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Body clocks
01:57
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Things you cant leave behind
Well I guess its up to you
Eternal sunshine
Will it ever be for you
And your body just wants to go
But your body just wants to go
Feelings of de ja vu
On an ordinary day
Someone to travel to
No you wont get far alone
And your body just wants to go
But your body just wants to go
And your head is saying no
But your body just wants to go
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Inbetween the yes and no
03:19
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Look to yourself
03:58
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She wants to play but her hands are tied today
She doesn’t draw anymore
And that’s a shame
She hungry for she’s hungry for child
Cause her inner clock is ticking away
And her slump has only begun
She only feels lifted when she’s out in the sun
You got lost nothing to prove
Live in the moment but its hard to do
Bitterness like high cholesterol
She sits and eats her heart right out again
She can’t hold tight she wont hold tight for long
Cause half of what was done
You did yourself
And her slump has only begun
She only feels lifted when she’s out in the sun
You got lost nothing to prove
Live in moment but its hard to do
With your ears pressed to the door
If you’d listen you could find out more
What you need is somebody new
Somebody different
So different
And that someone is you
Got to look to yourself girl
Got to look to yourself girl
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Spinning on a dice
03:37
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Hard enough
Your making this hard enough
Still you wont let go
Got no space to grow
Not enough
Just living is not enough
Its too much to ask
To give up all I am
She’s sucking on life
Taking her time
Collecting her colours
Falling apart
Cinnamon flowers
Counting the hours
Spinning on a dice
Caroline
Remembering Caroline
So much the same
Here we are again
Draw a line
Between your heart and mine
You took from me
One I’ll never see
Charmed until defenceless
Powerless to realise
The truth doesn’t matter
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Out of sight for summer
02:57
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No one can say
I didn’t try To hold us up
So what was the use in beating my head
Try None at all
don’t think you’ll understand
Didn’t think you’d want to stay
Always on the down side
Can’t we find an upside
I think its gone too far
You like to sit on the side
Set yourself apart
I don’t know who you are
I was eternally hopeful
We would walk right through
But now it seems you’re the one thing
I should have laid to rest
don’t think you’ll understand
Didn’t think you’d want to stay
I slowly grow impatient
My patience that you try
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Take it to the grave
03:51
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Stroke the ocean
03:43
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Bite the rain
Stroke the ocean
Put into hands that wont let go
Find a mermaid
Find a formula
Put into minds that will not brake
I waited for you by your side
I cant afford to loose my pride
I guess your borderline
It’s your only crime
Cast aside again
Your only phobia
I eat alone cause she’s not there
No adrenaline
No solution
So unknown but that’s ok
Going places things to do
Ill be lazy just for you
so when we wake we can talk
I waited for you by your side
I cant afford to loose my pride
I guess your borderline
It’s your only crime
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