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Pizza for Days
02:18
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All i’ve eaten is pizza for three days
My stomach filled up with tomato paste
and I feel kinda heavy
It’s my best friend, favourite enemy
Set the money free tip for delivery
I haven’t had time to fix a proper meal
Takeaway has got lasting sex appeal
I just order from my phone
Watch groceries decompose right in the fridge
The pizza girl calls me by my first name (ALEX)
I’ve misplaced hers but there’s always yesterday or tomorrow
Leftover breakfast is calling my name
Tunnel vision on this dietary train
Mozzarella is melting my brain
Pizza for days
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2. |
Lemonade
04:52
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Set on my flight
High I’ll try
it’s true I’ll find
Set on my flight
High I’ll try
It’s true I’ll find
Skip to the road I’ll go
Have my sight set on lemonade
Lemonade
Bits of the pipe have broke
Settle all the smoke
Set on my flight
High I’ll try
it’s true I’ll find
Skip to the road I’ll go
Have my sight set on lemonade
Lemonade
Bits of the pipe have broke
Settle all the smoke
Sips
Lips tight
Let go
Lemonade
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Sucralose
03:35
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Sugar coats the roof of my mouth
Teeth turned gold because they fell out
Sucralose, low calorie rush
Hard to quit, spoon-fed too much
To a sweet tooth it’s all
Cotton candy
Sugar rush slows you down
Like molasses
Sugar sticks to finger tips
Hard to shake artificial grip
Sugar coats guarded belief
Sucralose on all of our teeth
To a sweet tooth it’s all
Cotton candy
Sugar rush slows you down
Like molasses
Slows you down
Slows you down
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4. |
Watching Movies
02:56
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All i ever want to do appears on the TV
Picture perfect crystal clear
Like i’ve lost the means
Scan the flawless radio for fractions of the times
Broadcasting a beacon checking all the boxes fine
I’ll watch another movie from the corner of my mind
Memorize the script so it perpetually rewinds
Rewinds
Washing out the dishes watch my head build up a pile
Dirty clean and in between some have a crooked smile
Dissolving in the dish soap i’m finding my dry eyes
They will soon be glazing over seeing
Holographic living rooms projected in 3D
The definition’s crystal clear just like you’re in the scene
The definition’s crystal clear
Like you’re in the scene
In the scene
I watched another movie on the big screen late at night
Felt a little lazy i forget the storyline
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5. |
Wild Vines
04:23
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Wild vines crawling through the fancy fence
Looks more appealing in another sense
Sweet fruit falls far from the bitter tree
On impact doesn’t bruise so easily
Miles of wild vines are growing under traffic overflow
Idling through a thoroughfare never fails you’ll go somewhere
Where the time gets all stretched out
Wild vines all along the lattice fence
Grown out their welcome to their heart’s content
Tall grass sprouting from the lower ground
I’m too high, line of sight begins to cloud
Too high, line of sight becomes a shroud
Miles of wild vines are growing under traffic overflow
Idling through a thoroughfare never fails to get you there
Where the time gets all stretched out
It’s hard to feel like anything gets done
Climbing up the building’s side
Blocking windows
Crushing weight is featherlite
Miles of wild vines are growing under traffic overflow
Idling through a thoroughfare never fails you’ll go somewhere
Where the time gets all stretched out
It’s hard to feel like anything gets done
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Tip of the Iceberg
02:29
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At the tip of the iceberg
Where the rest must be just underwater
Close to the surface
Deeper dive wasn’t worth the time
And that’s all
It’s a new way of not thinking
Dip a toe in the blue like you’re going swimming
But if you’re not floating
You’re probably sinking
Whatever it means is hard to tell
At the tip of the iceberg
Whatever it means is hard to tell
When the rest must be underwater
At the tip of the iceberg
At the tip of the iceberg
Where the rest must be just underwater
underwater
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7. |
Sea Salt
02:28
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I’m on my way nowhere fast
Due to arrive once enough time has elapsed
Hope I don’t miss the mark again
Lens shake makes it hard to see straight
Perception starts to blur
Spread the word
Sea salt swimming in the wound
Submerged and happy to complain
All day long
Speak up everyone at once
Perhaps hold back
When the words don’t amount to much
Listen up
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8. |
Happy Medium
05:49
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I said that’s too much
You said no, not enough
Is there some middle ground
Could we both stand down?
Or it won’t be long
Float off the ground i’m standing on
What’s one more in a crowd?
Looks so safe and sound
I planted an idea
In case I end up
Up a tree
You’re chained right to the ground
Keen to disagree
Why would that be?
You said that’s too much
I said no still not enough
Is there some middle ground
Could we both stand down?
Or is that insane to say
In some degree in many ways
It’s hard to see without
The shadow of a doubt
You’re shouting at a wall
Echoes at your beck and call
Stop
Listen for a sound
There’s no one else around
I said that’s too much
You said no still not enough
There will be some forward ground
Never standing down
I’ll catch this next wave
Right off the beach that has my name
Beside a line in the sand and a failure to understand
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Mother Sun Kamloops, British Columbia
TIME/LOVE/RIPPIN IT
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