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1. _ Groundhog Days
Waking up again
To the same old thing
To the same old songs
To the same old pain
Cocooned in this world
Where every single thing hurts
Bones broken up inside
Look at the boredom in my eyes
We talk the same
We are the same
We just can't walk anymore
We love these days
These Groundhog Days
We just don't feel like before
I felt the sunset overland (?)
And it made me fight again
But tomorrow came to quick
And I went back to bed again
Cocooned in this world
Where every single thing hurts
Bones broken up inside
Look at the boredom in my eyes
We talk the same
We are the same
We just can't walk anymore
We love these days
These Groundhog Days
We just don't feel like before
Like before
Is this what you do with eternity?
I killed myself so many times I don't even exist any more
So I surrender to impulse but still so numb
So make some time
So make some time
Wake up feeling like a Messiah
Totally fucked five minutes later
My body a temple falling to pieces
Chocolate or Coke, my needs are artificial
Unintentional, forsaken for what?
All in search of our personal gods
Anymore
These Groundhog Days
Like before
Waking up again
To the same old thing
To the same old songs
To the same old pain
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2. _ Masking Tape
Black out the whites of all your eyes
Give me the wide spaces that I need inside
I've been a rake recollection and then frame it with loss
Happy alone again with all my photographs
The masking tape that holds our life together
For six months of the year
The masking tape transparent forever
Forever, most of the year
For all the months of the year
Happy black days, now here's the summer
Deadly time left alone with no other
Shivering and hunched, that's me in the corner
Someone calls my name but I don't bother
The masking tape that holds our life together
For six months of the year
The masking tape transparent forever
Forever, most of the year
For all the months of the year
Happy black days, here's the summer [here's the summer]
Happy black days, here's the summer [here's the summer]
Happy black days, here's the summer [here's the summer]
Happy black days, here's the summer [here's the summer]
Happy black days, here's the summer [here's the summer]
Happy black days, here's the summer [here's the summer]
The masking tape that holds our life together
For six months of the year
The masking tape transparent forever
Forever, most of the year
For all the months of the year
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3. _ We Are All Bourgeois Now
There's something wrong somewhere here
So through unclean streets
I made my way
With holes in my shoes
And my children asleep at my feet
I paid my way
In every town on the way
The people looked grey
The buildings looked healthy
But one day i met a man
With money to spare
He said he would tell me how it is
The state he began
Has been propping up people too long
For far too long
We all got lazy and couldn't be bothered
To make our way through the world
But we are all bourgeois now
Once there was class war
But not any longer
Because baby we are all bourgeois now
So go out and make your way in the world
We're free to choose
We're all free to choose
We're all free to choose
We're free to choose
In booming britain we all work together
To raise ourselves in the world
Each of us knows someone
Who has done well for themselves
So well for themselves
"thank you" i said as i left
I'll be on my way
I see how it is
We are all bourgeois now
And somehow i'll raise myself in the world
I'm free to choose
We're all free to choose
We're all free to choose
I'm free to choose
We're all bourgeois now
We're all bourgeois now
We're bourgeois now
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4. _ Automatik Teknicolor
A deeply obsessive
Suburban militias
Tender and blissful
Classified forever
A diplomatic fever
Of our own saviours
Married to the future
With no solution
So write the damaged letters
Until the darkness sparkles
Essential is the shimmer
Of automatik teknicolour
So write the damaged letters
Until the darkness sparkles
Essential is the shimmer
Of automatik teknicolour
A bitter-sweet kaleidoscope
A sorry-heart ritual
The trust of a Medusa
Evidence of memorials
This way is the purest
This way is the surest
And all of their dialects
Illustrate the pointless
So write the damaged letters
Until the darkness sparkles
Essential is the shimmer
Of automatik teknicolour
So write the damaged letters
Until the darkness sparkles
Essential is the shimmer
Of automatik teknicolour
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