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Florentia Street
02:44
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found your face in my kitchen sink
you were staring at me
back and forth with your kitchen roll
is it coffee or tea?
sit down, watch me watch you
have food, feet up, it's cool
sit down, watch me watch you
have food, feet up, it's cool
found your soul in a pack of loo roll
you were smiling at me
tablecloth troops
grabbed the tray
our love
made of clay
sit down, watch me watch you
have food, feet up, it's cool
sit down, watch me watch you
have food, feet up, it's cool
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2. |
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it has its charm really, its just like this
small dense kind of puzzle that you're being
put together by something, kind of floating
about and its still going on
now and its making me really happy.
you have to like rip a bollock off
it can be bad, it can be good.
it's just like this is like a whole new world,
these people glance at a plank of
wood, i
dont know why but its always been that way
why are we here?
eternal love.
changes every day.
for the past few days I've just been sitting in my
room headbanging to slipknot in front of my family
just us, kind of letting go,
kind of just becoming
a ball of creativity.
everything that's going on in the world at the moment
is just like a pawn on the naughty step.
it's a bit too surreal,
there's nothing really holding together
there's no structure to it at all
different situations,
expectations you have
everything kind of falls down into place
and it's kind of like this
it's just fuckin chaos innit.
jacob's ladder!
it's a completely different ballgame.
it lets you communicate to other
people who have the same ideas as you
it brought back a lot of happy memories for me but also
i don't completely agree
i've done it,
i've tried so hard but
i like to think i have free will and a choice but
we've got such little time to do a lot and it's just like
i think i've grown out of
noticing different things and just kind of like
me having a freakout.
it's just what you think that's bad or good
i don't think there's like
honestly, no clue, no clue.
I think the rain's comforting;
because being in Swansea and stuff, it
rains a fucking ton, but you feel at home
when it rains.
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3. |
untitled
00:56
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4. |
Ode To A Mouse
02:51
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(instrumental)
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5. |
Ballad of a Dead Mouse
02:32
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I've freed my mind, I've freed my head
to ask for forgiveness is to be dead
there's something in the garden shed
something that you never said
something small is bigger than it seems
ballad of a dead mouse
I've freed my mind, I've freed my head
to ask for forgiveness is to be dead
every drop of blood you've bled
poisoning my words like lead
something small is bigger than it seems
ballad of a dead mouse
I've been imagining underground railways
that could carry me to you
where you can't tell
if that's really the wind
or just a sound effect
I've freed my mind, I've freed my head
to ask for forgiveness is to be dead
every message that I've read
every needle needs a thread
something small is bigger than it seems
ballad of a dead mouse
ballad of a dead mouse
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Woodlouse Cardiff, UK
honestly, no clue, no clue.
I think the rain's comforting;
because being in Swansea and stuff, it
rains a fucking ton, but you feel at home
when it rains.
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