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Loves Me Hates Me
04:26
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I can hear our voices as they echo off the wall
I can see my fingers on the carpet as I crawl
Toward his scent which lingers in my bed
His final words keep ringing in my head
A love I can't exhume
Fading in my empty womb
Making space where there's no room
Seals my doom
Chorus:
He loves me. He hates me. He takes my soul.
He warms me. He cools me. He leaves me cold.
He fills me. He drains me. He leaves me dry.
He tastes me. Consumes me. Then he spits me out.
I can feel his body pressed against me as I fall
Deep in the abyss that stretches out before me now
This is love that I cannot escape
Running to what I know is unsafe
A heart I can't exhume
Fading in my empty womb
Making space where there's no room
Seals my doom
Chorus...
I can see our faces etched like paintings on the wall
I can see my lifetime pass before me as I crawl
Toward the scent that lingers in my bed
Feel the pressure building in my head
My heart I can't exhume
Fading in my empty womb
Making space where there's no room
Seals my doom
Chorus (Repeat)...
© Bruce Bell
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Vanishing
03:05
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Alone with her memory – Frozen in time
I look in her blue eyes – I recognize as mine
I was there for her first steps – I was there for her last
I try to recapture – The years that went so fast
Chorus:
She's the reason for living
The reason to die
The reason to go on
Vanishing inside
Her room's as she left it – I can't step in the door
A few crumpled pictures – I wish I'd taken more
I raise my fist in anger – At a God who could be so cruel
Knowing it's not his fault, not mine nor hers nor yours
Chorus...
© Bruce Bell
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Alive
03:41
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Sometimes it's kind of nice to sit alone,
Lost in thought, on your own.
Picturing how it could be
If you were here with me.
Sometimes it's kind of cool to be afraid
Feel your loss, sleep all day.
Shutting out all those around
Sinking farther down.
Chorus:
It guides in all that I see.
In everything I can be.
Anything I like.
Reminds me I can be free.
Because the pain inside me,
I can feel alive.
Sometimes it's kind of rich to stare in space,
Wander round, lose your place
And then find your way back home,
Just to be alone.
Sometimes it's rather kind for you to leave
Angry faced, threaten me
That you're never coming home.
Leave me alone.
Chorus...
Chorus...
© Bruce Bell
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4. |
Disconnect
03:18
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Praying for my absolution
My sins written on the wall
Reaching out to find a cushion
To break my fall
Made aware of all my failings
Glaring me straight in the eye
Leaned too far over the railing
I'll be die
Chorus:
Breaking free from you
Ain't no idle threat
Next time you're passing through
Baby, I'm disconnect
Stuck out in the dead of winter
Sucking hind tit over you
Left alone to face the blizzard
Turning blue
You could fly me to heaven
Instead you drive me to hell
This might be purgatory
But who can tell
Chorus...
© Bruce Bell
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Gravy
03:19
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He's incognito. He's a vapor in my dreams.
Can't seem to touch him. But he's more real than he seems.
He's like a jigsaw puzzle, pieces interlock.
He tries to make me be what I should when I'm not.
But then I hear his voices calling from the grave.
An ethereal whisper on the crest of his air waves.
Chorus:
He's worked for years and years and years and years to save me.
He gives me all I need, everything else is gravy.
His glow, it captivates my mind. I can't let go.
Held by his tentacles, he pulls me down below.
I give him all I have. There's nothing more to take.
He lulls me into sleep from which I never wake.
He tells me who I should have for my president.
He's more than eyes and ears; my sixth and seventh sense.
Chorus...
He's incognito. He's a whisper in my dreams.
Can't seem to touch him, but he's closer than he seems.
And when I hear his voices calling from the grave.
I stand with outstretched arms, take hold of his air waves.
Chorus...
© Bruce Bell
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