1. |
The Moons Of Paradise
02:41
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Wasted all my time, I'll get it later
Pissin all my dreams from a helicopter
I never wanted, I never needed
I never wanted, I never needed
The flowers on the wall
The flowers on the wall
Eyes float through my mind without each other
The moons of paradise have different colours
I never wanted, I never needed
I never wanted, I never needed
The flowers on the wall
The flowers on the wall
The flowers on the wall
The flowers on the wall
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2. |
Twenty One
02:10
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Twenty one
dreams inside of me
Thirty one
nothing left to see
Nothin's gone right
Nothin's gone right
Nothin's gone right
Nothin's gone right
Got insane
words inside of my brain
Then it's gone
Nothin's gone right
Nothin's gone right
Nothin's gone right
Nothin's gone right
But you're not alone
Like flesh on a bone
Things might go wrong
Just float through it all
You're not alone
You're not alone
You're not alone
You're not alone
Got insane
words inside of my brain
Then it's gone
Nothin's gone right
Nothin's gone right
Nothin's gone right
Nothin's gone right
But you're not alone
Like flesh on a bone
Things might go wrong
Just float through it all
You're not alone
You're not alone
You're not alone
You're not alone
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3. |
Pick Your Pocket
02:23
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Want you to know
the place that I call home
Want you to see
the inside of my jeans
I'll pick your pocket, girl
I'll pick your pocket
I'll pick your pocket, girl
I'll pick your pocket
I'll pick your pocket, girl
I'll pick your pocket
I'll pick your pocket girl
Oh, you don't know
where I'll go
to take you home
Like the ice in a glass
tryna make it last
Through the tears in the smoke
a red eyed joke
I'll pick your pocket, girl
I'll pick your pocket
I'll pick your pocket, girl
I'll pick your pocket
I'll pick your pocket, girl
I'll pick your pocket
I'll pick your pocket girl
Oh, you don't know
where I'll go
to take you home
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4. |
Feelin Fine
04:19
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How long's it take to dig a hole?
cause girl you're diggin through my soul
How long's it take for you to spell it out? Read it out?
She left it on my doorstep
no doubt
You walking home tonight?
I'll help you catch the night bus
If you stay a while
I'll be feeling fine, in time
now that your gone
I'll be feeling fine, in time
Girl, I
could take you for a little while
to the sea
with me
I'll be feeling fine, in time
now that your gone
I'll be feeling fine, in time
I'll be feeling fine, in time
now that your gone
I'll be feeling fine, in time
in time
in time
in time
I started something
I started to dream
that we're not dancing on our own
I started thinkin
I started sinkin
we're all dancing on our own
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Mike Tyson Is Dead Barcelona, Spain
Mike Tyson Is Dead. Or so we thought for a couple hours for some reason.
Three piece band from England, Mallorca and L’Hospitalet. Based in Barcelona. Lo-fi/surf/pop/rock fresh sounds.
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