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The Takeover
04:46
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Oh your heart has cost me an arm and a leg
I am so fucking broke
A penny for your thoughts
I'm still fucking broke
The Takeover
Our friends in Hollywood
The Takeover
I sold my soul, but I guess for not enough
I'm gambling on my past failures
I sold my soul, oh but I wish I was more calculated
The odds were never high, and I was always high
I sold my soul, but I guess for not enough
The Takeover
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Patchwork
02:16
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I dare you to match my soul
I swear we are flammable
I stand peerless on this pier
Anxiety a friend,
Cowardice a lover,
And siblings with fear
I am so scared of the ocean below
An ocean behind wherever I go
You caught me swimming in the deep end,
I guess it's my own fault if I drown
You caught me picking at my old wounds,
And look at all the stitches I've torn out
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3. |
Model Trains
04:17
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I sped up until she broke,
and I sped up until she broke
I grew up playing with model trains and paper planes,
I guess I played too rough
I measured twice, kept her at arm's length
I measured so well she couldn’t even notice
Oh god,
Oh how quickly she spoke, quietly she sank
Out of my view and into the abyss
Oh how quickly she spoke, quietly she sank Out of my view and into the abyss
One for the money
Two for the show
Three for something heavy
To love and to hold
One for the money
Two for the show
Three for something heavy
To love and to hold
One for the money
Two for the show
Three for something heavy
The weight of the world
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Sights
01:09
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My existence may be a half life,
Because I am half the man my father was
He never, ever, ever taught me how to hold a gun,
And so I wander aimlessly
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It's hard to breath between collapsed lungs
Haunted by the ghosts of our former love
Far from prepared to see your face again
I was lying to myself, when I said we could be friends
Because I was not ready for my world to be shook up,
And I was not ready thought that I had given up
But how could I not know that I still want you
And how could I not know that I still love you
What's the point in this, we are worlds apart
There's a distance between you and I
Between our collective hearts
I know we said we both need time to grow
But I don't, I don't want you to go
Because I was not ready for my world to be shook up,
And I was not ready thought that I had given up
But how could I not know that I still want you
And how could I not know that I still love you
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Sounds
01:11
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My existence may be a half life,
Because I am half the girl my mother was
He never, ever, ever taught me how to fall in love,
And so I wander aimlessly
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I am Sick of this home now
I love the outdoors
Find some scars, make some bruises
And learn who you are
Easy does it remember you can break
Find Some Scars, make some bruises
And love who you are
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8. |
House Fire
03:45
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As it collapses, a sigh of relief
I swear I'll change
Too cold to shed these tears, I'm confident
Frost bite on burned skin
The sound of a house fire, smothered by an avalanche
Humble yourself,
Oh you better humble yourself,
Oh you better humble
I am pulling false teeth
And I will show you my flaws
And I am broken and all my edges sharp
I glide through leaving scars
The sound of a house fire, smothered by an avalanche
Complex phrases make me sound desperate
These complex phrases make me sound desperate
These complex phrases make me sound desperate,
We sound desperate
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Flawed Hearts and the Waiting Room Victoria, British Columbia
Flawed Hearts and the Waiting Room is an acoustic-pop duo based out of Victoria, BC. The two-piece consists of siblings Sam Britton, guitar and vocals, and Lindsay Britton, keyboard and vocals. Their songs are a collection of life stories, built on intricate guitar riffs and delicate keyboard, told through seamlessly intertwined harmonies. ... more
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