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Aliens
03:24
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Come a little closer I need to tell you about aliens,
They’re here and over there and everywhere you could ever imagine,
It’s probably too late to send them back and build a wall and claim the air,
Possibly because nobody is or should be confined to anywhere,
I’ve heard it all before,
And I hate the hate from which they’re clinging,
The way they hate is stinging,
These crowding shores,
Aren’t mine or yours,
Even if you have white skin,
It’s not enough,
To claim ignorance,
Even if you have white skin,
Watch a little closer you may finally see what I am saying,
The painful truth is not unusual but you will find it frustrating,
Please let me edify, before your glorify,
Yourself as dignified, thinking you’re a good guy,
You’re being sold a lie, your good sense is awry,
Colour should not imply, the need to fortify,
I’ve heard it all before,
And I hate the hate from which they’re clinging,
Those fascist bigots are swinging,
These crowding shores,
Aren’t mine or yours,
Even if you have white skin,
It’s not enough,
To claim ignorance,
Even if you have white skin,
These crowding shores,
Aren’t mine or yours,
Even if you have white skin,
It’s not enough,
To claim ignorance,
Even if you have white skin,
Don’t mean it’s the right skin,
No need to highlight skin,
These crowding shores,
Aren’t mine or yours,
Even if you have white skin,
It’s not enough,
To claim ignorance,
Even if you have white skin,
These crowding shores,
Aren’t mine or yours,
Even if you have white skin,
It’s not enough,
To claim ignorance,
Even if you have white skin,
Don’t mean it’s the right skin,
No need to highlight skin
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My Left Eye
03:07
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It’s gone too far now guys,
Anymore and I think I will cry,
But only from my left eye,
Which will drench us like a flood from the skies,
The jackboots in Whitehall,
Are never off the throats of the poor,
All those populist whores,
Say love me and then leave us ignored,
Won’t let this go,
Why should I when I’m just getting by?
Don’t stop the show,
Of anarchy in the face of their lies,
I’m sick and tired of no caring or feeling,
My despise comes from their constant deceiving,
And in their words is contempt for the grieving,
Of all of those lost to not heating or eating,
It’s gone too far now girls,
Give them an inch and they will own the world,
Don’t rely on morales,
They are devoid of them I’m sure you can tell,
They will come in disguise,
To steal all that you prize,
First they will take your rights,
And then they’ll take your lives,
Won’t let this go,
Why should I when I’m just getting by?
Don’t stop the show,
Of anarchy in the face of their lies,
I’m sick and tired of no caring or feeling,
My despise comes from their constant deceiving,
And in their words is contempt for the grieving,
Of all of those lost to not heating or eating,
Can’t take this anymore,
Their time is now over,
Let us show them the door,
Now that they are done for,
I’m sick and tired of no caring or feeling,
My despise stems from their constant deceiving,
Their fucking words full of contempt for the grieving,
Of all of those lost to not heating or eating,
Can’t take this anymore,
Their time is now over,
Let us show them the door,
Now that they are done for
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3. |
Who Asked You
03:06
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I had a love,
She was afraid to walk alone in the dark,
She had a reason as so many others,
I could see the scar that was her trauma,
It was so wrong,
The stories told to me of before,
I don’t know why or how so many ignore,
All the pain and suffering that they cause,
Can’t they see what they are doing?
Staring’s not part of pursing,
Glaring is never just viewing,
Scaring shouldn’t be their wooing,
(Can’t they see, there’s no need, there’s no need)
What she say? Hello?
Was she nice to you?
Did you feel special?
Did your eyes revel,
At the thoughts of all,
The potential,
Of how your night might go?
But who asked, who asked you?
Who asked, who asked you?
Who asked, who asked you,
To ignore the word no?
Oh my love,
If you can hear me the you know who you are,
And you should also know it wasn’t your fault,
I know that blaming yourself is your default,
You are so strong,
That is the reason that you’ve come so far,
So much farther than I ever could,
If i were in your shoes nothing would console me,
What she say? Hello?
Was she nice to you?
Did you feel special?
Did your eyes revel,
At the thoughts of all,
The potential,
Of how your night might go?
But who asked, who asked you?
Who asked, who asked you?
Who asked, who asked you,
To touch who you don’t know?
Who asked, who asked you?
Who asked, who asked you?
Who asked, who asked you,
To ignore the word no?
