’t much time
The war came to us
As we crouched between the beds
We bowed our heads
Held our breath
And braced for the attack
God, God came to us
In a car he probably stole
Not a second too soon
Mouth fulla balloons
And we let him touch our souls
Let’s have a drink to celebrate the broken vows we made today
Pour the gasoline and burn it down
And as we watch the flames rise—up above the starlight
Every day is just another night—it’s just another night
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2. |
Consequence Of Love
03:21
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God I doubt
I doubt all I believe
Now the valley’s scorched with flames
Another mistake
A mistake I should’ve seen
Hung in the mystery of pain
--And I can’t avoid the consequence of love—
I don’t know
If anything can help
If we stay dreaming in the depths
Now I feel
Everything at once
As it takes away my breath
--And I can’t avoid the consequence of love—
Butterflies
Sleepless nights
And the ache I feel
--And I can’t avoid the consequence of love—
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3. |
Michigan Winter
03:16
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Missing you through a Michigan winter
When the lake effect brought the wind
And snow like powdered glass
Remember that night I drove the car
Right off the road
Who knew they made ditches that deep
You were on mushrooms, lying on your back
As the snow fell in your eyes
You said, “Kiss me. Before anyone knows we’re here”
I wanted you spread open
You wanted me cut to the bone
Sometimes it’s sweeter just to hear a lie
I 94’s been full of holes for 40 years
Our hearts hit every single one
Neither of us are doing very good
But we’re doing better than we used to
I guess it’s safe to call that progress
You wanted me spread open
I wanted you cut to the bone
Sometimes it’s sweeter just to hear a lie
On a clear night through your bedroom window
The full moon filled the sky
If you wanted me to stay
All you had to do was ask
I want to be spread open
I want to be cut to the bone
Sometimes it’s sweeter just to hear a lie
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The Visitor
03:41
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You knew this street
You knew these stairs
You knew this door with its broken lock
The window cracked
The paint peeled
The bed lay crooked on the floor
You were only visiting
You never stayed that long
I’ve found another girl
Another girl to keep me warm
But I'm still here
I’ll never leave
I’ll stay here with your ghost
You never called
You just showed up
You always took me by surprise
You barely spoke
You never stayed
When you left you took it all
See I still believe
These fragile lies kept deep inside
Can’t you see what I’ve become
The years escape this empty space
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I'm In Love
03:20
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Catching a Greyhound
To get out of this place
The station’s hustlers crowd the space
Between me and the door
The door to my escape
I am lost
I’m outa place
A season in hell—I see it in your face
And I don’t want to die
At least not today
You took me home
And we did all the drugs
And I’m in love
Bars on the windows
Between my teeth
Showed me what love was baby
And it ain’t relief
I felt your pain—deep beneath my skin
I was just a child
When you taught me how to fuck
And I’m in love
Life is longer than I thought it would be
Still have the scars from when I was just sixteen
I forgot my name when you arrived
I Forgot my name
I Forgot my name and I’m in love
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Breathe
03:33
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Christmas in the city was a dream
The lights shimmered in your hair
Intuition left us blind
And your kiss felt like a crime
Breathe, Breathe, Sugar, Breathe
Breathe, Breathe, Sugar, Breathe
We drew our faces in the frost
And spilled whiskey in the snow
New York City broke our hearts
We practiced leaving in the dark
Breathe, Breathe, Sugar, Breathe
Breathe, Breathe, Sugar, Breathe
All I needed was another day
Every time we met you turned to leave
You pressed your hands on my cheeks
I hear you whisper across the sea
Breathe, Breathe, Sugar, Breathe
Breathe, Breathe, Sugar, Breathe
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Sunday Morning Vancouver, British Columbia
Sunday Morning is refreshingly experimental, complex and authentic. Their sound seamlessly weaves the best elements of darkwave, dream pop and rock and roll. The name derives from the crippling duality of the simultaneous misery and ecstasy of Sunday morning. There is nothing fake or borrowed about Sunday Morning. They are the real deal. ... more
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