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if there was a place
i'd belong with you
(Repeat about 76,000 times)
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Dance to the beat of my heart
Your lips just make it start
Dance all through the night
'Cause it's a wonderful sight to see you smile
You're wrapped around my brain
Makes me feel insane
You're wrapped around my mind
'Cause I am out of time
Oh once again
This time, next week
You'll be in my arms
And if we dance all night
Maybe we'll just be alright
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3. |
Keep Up (The Party Song)
04:25
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I'm sorry
I ruined your night
I lost it
I lost all my control
Now it's
Now it's all my fault
But Screw it
They were being mean
All my friends are high and they're getting really drunk
And now they're throwing shit and it's getting really rough
So now I'll drink some more so I can keep up
And if I don't keep it down I might just throw up
Oooooo
I'm sorry
You're going through some shit
You lost it
So why don't you go home
It's over
Our friendship is over now
But fuck it
You were being mean
All my friends are high and they're getting really drunk
And now they're throwing shit and it's getting really rough
So now I'll drink some more so I can keep up
And if I don't keep it down I might just throw up
Oooooo
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Rain drops falling down watering my
Flower Garden, over flowing
I am drowned out, never ending
drizzle from the clouds, my life is running
Down Down Down the drain, all because it
Never stops to rain, here we go again
In the sewer age
Murky dirty puddles of my brain
(Rainy Days)
Cooking up a storm
(Can't Escape)
Running all the way back to my home
(The Crazy Ways)
To the place where I learned to love
(Of My Hazey Gaze)
But I can't see clearly with all this fog
(I Can't Trace)
Doesn't make sense anymore
(I'm Misplaced)
Oh my rainy days please no more)
Sun falls upon my face
As the clouds begin to dissipate
I can feel the ways of the good ol' days
Sunshine being bright with your rays
Warm flows as my essence grows
Sunflowers in the meadows
100 pedals
fall and settle
like a warm kettle
(Rainy Days)
Cooking up a storm
(Can't Escape)
Running all the way back to my home
(The Crazy Ways)
To the place where I learned to love
(Of My Hazey Gaze)
But I can't see clearly with all this fog
(I Can't Trace)
Doesn't make sense anymore
(I'm Misplaced)
Oh my rainy days please no more)
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5. |
Cardboard Hosue
02:46
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The sun is up
The sky is blue
And we're just here in tears with you
Because we're scare
We're terrified
Of the Future
And the afterlife
We don't know
Where to go
Because we're a long long way from home
In these little tiny boxes we're safe and sound
In our own little sick way we'll make this ours
If it rains to hard then we'll be drowned out
How do we make by in this cardboard house
The sun is down
The sky is gray
And we're here in fear with you
Because we're stressed and very tired
Of this life and being wired
We don't know
Where to go
Because we're a long long way from home
In these little tiny boxes we're safe and sound
In our own little sick way we'll make this ours
If it rains to hard then we'll be drowned out
How do we make by in this cardboard house
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Some days are better because
In those days I'm standing tall
Some days are worse because
In those days I'm on the floor
Some days are okay because
In those days it feels like yesterday
Some days I pack a
Healthy lunch just so I can stay awake
Anti Seizure Caesar Salad
Is what I'm eating to keep myself
from falling down
from falling down
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7. |
Strike
03:35
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Get out of my face
You're such a fucking disgrace
Go and talk down to me
Think you're better than me
If you want to fight
Then let us fight
If you want to dance
Then let us dance
If you want to die
Then kill me twice
If you want to fight
Then let us fight
We're gonna paint this town
With our own fucking blood
Cause this war has just begun
and we won't back down
We're going on strike
Strike
Strike
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8. |
Mourning Coffee
02:57
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Skinny flat white on a Sunday
Please don't mix it up with my latte
Sitting down at the local cafe
Just seeing whats new around me
Got a call and it was my mother
Telling me that we've lost my brother
Looking at my girl and I'm crying
'Cause everything around me is dying
Mourning Coffee
Mourning Coffee
Mourning Coffee
Mourning Coffee
It's such a delight to see you here
By my side
Soy cap at my brothers funeral
Why is there so many people
Sharing stories about his own life
But he dreamt about touching the skies
Mourning Coffee
Mourning Coffee
Mourning Coffee
Mourning Coffee
Without you
It doesn't feel the same
When I go to my favourite cafe
And I don't see you there making my latte
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9. |
Ghost
04:21
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Some nights are awful cold
Some nights I feel alone
Some nights are terrifying
After you raped my soul
And now I can't get drunk
After what you had done
I tried to make you stop
But you were way to strong
And you were more persistent
Did your girlfriend miss this
Or were you alone
Fucking so drunk as shit
I saw a ghost
When I was 17
And now it's haunting me
Now just to watch me bleed
That night was awful cold
That night I felt alone
That night was terrifying
After you raped my soul
And we were really drunk
But I had sobered up
I tried to make you stop
But you were way to strong
And making out was fun
But then that fun ran up
I tried to let you go
But you kept holding on
I saw a ghost
When I was 17
And now it's haunting me
Now just to watch me bleed
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I want to see the stars
I want to go to mars
I want to be alright
But I won't go that far
I want to kill myself
I want to dance with hell
I want to be like you
You're so invincible
I wish that I could see
Beauty inside of me
It's probably all leaked out
Like how it's meant to be
I can be so smooth
But I can be so cruel
If I was someone else
I would be just like you
All I really know is
All I really know is
All I really know is you
And I will see the stars
And I will go to mars
And I will be alright
'Cause I will go so far
I will not kill myself
I will not dance with hell
I will not be like you
I am invincible
I wish you could see
Beauty inside of me
You say it's all leaked out
Just like it's meant to be
You can be so smooth
But you can be so cruel
If you were someone else
I wouldn't forgive you
All I really know is
All I really know is
All I really know is you
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11. |
Toxic & Lovesick
03:12
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Dance like you love her
Make out like you need her
Dance cause you miss her
Never gonna leave you
Fight for eachother
Sort your shit together
Don't tell her that you love her
If you're gonna hit her again
You're toxic
You're lovesick
You're toxic
You're lovesick
And I said
Ooooo
Making up excuses
Adding more bruises
Lighting up the fuses
"Maybe he'll reduce this"
Sitting in your arm chair
Drinking down your 5th beer
Grow up and just be there
Be a man and please care
You're toxic
You're lovesick
You're toxic
You're lovesick
And I said
Ooooo
Dance like you love her
Make out like you need her
Dance cause you miss her
Never gonna leave you again
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I am your god
I am your love
Making you scream
Making you numb
You are falling
Eyes shut, bleeding
You are catching
Your breath, slowly
Conversations about you
Conversations about me
Conversations about you
Conversations about me
You are my god
You are my love
Making me scream
Making me numb
I am falling
Eyes shut, dying
I am trying
To stay awake
Conversations about you
Conversations about me
Conversations about you
Conversations about me
Conversations about you
Conversations about me
Conversations about you
Conversations about me
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Tyler Hopkinson NSW, Australia
local western sydney artist who doesn’t know what to say
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