1. |
Schmek
03:43
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Faltered heights reflected on microscopic behaviour
Faltered heights reflected on microscopic behaviour
Wavering capacities for compassionately fragmented people
Faltered heights reflected on microscopic behaviour
Wavering capacities for compassionately fragmented peoples
If we turn around
there will be hell to pay,
If we turn around
From here on out
Here on out
Faltered heights reflected on microscopic behaviour
Wavering capacities for compassionately fragmented people
Faltered heights reflected on microscopic behaviour
Wavering capacities for compassionately fragmented people
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2. |
Pukka Up
03:23
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If you know
Then you don't speak
If you speak
Well, its clear that you just don’t know
Give me some loving
Something that can see me through
Don't say pukka up sweetheart
I know it’s clearly just for you
The more rules we have
The more we break them
So why do we make them?
The more rules we have
The more we break them
So why do we make them?
Give me some loving
Something that can see me through
Don't say pukka up sweetheart
I know it’s clearly just for you
I know it’s clearly just for you
The more rules we have
The more we break them
So why do we make them?
If you know
Then you don't speak
If you speak
Well, its clear that you just don’t know
The more rules we have
The more we break them
So why do we make them?
Give me some loving
Something that can see me through
Don't say pukka up sweetheart
I know it’s clearly just for you
I know it’s clearly just for you
Give me some loving
Something that can see me through
Don't say pukka up sweetheart
I know it’s clearly just for you
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3. |
Buried
03:54
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Me and my wife made brownies
I think we made too much because time is going past really slowly
I think we made too much
Time is going past really slowly
I think we made too Much
I don't want people come and take my freedom because I smoke weed
Smoke, smoke, smoke weed
I don't want people come and take my freedom because I smoke weed
Smoke, smoke, smoke weed
I don't want people come and take my freedom because I smoke weed
Smoke, smoke, smoke weed
I don't want people come and take my freedom because I smoke weed
Smoke, smoke, smoke weed
Are you under the influence of drugs or alcohol sir?
What is drugs
What is drugs
What is drugs
What is drugs
Are you under the influence of drugs or alcohol sir?
What is
What is drugs
What is drugs
Marijuana marijuana
I don't want people come and take my freedom because I smoke weed
Smoke, smoke, smoke weed
I don't want people come and take my freedom because I smoke weed
Smoke, smoke, smoke weed
I don't want people come and take my freedom because I smoke weed
Smoke, smoke, smoke weed
I don't want people come and take my freedom because I smoke weed
Smoke, smoke, smoke weed
What is drugs
What Is drugs
Marijuana marijuana
I think we made too much
Time is going past really slowly
I thought we were dead I thought we were dying.
I thought we were dead
I don't want people come and take my freedom because I smoke weed
Smoke, smoke, smoke weed
I don't want people come and take my freedom because I smoke weed
Smoke, smoke, smoke weed
I don't want people come and take my freedom because I smoke weed
Smoke, smoke, smoke weed
I don't want people come and take my freedom because I smoke weed
Smoke, smoke, smoke weed
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4. |
Weetas
05:27
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Time after time I'm tryna fake it till I make it
Life left me reeling from the healing and I'm shaking
I take a bens count to ten, tryna comprehend
Deep breath in, pretend like I'm home again
I manifest myself so you don't have too
Step back to that old life of rice and mackerel
Time after time I'm trying to fake it till I make it
Life left me reeling from the healing and I'm shaking
I take a bens count to ten, try to comprehend
I manifest myself so you don't have too, step back to that old life of rice and mackerel
In my mind’s eye I'm doing just fine when I realise
I was having a sick time
I was having a sick time
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5. |
CT8
04:36
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As I prepared to go in, I had no idea the journey that was about to unravel before me
If I would have known my fate, I would not have hesitated at dancing into the sea
With me on this journey was a pair of shorts, t shirt and a rubber dingy
The Mediterranean is a stark place for such equipment, but neither the less in I went
As the loose noose slipped, I still didn’t know the gravity of my situation
Until I couldn’t see nothing, apart for a perfect 360-degree circle
With copters like flies, I tied myself to my raft and never truly excepted my departure
With all my lungs I sung and I sung
Maybe we didn’t sync enough, maybe we didn’t sing enough, could my eyes blink enough
My bones soggy with thoughts of the captain and a soft hand
He kept on searching until I was found and nothing was the same
Lost at sea for 36 hours
I was pronounced dead
A hard truth and an awkward situation
To live is to truly be free
I said to live is to truly be free
Check the tide
So I can glide away
I’m out my depth, still catching breath
Even with two lungs, it’s hard to breath
I’m drifting away
I’m drifting away
I’m drifting away
I’m drifting away
I’m drifting, I’m drifting, I’m drifting away
I’m drifting, I’m drifting, I’m drifting away
I’m drifting, I’m drifting, I’m drifting away
I’m drifting, I’m drifting, I’m drifting away
Check the tide
So I can glide away
I’m out my depth, still catching breath
Even with two lungs, it’s hard to breath
I’m drifting away
I’m drifting away
I’m drifting away
I’m drifting away
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6. |
Clamus
04:45
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Don't be afraid, to walk alone at night
Darkness waits, on no one's time
Feeding on the shadows, consuming my mind
Distorted reality, intertwined with fantasy
Who am I?
Who am I?
When the light is dim, it draws me in to this life of sin
Tempted by their lies
Can you hear my cries?
In their palm, they're holding you
Dictating the things, you do
In their palm they're holding you
Dictating the things, you do
In their palm they're holding you
Dictating the things, you do
In their palm they're holding you
Dictating the things, you do
In their palm they're holding you
Dictating the things, you do
In their palm they're holding you
Dictating the things, you do
In their palm they're holding you
Dictating the things, you do
In their palm they're holding you
Dictating the things, you do
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7. |
Ban Plastic
05:05
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Let's all ban plastic man cause I can't hack it
The world is suffocating from the plastic in my waste bin
Toxifying and destroying all of our natural systems
To the polythene excreting to the fish now it exists in them
Throw away buy today don't look back kids
Slap stick tactics to distract us from the fact the match is fixed
We don't need your diesel, oil or fracking
Let's all go back to before we had plastic
Let's all go back, all go back, all go back
Let's all go back to before we had plastic
Let's all go back to before we had plastic
Let's all ban plastic man cause I can't hack it
The world is suffocating from the plastic in my waste bin
Toxifying and destroying all of our natural systems
To the polythene excreting to the fish now it exists in them
Throw away buy today don't look back kids
Slap stick tactics to distract us from the fact the match is fixed
We don't need your diesel, oil or fracking
Let's all go back to before we had plastic
Let's all go back, all go back, all go back
Let's all go back to before we had plastic
Let's all go back to before we had plastic
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