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Cold Water
03:40
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I have hearts stitched in my sleeve
I’ve spent too much of my childhood time pleasing people who didn’t listen to me
Now I find myself adored
Lying on a bathroom floor on my back
People standing over me with glasses to my cheek
(I’ll be) I’m always cool in a crisis
(Fine after) just come and check the state of my wrists
(A glass of) I’m always cool in a crisis
(Cold water)
When you woke up you were bored
You said you’d seen it all before
And on your way out, took your pants and shoes
But forgot to lock the door behind you
You and I we have not had
Our fair share of sun
But you, my dear
You are not bad
And I am not the one, two, three, four
(I’ll be) I’m always cool in a crisis
(Fine after) just come and check the state of my wrists
(A glass of) I’m always cool in a crisis
(Cold water)
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2. |
Enough
04:00
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My first love bought me an acoustic guitar
He was a dark-haired, gentle giant libra
Oh but turns out he wasn’t a keeper
Because he knew who he was and I just knew I was different
Oh I just knew I was different
I just knew I was different
I have made up a million different lives
Trust me you could have been the one at any given time
So if you decide to take another try on someone new
I won’t mind
You have given me so much already
My next love told me I was like no other
She was a bass-playing, purple highlighted cancer
Oh but turns out she wasn’t the answer
Because she was new at this and I couldn’t be her mother
‘Cause I am no one’s mother
I am no one’s mother, yeah
I have made up a million different lives
Trust me you could have been the one at any given time
So if you decide that this is too much for you now
I don’t mind, it’s alright
You have taught me so much already
Where did all that love end up?
All that closure we never got
Where did all that love end up?
I tell myself it’s enough
(It’s enough)
(It’s enough)
I hope that my name doesn’t come up as just the one who broke your heart
‘Cause I still have that same guitar
It’s not the best but it’s enough
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3. |
Waste
03:44
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Feeling fluffy in my evening dress
My love is an unmade bed
Messy and unkempt but a safe place to rest
When we’re older we could be friends
Or maybe even lovers on the weekend
Oh what a waste what a waste
What a waste
Well do the boundaries around me make you feel evolved?
Was it enlightening, inspiring to make me this small?
And was it only after you cut me down to size
That the time we had spent made you feel the most alive
Oh what a waste
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4. |
Too Many
03:24
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Too many people
None of them friends
Too many lights
All of them red
I can’t see ahead
Too many trips
Not holidays
Too many people
And none of them stay
I forgot their names
You should give give up if it’s so hard
Too many nights out
Just living the dream
I should get some sleep
You should give up if it’s so hard
They would kill to be where you are
Too many standards I haven’t met
But they’re not yours so set
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5. |
Bike Riding
05:18
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You should be bike riding
Instead of driving
You should do yoga
You should get a dog
You should eat better
You should go for a jog
You should get off those meds
You should take more
It is all in your head
Well you should be glad it’s not actually something bad
Like asthma or cataracts
You should worry less
Yo should buy a new dress
You should cut down on spending so much money
Well you should take up running
You should sleep eight hours at night
You should fly a kite
You should try to stop being sad all the time
Just stop being sad all the time
You should just try to stop being sad all the time
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6. |
Something
03:20
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She has cats for eyes
She speaks Mandarin
She takes me out dancing
Oh, she’s really something
And she don’t buy new leather
She applies good pressure
She’s not the one
No, she’s not the one for me
In between great loves
She was there for me
Unabashed and free
She gave me time to breathe
I thank her every chance I get to
She didn’t give me reason
But she sure gave me something
She said she liked my thighs
I said "I’ve hated them all of my life"
Still not sure if she meant it
But I’ve since learnt how to take a compliment
In between great loves
She was there for me
Unabashed and free
She gave me time to breathe
I thank her every chance I get to
She didn’t give me reason
But she sure gave me something (X2)
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7. |
Inadequacy
03:36
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My heart
It swells and drains
All at once
And you can tell my brain
Is not turning on
I was shaken awake
because I fell out of bed
My greatest mistake is one I’ve yet to make
It is something I’ll always dread
Something like this
But not this
Yeah something like this
But not this
I don’t think
You say shoes or pants first?
And I don’t know how to answer
So I just keep dancing ‘round
These things I’ll never master
While you
You’ll be so cool
Yeah you
You’re so cool I can barely handle it
C’mon now let me prove
You used to love it
When I sang to you
C’mon now let me know
We’re not us anymore
But you still feel the most like home
When you look down at new bruises
and you can’t remember how they got there
or when?
Well that’s me
My heart’s not a bone
But I can feel it breaking
Beneath the boots in which you’re shaking
And you
I don’t know how to answer
When you
Keep on taking more than I can offer
Saying shoes or pants first?
