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We've Got Clouds To See
04:38
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We are both sinners and saints
In the same body
It just depends on who you like more
It just depends on who's pinned to the floor
My legs are sturdy
Your hands are dirty
My legs are sturdy
Your hands are dirty
If you unwind yourself you can stand
A voice shouted ripping the sky in half
This is what you get
When you mess with god, the devil
And everything between
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In Stages, In Stitches
05:47
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I've got a secret to tell
I hope you're listening
Hope you bleed from the ears when the air pulses
How do you think sound is made
If you don't use it you lose it
I know how sound is made
It's when you're moving too fast
You said it yourself
You said it yourself
Overheat your battery
You lost track of what you are
Circa 2000 and you're living
You're living
When you reach the sand
Hope you know it's burning
Hope you know it's burning
Hot sun and body heat never did you any good
So when you fall I've got it
Lost track of what you are
It's just part of what you get
It's hardly consequence
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Water. Buff. All. Low.
05:39
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Leave our bodies on the ground
Use them as anchors
No one will know the difference
Let's suppose Hollywood is a mountain lion
And we're goats to the slaughter
Box office martyr
Sticks and stones are perfect for a fire
Let's stop throwing them in
Illuminate the skies above our heads
They use the stars to count to the end
If we can't see them
Take a deep breath, the air is thinning
Everything is falling
In and out the sun moves us
And soon we'll dance like our lives depend on it
Reel us in, my eyes dilate from the movement
Let's illuminate the skies above our heads
Reel us in, my eyes dilate from the movement
We spin disorienting my body as well
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Story on top of story
The sun warms our bodies
Flailing in the sand
Left behind to fill your lungs with water
You're lost in the current
But you're not the same
You're lost in the current
But you're not the same
Don't move your mouth to speak
Make it so you don't think
You won't want to or need to
Close your eyes to communicate
Let us know soon
Speak morse code with electrical figures
And copper wire branches
Lose your legs in your sleep
Leave your body behind
In time
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