1. |
Aunt
02:50
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Empty glass on the table now I'm feeling able to try and go outside.
I had every intention, but neglected to mention, I don't know how to feel alive.
Look after your health and love yourself, but obviously not too much.
Cos' we must conform and just stick to the norm and attempt to stay in touch.
But I am a cunt, I don't know what I want and baby we know it's not you.
This world is a mess so I guess I'm depressed
What else are we gonna do?
I'm feeling lonely and I'm dying slowly, everything is a joke.
I'm losing life's race, punches straight to my face, I'm sure it's been provoked.
And please don't impose you are getting too close I'm too tired to run away.
4pm is my morning, this is your warning, decide if you want to stay.
But I am a cunt, I don't know what I want and baby we know it's not you.
This world is a mess so I guess I'm depressed
What else are we gonna do?
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2. |
Mask
03:15
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Don't think I hear the words, see the looks, feel the
hands on me?
Close my eyes, take a breath, put my head down,
walk on by.
As it turns out this pretty has turned into,
feeling used.
What a pity.
Do you think? Do you think? Do you think I care?
Do you think? Do you think? Do you think I care?
Do you think? Do you think? Do you think I care about that?
I know what you say, what you think, when you look me
up and down
Roll your eyes and under your breath, I can hear you
laughing to yourself.
Is putting me down, making you feel like a
big big man?
Such a pity.
Do you think? Do you think? Do you think I care?
Do you think? Do you think? Do you think I care?
Do you think? Do you think? Do you think I care about that?
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3. |
Call Me Out
04:09
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I was born and raised to accept
I was born and raised to expect
The certainties of disappointment
How else would you explain that?
Would you blame it on the good times?
Or would you blame it on your problems?
Or would you blame it on your absence?
Call me out
Call me out
Call me out as distant, call me out as down,
Call me out for how I feel when you weren't around.
Call me out
Call me out
I was born and raised in regret
I was born and raised to forget
The subtleties of disappointment
How else would you explain that?
You don't explain it when it's over
You don't explain it when you're sober
Don't think I even fucking know ya
Call me out
Call me out
Call me out as distant, call me out as down,
Call me out for how I feel when you weren't around.
Call me out
Call me out
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4. |
Call Me Out (Radio Edit)
04:09
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5. |
Aunt (Radio Edit)
02:50
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