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Moving to Blackwater (2004)
2004
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Hey you, talking sideways.
I know you better than that.
got nothing to prove,
so we got nothing to lose,
when the sand sinks straight to the bottom
and you forget that I don't have all the answers

well it's now or it's never,
this train won't wait forever
this singing and laughing
well it's not for, it's not for fun.
it's not for fun.
it's not for fun.

and it feels like both boats are sinking,
and I've got one foot in each.
should I abandon the plan?
would any man understand?
and would I even make land if I swam,
or just wash up on the beach?
it's always just out of reach.

Oh my smile is fragile,
my heart is held together with string and sellotape.
be gentle please remember,
with string and sellotape
with string and sellotape
with string and sellotape
with string and sellotape

I don't bleed, I don't bruise
it's always good news
can't lose, can't lose
I can't lose
x2

yeah
i cant loose

. . .


Yesterday was quite a day, and I've been a bad boy.
But i enjoyed wiping that smile off your face.
Accident? Act of God? Fate or destiny?
Hypocrites, they're mourning, Its just such a waste...

Clean on the inside.
My hands are dripping with blood but I'm clean on the inside.
My face is covered in mud but I'm clean on the inside, and thats all that matters.

Quiet down, folk will hear.
Stop with the screaming.
I can see that boy of fifteen, scared, in your eyes.
Hypocrites shift the blame, pointing the finger.
So be it, I am damned for your demise.

Clean on the inside.
My hands are dripping with blood but I'm clean on the inside.
My face is covered in mud but I'm clean on the inside, and thats all that matters.

I'm alone on this lonely planet.
I hope I get home.
This is not how I had planned it, dying on my own.

Hands on my ears.
Blocking the sound.
Put the fucker into the ground.

You turned up dead
And i'm clean, i'm clean!

. . .


My legs are heavy
And I don't want to run no more
God fearing people need no faith
To keep them strong

I'll try to break them
If I can't then I'll survive
I can see your brilliant face
And then you're gone

I reach the Angel
And I'm ready to attack
I sever head
But then another grows right back

Barbituates and thoughts
Are running through your head
If I can't keep you tired out
I'll keep you dead

I'll try to break you
If I can't then I'll survive
I can see your brilliant face

I reach for heaven
And I end up on the floor
I'm never satisfied
I always thirst for more

Hey, yeah
Hey, yeah

If you breathe my name i can always hear
And I'll rush in where angels fear to tread
Don't make promises that you can't keep
Don't make enemies that you can't defeat

. . .


You alone should know
The shit sticks fast
Weighing up the consequences
You made up your mind
To kick my arse
And I was left with no defences

I'm a little screwed around inside
And you think I don't remember
I can't forget the things you did, can I?

I'm your enemy
I'm your enemy
I'm your enemy
I'm your enemy

Sugar faces, plastic smiles and all
Nothing seems to pacify me
People watch and wait for me to fall
Go ahead and fucking try me

See the features crack into a grin
And I'm glad you think it's funny
I'm coming back for something more
And I'm not laughing, Am I?

I'm your enemy
I'm your enemy
I'm your enemy
I'm your enemy

And now, the time has come,
The time, Goodbye
Goodbye

. . .


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