And I don’t know how to answer
So I just keep dancing ‘round
These things I’ll never master
While you
You’ll be so cool
Yeah you
Sit there being so aloof
Yeah you
you’re so cool I can barely handle it
I don’t think I can handle you
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8. |
Sox
03:57
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You keep your socks on
Because your feet get cold easily
I’ll go for as long as you want
Or until I start to feel dizzy
Cause I get overwhelmed
And you seem to need so much from me
Or is it just more than I can offer right now
I’m trying real hard
To keep it in my head
Sex is all in the head
Sex is in the head
The big man listens better
When his big hand’s in your sweater so
You keep it all in your head
You keep it all in your head
Keep it in your head
Your childhood sexual trauma
Made you one hell of a martyr
In the bedroom your stranger
You can’t help but feel endangered
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9. |
Don't Dream
03:31
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You’re feeling angry and you don’t know why
You’ve got a car now but you still won’t drive
You keep your room clean
You make your bed
We’ll never know what’s really going on in your head
You always tell me hey, it’s not that deep
You’re getting nosebleeds and you still can’t sleep
You’re making money
You love yourself
You say you’re healthy but I still can’t tell
So sleep
Don’t dream
Bite down on my hand so you don’t grind your teeth
Just sleep
Don’t dream
You’ve got a phone-line to your family
You only realise at the end of the week
You’ve got good friends now
A sense of style
You’ll be an anchor when we’re caught inside the turnstyle
You take on too much it’s just what you do
You’re happy knowing we could never fill those shoes
You’ve had a life that we’ll never know
When it gets heavy you can tell me so
Now sleep
Don’t dream
Bite down on my hand so you don’t grind your teeth
Just sleep
Don’t dream
I don’t want to make you mad
Can’t believe the year we’ve had
You don’t have to stay
You’re done for the day
So lay your head down
And sleep
Don’t dream
Bite down on my hand so you don’t grind your teeth
Just sleep
Don’t dream
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10. |
Working Still
03:13
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I’ve had three dreams in one hour
When I woke up it felt like days
And the rest of the week I didn’t sleep
But I held my hand out for that pay cheque
that I need to eat
What’s the big deal?
When I have two hands
Working still
What’s the big deal
You’re sad but you’re working still
Oh what’s the big deal
Your boss tells you you’re an asset
But don’t mistake that for praise
Cause he’ll ask you to forfeit all of your sick days
Hand you a pamphlet on their workplace safety policy
What’s the big deal?
When I have two hands
Working still
What’s the big deal
You’re sad but you’re working still
Oh what’s the big deal
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11. |
Fussy
03:51
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Perfect
From the first time it’s got to be perfect
From the first time it’s got to be
Can we pick up where we left off in my head?
‘Cause so far nothing has gone wrong
But I’m scared
What happens when you’re here all the time?
Will it match up to what’s in your mind?
Will it feel how you wanted?
Do you like this pedestal I’ve built for you?
And now I’ve drawn your face into salt
If I move on it won’t be your fault
But I’ll insist it was ‘cause I’ve got no patience
I’ve got no patience
I do not want this if it’s not perfect
Perfect
From the first time it’s got to be perfect
From the first time it’s got to be perfect
From the first time it’s got to be perfect
From the first time it’s got to be perfect
From the first time it’s got to be perfect
From the first time it’s got to be
Perfect
From the first time it’s got to be perfect
From the first time it’s got to be perfect
From the first time it’s got to be perfect
From the first time it’s got to be
I have no patience
I am not gracious
I do not want this if it’s not perfect
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12. |
Wild Days
05:02
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Too young to settle down
Too old to be fucking around
But I didn’t think we’d see past twenty-three
We wake up to a job that pays and we don’t stay up too late
But I know there’s still two misfits running through us
Tell me that there’s still some wild days left in us
Tell me I have the time left to change, to stray
Tell me that there’s still some wild days left in us
‘Cause I don’t think I’ve had enough of making mistakes, yet
No ID at the liquor store and no need to go out and score
My best friend was a razor blade
But I got good grades
All the boys who lived on your street
They liked you best on your knees
Your mum set boundaries that took a decade for you to agree, with
So tell me that there’s still some wild days left in us
I wouldn’t do it again
Oh maybe just once
Maybe just once
Tell me that there’s still some wild days left in us
‘Cause I don’t think I’ve had enough of making mistakes, yet
My wild days are not over yet
Our wild days are not over yet
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Moaning Lisa Melbourne, Australia
Moaning Lisa is composed of Charlie Versegi (singer/guitarist), Hayley Manwaring (singer/bassist) Ellen Chan (lead guitarist) and Hayden Fritzlaff (drummer). Renowned for creating an atmosphere entirely of their own, the band deftly combines a garage rock, grunge fantasy with ‘one massive, cosy, accepting love-fest’ (Rush On Rock). ... more
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