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Fall Of The Empire
04:34
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Fall Of The Empire
I picked you from a hotel bar, polished girl of family
Chased the wind, it carried us
Where we could feel free
The advantages I took
Gave you more than it looks
Nearly gave up the good life for a story and a dream
But trust fund girls don't stay long on the scene
A well bred boy of good intentions will carry you off
Oh the fall of the empire starts so slow,
Oh I promise, you'll hardly notice it at all
Oh the fall of the empire ends in a joke,
Oh I promise, you'll wont feel anything, anything at all
In the country clubs in Spain
In the parlours and the pick up joints
Tattooed body boys with charm for days
Nature will betray you
But turning your heart is still a dangerous game
And the stories that you tell will give you a faint hope
And the jealous girls' glares will give you strength
To carry on, to carry on
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A Kind Of Explosion
05:04
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A Kind Of Explosion
the quieter you move in the steps there's something wrong, past the bomb, your upstairs, I can see the rush of air. little steps, backwards as i draw another breath on the ledge I brace for a kind explosion to hit me
you wake up to the sound of the rain on the roof and the haunting in your head
you wake up to the sound of the haunting in your head and you smoke a cigarette and resolve to make this the day
you were careless once
the voice in your head, the noise that you think, a distraction you hope but the more that you bleed for a fuck, a drink, a moment of peace
you're not in your head, you're nodding your head
it's so lonely in my fancy thoughts
you were careless once
the sound of your heart still beating makes me fall apart
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Lost Transmissions
05:00
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Lost Transmissions
You made your bed now i'm lying in it
Tuck the corners neat inside my head
I'm holding to my words
I'm holding on to anything I can
How did this get so real?
How do I get you to understand
How do you get me to say such stupid things?
You're just a shade of red
You're just a shade of red
I want to talk you thru the hallways
I really think it will make all the difference
I'm painted on
I'm painted on
I'm painted on
I'm painting on the dress that you wore
I'm a picture of a stranger holding his lovely girl
I'm a mad silhouette making sure the lightings right
I'm painted on, I'm painted, I'm painting on the dress that you wore tonight
It's the last day of summer and I'm not quite really sure
I'm a butterfly outside your window
I'm painted on, I'm painted, I'm painting on
I'm painted on, I'm painted, I'm painting on the dress that you wore tonight
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Revisions
04:32
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Revisions
the science, the stillness
the falling out in the waves
the lines we drew and the limits
the spotlights on our mistakes
you've got a long way to go
you got a weightless story
put the harness on the sinner
put your harness on the rage you go go
pretend that the soul that you have
that your living
there's a way to go, way to go
now you stop to dance
to dance
that you living like there's nothing
coming around the bend
how yo start to dance
that you living
it's the way to go
now you start to dance
that your living
like there's nothing coming round round round around the been
like there's nothing coming round round round around the been
Hard time with living
sometimes it's a
harder time with revisions (revisions)
you're out of bed
and i'm having the last laugh, i guess
you're out of your head
and i'm having to last laugh i guess
I guess
it's the way that we roll
is the way we fly
we fly
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5. |
Motives
02:25
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Motives
Oh my dear, do you need to be so close, that I can hardly even breath.
And though, I know you're very very tender, these words are putting distance between us
My darling, my love, it's nothing sometimes a man just needs to get away from himself
You're checking out my story while the facts get rearranged
I'm counting down the seconds I have to get it straight
Lets stick to facts, the pertinent facts
These actions of mine are hardly indiscretions
You're seeing things, and I fear, my dear, you come undone
It's a mirror reflection of your very fragile state of mind, and would you really mind if I disappeared for a while.
You're checking out my story while the facts get rearranged
I'm counting down the seconds I have to get it straight
My heart is pure, or very very very nearly pure.
I feel we should take some time to cool off by ourselves,
- so you can come to your senses -
Does the flame in your heart really burn for me?
And your body it never really burned for me!
And now I'm getting older, now I really see.
I gave you everything
and now I need some space for myself.
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Magnetic Victoria, British Columbia
Magnetic is an electro-indie rock duo from Victoria, BC, Canada.
Mark Weiler is an
ambient/electronic artist who has quietly pumped out 9 albums worth of sweeping longing instrumental indie/electronica over the past eleven years as Magnetic. He is joined by Shane Sparks on vocals and various. Shane records under Faith, My Atheist Love.
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