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The Revisionist
03:54
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hey about last night
you won't talk about it
it's like it never happened
hey about last night
I must have misunderstood
I must have left it somewhere else
I must have just forgotten
it's like it never happened
all the things you said
you said you never said
all the things I saw that were never there
now I believe my eyes
I know my memory
it can play tricks on me
sometimes I misremember
yeah I can be like that
hey about that call
maybe I misread your tone
I have a tendency
for projecting my misery
it might be my imagination
i'm so sensitive
prone to exaggeration
it's like it never happened
all the things you said
you said you never said
all the things I saw
that were never there
now I believe my eyes
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Safe
03:38
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I couldn't sleep last night, she said
and so I went out walking
I couldn't sleep last night
but oh you bet I'm sleeping now
what were you thinking
being like that, they said
walking out your little room
like a safe with the door wide open
what were you thinking
don't you know it's finders keepers
this is just another song about a dead girl
let me lace you up in locks
in a line of pure white chalk
if you stray from the path
the wolf will put his teeth inside you
and all the boys will say
you got what you deserve
the night is full of danger
and now you'll never see the moon again
don't try to tell me
that you're not a pile of gold
this is just another song about a dead girl
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3. |
Blood on the Beach
04:44
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I have watched myself crawling down to the ocean
the trail of my blood down the beach
I have heard all the crashes of metal and waves
I have watched the sun set on the set
you make a nest out of all the bad news
build yourself a real nice place to sleep
I walk back from the distance
all poised and poison and relentless
and now I know there is no need of fear
the fear that I carried forever
of the cloud and the weight and the snapping of thread
of the dark, of the dark that is looming ahead
you make a nest out of all the bad news
build yourself a real nice place to sleep
I walk back from the distance
all poised and poison and relentless
I pull my death out of me like a tick
and I carry my skull like a hammer
I am burning my ego in effigy
to peel off all the parts that cannot speak
you make a nest out of all the bad news
build yourself a real nice place to sleep
I walk back from the distance
all poised and poison and relentless
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Palm Sunday Los Angeles, California
Palm Sunday is a gothic synthwave duo based in Los Angeles.
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