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Fumes
04:20
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Hollow memories hide under my skin.
They're keeping me out, but they're letting you in.
I'm waging war, on the end of my time with you.
Why're you staring at me, when you see right through.
Could learning to love, just be biting the dust?
In the end, I've only begun.
Fumes, our love is burning all I knew baby, oooh.
And I'm high off the, Fumes, you lit the fire I was the fuse baby, oooh.
If space and time were friends of mine.
I would let them know you changed your mind.
Could learning to love, just be biting the dust?
In the end, I've only begun.
Fumes, our love is burning all I knew baby, oooh.
And I'm high off the fumes, you lit the fire I was the fuse baby, oooh.
And I'm high off the fumes, our love is burning all I knew baby, oooh.
Got nothing left to lose, Fumes, you lit the fire I was the fuse baby, oooh.
Without you I don't feel anything, I'm insane you are my remedy.
Without you I don't feel anything, I'm insane you are my remedy.
Fumes, our love is burning all I knew baby, oooh.
And I'm high off the fumes, you lit the fire I was the fuse baby, oooh.
And I'm high off the fumes, our love is burning all I knew baby, oooh.
Got nothing left to lose, Fumes, you lit the fire I was the fuse baby, oooh.
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Trouble
03:31
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Take your time, there's no rushing here.
Let your empty mind, fill the atmosphere.
And you can close your eyes, watch it disappear.
You don't know the burden that I need, to be aware.
Trouble, trouble on my mind.
It's been made up, of things I can't decide.
Let it go, the thing that keeps you holding on.
You don't need it where we're going, oh no.
Get lost at sea, get lost with me.
We can drown our sorrows in the deep.
Trouble, trouble on my mind.
It's been made up, of things I can't decide.
Trouble, trouble on my mind.
It's been made up, of things I can't decide.
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The Wild West
03:29
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Blood is thick, but so is oil.
We're digging graves to replace what came from the soil.
All around, bombs are falling down.
Where we're standing we will never hear the sound.
In the wild, wild west.
In the wild, wild west.
In the wild, wild west.
In the wild, wild west.
Genocides, and stolen land.
Are what you're building on for future business plans.
Twisted news, and poisonous food.
Money's the only thing that people understand.
In the wild, wild west.
In the wild, wild west.
In the wild, wild west.
In the wild, wild west.
Screens become our friends.
We're chasing likes and trends.
The madness has no end.
What will we do next?
In the wild, wild west.
In the wild, in the wild, in the wild west.
In the wild, wild west.
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The Root of all Evil
03:46
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Killing time, while it kills me.
On my own, but never alone.
All I've saved, all I've spent.
Born in Hell, but Heaven sent.
The sunlight just can't keep me warm, anymore.
I feel like I'm less than before, but with more.
Being poor, so I'm told.
Turns these coins, to more than gold.
The sunlight just can't keep me warm, anymore.
I feel like I'm less than before, but with more.
The sunlight just can't keep me warm, anymore.
I feel like I'm less than before, but with more.
Now I've seen the face behind.
No price too high.
It's the root, it's the root of all, evil.
It's the root, it's the root of all, evil.
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Nation Wellington, New Zealand
The journey of a young soulful songwriter travelling the land of Aotearoa.
His adventure
fates him amidst the company of a fabled guitarist of wicked speed & mythical skill, a jazz-hot drummer who can warp time itself & a bass playing guru who lost himself in the groove long ago.
A spell casting manager and the trustiest-steed-of-a-sound-man help this fusion of an outfit fly the banner NATION.
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