1. |
Left at the Lake
03:20
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Trampled grasses at the edge of the lake
Cloudless skies of lavender and grey
Lift me up and show me to the king
I recall the heady scent of spring hyacinths
It's darker, almost supernatural
Can't quite determine what's factual
Floating heavy through the foliage
Bright white shadows at the dark lake's edge
Am I here? Are you there?
The faintest little whisper of a godless prayer
Autumn water, still reflecting
Chattering teeth with arms outstretching
Several times I've doubted my own mind
Even worse is you denied
My existence, the blissful disregard
Waiting for forever for my last hurrah
Chorus
Ephemeral, ethereal
Were you ever really here at all?
Ghost on ghost, breathless, gasping
A cruel rebuttal, everlasting
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2. |
Oh My
04:56
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It’s been a long time coming
I can wait
A smile and a well-turned phrase
Still feels the same
The truth is something to be told
That’s good to know
I have thought long and hard
I will follow suit
Chorus
Oh my
I found you
Oh my
No sound proof
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3. |
Shopping Centre
04:08
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Got a paper round at Mr Singh's shop, it's next to Argos
Chucked 'em in the bin by Ethel Austin, I'm a genius
Colin Peters took me for a fool, he called my mom a prick
Took the number 14 up to Nettos, punched him in the dick
Saint and Greavsie on the little TV in the window of Rumbelows
Talking shite, well they can come and fight me, I'd win and they know
Hid my brother's Pogs up in the attic, he can't get them down
He's shit at running 'cause he is asthmatic, what a fucking clown
Gary Donaldson who is in my year, ate an orange whole
He's crap at football but he's fucking massive, so he goes in goal
Lesley Pigg's still got the pen I lent her, she won't give it back
I’ll get another from the shopping centre, I don't give a fuck
Someone said that Blockbusters is haunted, they saw a ghost there
I'd spend the whole night there without the lights on, I'm not even scared
Wrote a note to put in Bunty's satchel, hoping for a kiss
But I got my school shoes from Bacon's, Bunty took the piss
Doooo yoooou like me?
Chorus
Waste all day at the shopping centre, don't know why I go
I'll be there again tomorrow, nothing for me at home
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4. |
Over and Not Out
01:14
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