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Dandelion Dreams
02:20
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Roses are ruses in the night
And everything is fleeting in daylight
So don't touch me cause I'm pretty sure I'm dead
But what do I know?
What do I know?
Cause I'm dizzy and I cannot sleep
And I don't know how to fix up my sheets
And there's nowhere I wanna be
And my heads in the centre of my tapestry
Cause Roses are ruses in the night
And everything is fleeting in daylight
So don't touch me cause I'm pretty sure I'm dead
But what do I know?
What do I know?
Cause I feel sick and I cannot speak
And I don't know how to keep track of weeks
As I fall in and out of sleeps
Between all these Dandelion Dream
Oh Roses are ruses in the night
And everything is fleeting in daylight
So don't touch me cause I'm pretty sure I'm dead
But what do I know?
What do I know?
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2. |
Logan
01:56
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Wasting your time
And every dime
On beer and smokes too
But we both know it's not you
That's not the way, it's not the way
Logan don't go that way
You're far away, there's other ways
Logan you know it's true
This is isn't you
Wasting your life
And every night
On acid and cheap tattoos
But we both know it's not you
That's not the way, it's not the way
Logan don't go that way
You're far away, there's other ways
Logan you know it's true
This is isn't you
It's not the way, it's not the way
Logan don't go that way
You're far away, there's other ways
Logan you know it's true
This is isn't you
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3. |
Fall Again
02:29
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I feel hollow
Some things are hard to swallow
And there's echoes in my head
Of things I should have said
And all those places, they left no traces
And I'm wondering what it is I missed
Can't believe it's fall again
Can't believe it's fall again
Four seasons have passed and not much has changed
I'm finding myself in the same places again
Ones spring is another's fall
Peripheral snow means nothing at all
Where I not longer tread
Chord organs echo in my head
And all those places that left no traces
Make make wonder what it is I missed
Can't believe it's fall again
Can't believe it's fall again
Four seasons have passed and not much has changed
I'm finding myself in the same places again
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4. |
Okay Time
02:06
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5. |
Scrambled Eggs
01:34
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Oh swinging door
What do you have in store?
Tell me I should make the most
And then you go and try to give up the ghost
And it's four out of seven
Spent in a haze come eleven
A daze that lasts for days
This must be just a phase
But there's six in an hour
Hour after hour
Makes six months a week
My joints start to creak
God I'm weak
So what do you think?
What do you think?
What do you think?
I can't even drink about you
Oh swinging door
Do you have any more?
Show me what you boast
Show me why I should make the most
Now it's six out of seven
Spent in a haze come eleven
This days has last days
I hope it's just a phase
But I am losing hours
Hour after hour
Turns out I've lost weeks
I hear my joins creak
"I am weak"
So what do you think?
What do you think?
What do you think?
I can't even drink about you
You took to many sips
Oh and time it starts to slip
I'll have another Pepsi though I know that it won't hold you
Know that it won't hold you
So what do you think?
What do you think?
What do you think?
I can't even drink about you
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6. |
Pepsi?
02:54
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Shouts out to Musty, Callum, and Alex for that night we fried our brains together
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7. |
Wasted Sun
02:32
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The grass is green, I've got my guitar
And I blister in the sun
It's much too hot, there's noting to do
And I don't really like anyone
There's a whole lot of nothing to do under the sun
There's a whole lot of nothing to do under the sun
The sky is so blue, there's so little to do
I peel apart in the sun
It's much too bright and I'm all out of time
To do anything I wanna do
There's a whole lot of nothing to do under the sun
There's a whole lot of nothing to do under the sun
Another wasted summer, oh what wasted time can do
I feel I'm getting dumber in my bliss blistered point of view
The trees are too tall, it means nothing at all
I peel apart in the sun
There's too much to see, it means nothing to me
And everything makes me feel so small
There's a whole lot of nothing to do under the sun
There's a whole lot of nothing to do under the sun
And all the flowers are fake and it's a little to late
To get myself out of the sun
And oh, I'm tired of just lying around
And thinking that I hate everyone
There's a whole lot of nothing to do under the sun
There's a whole lot of nothing to do under the sun
Oh I'm wasting all my summers, oh, what wasted life can do
Oh everything looks dumber in my bliss blistered point of view
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8. |
Bike Riding
02:06
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I think that he's special
He thinks that I'm mental
He says that I'm anxious, mistrustful, disheveled
I know that I know that I know that I know that
I know that I know that I know that I know that
I'm a dog chasing cars, I'm a kid chasing dreams
I want something more the farther it seems
When I got it I drop it I drop it I drop it
Don't want it don't want it don't want it don't want
Riding a bike with the chain undone
Pedalling fast but I can't move
It's much better chasing fleeting things
Than holding onto something you can never lose
Cause I'm a dog chasing cars, I'm a kid chasing dreams
I want something more the farther it seems
When I got it I drop it I drop it I drop it
Don't want it don't want it don't want it don't want
I think that he's great but that started a bit late
I try to play mind games but it just leads to hate
Don't do that don't do that don't do that don't do that
Don't do that don't do that don't do that don't do that
I'm paranoid, angry, compulsive and flaky
I've been provoking this treatment lately
I know that I know that I know that I know that
I know that I know that I know that I know that
(Goodbye Brunch Club!)
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Brunch Club Edmonton, Alberta
Brunch Club is Ellen Reade, Patrick Earles and Owen Lukawesky and we're cookin' up some sweet jangle pop tunes just for you.
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