1. |
ode to islands
02:44
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[verse i]
i was waiting for the light
in the middle of the day
but the traffic poured in heavy
heavier than rain
[prechorus i]
more than life we want to break up the street
but what we call islands are just more concrete
[chorus i]
uptown spit and downtown talk
exhale secondhand smoke
kiss the sewers, take the lot
and call the fumes your own
though you wouldn’t bring them home
[bridge i]
plant your brick along the briar, the roses turn to stone
and in turn they pose the posies as statues in their homes
the power to transform is one we cannot reap as sown
i think the garden’s better left alone, left alone
[chorus ii]
uptown spit and downtown talk
exhale secondhand smoke
kiss the sewers, take the lot
and call the fumes your own
though you wouldn’t bring them home
though you wouldn’t bring them home
[prechorus ii]
more than life we want to break up the street
but what we call islands are just more concrete
more than life we want to break up the street
but what we call islands are just more concrete
[prechorus iii]
more than life we want to break up the street
but what we call islands are just more concrete
more than life we want to break up the street
an island’s an island, if you still believe
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2. |
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[verse i]
too easy to say the simple thing, so don’t say it
too easy to play the simple game, so don’t play it
too easy to love all saturn’s rings, so forsake it
too easy to say the simple thing, so don’t say it
[chorus i]
sold my soul to the auction house
forfeit was the only option out
[verse ii]
too easy to say the simple thing, so don’t say it
too easy to play the simple game, so don’t play it
too easy to live a simple life, so don’t live it
but cometh the end, don’t be surprised, when it’s riven
[chorus ii]
sold my soul to the auction house
forfeit was the only option out
sold my soul to the auction house
forfeit was the only option out
[chorus iii]
wrapped my heart in a red balloon
through the vinyl, couldn’t see it bled too soon
sold my soul so my skin could rest
didn’t turn to look when i left
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3. |
get the picture
02:59
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[verse i]
i think i’ve heard this song before
i can almost picture distant chords
[verse ii]
i think i’ve heard this song before
and thought that i could write it
i think i wore my shirt too loose
and went outside despite it
[verse iii]
i think we’ve played this scene before
and someone new died every time
i think i know what happens
but never how or when or why
[chorus i]
condense yourself, they’ll finally start to care
erase yourself, and they won’t ever stare
condense yourself, they’ll finally fix your hair
erase yourself, they’ll get the picture
[verse iv]
i think i’ve heard this song before
and knew i couldn’t write it
accepted blood as it would come
‘cause i could never fight it
[verse v]
i think we’ve played this scene before
in fact perhaps a million times
funny how nothing stays the same
even with my lines memorized
[chorus ii]
condense yourself, they’ll finally start to care
erase yourself, and they won’t ever stare
condense yourself, they’ll finally fix your hair
erase yourself, they’ll get the picture there
[chorus iii]
condense yourself, they’ll finally start to care
erase yourself, and they won’t ever stare
condense yourself, they’ll finally fix your hair
erase yourself, they’ll get the picture there
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4. |
for better or for worse
02:10
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[verse i]
the highline city only
knows one way to grow
in hindsight it was lonely
never older, getting old
[chorus i]
so you’re all grown up
but what it means is that you’re all grown out
and no one tells you how to mend your skin
and no one tells you how to live without
[chorus ii]
and no one tells you that the ways you live
will determine all the ways you hurt
i don’t wanna get better
i don’t wanna get better
i don’t wanna get better
i don’t wanna get better
but i don’t wanna get worse
[verse ii]
every budding flower
believes it’s a rose
and every other hour
end scene in repose
[chorus iii]
so you’re all grown up
but what it means is that you’re all grown out
and no one tells you how to mend your skin
and no one tells you how to live without
[chorus iv]
and no one tells you that the ways you hurt
determines which heartstrings you get to own
didn’t wanna get better
didn’t wanna get worse
i just wanted to see if i
could do it alone
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5. |
ode to islands (reprise)
02:01
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ode to islands (reprise)
[verse i]
i was waiting for the light
in the middle of the day
when the sun isn’t enough for you
where do you turn your gaze?
[prechorus i]
more than life we want to break up the street
but what we call islands are just more concrete
[chorus i]
uptown spit and downtown talk
inhale secondhand smoke
kiss the sewers, take the lot
and know they’re all your own
[chorus ii]
uptown, downtown, mapped in vain
these paths won’t lead you home
but think and feel, pretend it’s real
the labyrinth is sown
[prechorus ii]
more than life we want to break up the street
but what we call islands are just more concrete
more than life we want to break up the street
but what we call islands are just more concrete
[prechorus iii]
more than life we want to break up the street
but what we call islands are just more concrete
more than life we want to break up the street
but what we call islands are just more concrete
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seraphonic New York, New York
demos for emos
he/him + 9teen
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