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4. |
Burn Me, Drown Me
03:04
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I’m pretty sure we’re not safe anymore in this place,
It’s all these new firestorms that are made of hurricanes and flames,
Judgement day is coming they say,
Despite if you pray, to wash your sins away,
In the heart of the grey, in the place of dismay,
That is where we will lay and where we will stay,
But I don’t want to end this so soon,
But fate is doom, and doom is gloom,
Burn me, drown me, is that the sound of the end? Maybe,
Burn me, drown me, is that the sight of extinction I see?
I’m pretty sure we can’t take anymore of this heat,
This warming up has ruined my ability to feed with degrees,
And now I feel, like we need to appeal,
To natures ideal, because this is real,
So real it’s surreal, so surreal it’s a deal,
From which we will keel, and which won’t heal,
Oh I don’t want to end this so soon,
But fate is doom, and doom is gloom,
Burn me, drown me, is that the sound of the end, maybe?
Burn me, drown me, is that the sight of extinction I see?
Burn me, drown me, is that the sound of the end, maybe?
Burn me, drown me, is that the sight of extinction I see?
Burn me, drown me, is that the sound of the end, maybe?
Burn me, drown me, is that the sight of extinction I see?
Burn me, drown me, is that the sound of the end, maybe?
Burn me, drown me, is that the sight of extinction I see?
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5. |
Anxious Tendencies
03:53
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I lose control when I don’t know anyone stood around me,
That’s why I choose to stand alone as I forget how to speak,
It’s been the same, it’s never changed, always feeling so daunted,
I have a kink within my brain, I am mentally haunted,
It steals my joy, hurts my ego, to freeze before I catch my flow,
Yeah I know that I’m the kind of person with certain anxious tendencies ah,
And it shows when I’m shaking and I’m breaking at the thought of speaking to new people,
And my depression is a darkness that has often drowned the light in my heart,
On top of that I don’t know if all of this is real or not,
Real or not…oh!
The dark clouds gather over me when a wind is blowing,
They sometimes pour torrentially which makes the weeds start growing,
I’m not sure I’ll ever free of it’s violent flowing,
But from it occasionally I see a rainbow glowing,
It tears me right down to my soul, to feel like that, to feel alone,
Yeah I know that I’m the kind of person with certain anxious tendencies ah,
And it shows when I’m shaking and I’m breaking at the thought of speaking to new people,
And my depression is a darkness that has often drowned the light in my heart,
On top of that I don’t know if all of this is real or not,
Yet I don’t need no,
Clona, Alpra, Lora,
Setra, Traza, Vila,
It steals my joy, hurts my ego, to freeze before I catch my flow,
It tears me right down to my soul, to feel like that, to feel alone,
Yeah I know that I’m the kind of person with certain anxious tendencies ah,
And it shows when I’m shaking and I’m breaking at the thought of speaking to new people,
And my depression is a darkness that has often drowned the light in my heart,
On top of that I don’t know if all of this is real or not,
Still I don’t need no,
Clona, Alpra, Lora,
Setra, Traza, Vila,
Clona, Alpra, Lora,
Setra, Traza, Vila
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6. |
My Left Eye
03:07
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It’s gone too far now guys,
Anymore and I think I will cry,
But only from my left eye,
Which will drench us like a flood from the skies, The jackboots in Whitehall,
Are never off the throats of the poor,
All those populist whores,
Say love me and then leave us ignored,
Won’t let this go,
Why should I when I’m just getting by? Don’t stop the show,
Of anarchy in the face of their lies,
I’m sick and tired of no caring or feeling,
My despise comes from their constant deceiving, And in their words is contempt for the grieving, Of all of those lost to not heating or eating,
It’s gone too far now girls,
Give them an inch and they will own the world, Don’t rely on morales,
They are devoid of them I’m sure you can tell, They will come in disguise,
To steal all that you prize,
First they will take your rights,
And then they’ll take your lives,
Won’t let this go,
Why should I when I’m just getting by? Don’t stop the show,
Of anarchy in the face of their lies,
I’m sick and tired of no caring or feeling,
My despise comes from their constant deceiving, And in their words is contempt for the grieving, Of all of those lost to not heating or eating,
Can’t take this anymore, Their time is now over,
Let us show them the door, Now that they are done for,
I’m sick and tired of no caring or feeling,
My despise stems from their constant deceiving, Their fucking words full of contempt for the grieving, Of all of those lost to not heating or eating,
Can’t take this anymore, Their time is now over,
Let us show them the door, Now that they are done for,
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The Great Leslie London, UK
London Based indie rock band
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