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Spacesuit
04:13
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And I can’t see you from your head down bellow the crowd
But I would like to say that meeting you was such a sad day for me
Meeting you was such a sad day indeed
And I can’t see you from your waist down bellow the crowd
But I would like to say that meeting you left me in dismay
You really wrecked my day
Oh and It’s hard to be feeling this sorry
Knowing that if you were caught
Then you'd be taught to run away by now
It makes me sick in my bones
That living away from home for so long
Can make me feel like this
And squash an optimist
But if you did it wouldn’t last long the vagabonds are all out to say
That being you is such a bad way to be
Being you is such a bad way indeed
And I can see it on your face now
Beneath a scowl that you can feel our pain
But being you is just a little, it’s just a little game
And it hurts to hold onto the hand that sewed
Itself to my frail grip, and my upper lip
Is red and blue by now
And I'm just gonna set in a mould
In the shape of an object that never grows old
And crumbles when it hits someone monotonous like you
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Fly
03:14
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Haunting me and all I need
It's all that I want and more
Company adds such bitter glee
But for you it's a welcomed flaw
And personally, I know that I'd rather be
Far away from the apple core
Fly, wont you fly
Cause I know you wont come back again
Fly, wont you fly
Cause I mean it when I said you're dead
I want to be what you knew I could be
Captured by the quaint and simple line
That I make your life fine
Fly, wont you fly
Cause I know you wont come back again
Fly, wont you fly
Cause I mean it when I said you're dead
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You Took My Mind
02:50
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You took my mind before I knew
Then grabbed my eyes to point at you
I thought you were an instrument
I turned you on and you just went
Out of the way? I don't recall
How we were placed against the wall
And if you try a little less
I would be safe in your interest
Sell me out
Tell me now
Do me wrong
It don't take very long
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Rhetorical Baby
04:06
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You tell me that I'm crazy
You lead me on and on
And I think it's unsavoury
To beg me for a song
It didn't take that long
My rhetorical baby
No need to ask at all
Already made your call
Already made your call
Commend you for your bravery
The startled sumner girl
But it seems time to lay the
Weight of your shoulders on the world
Me I'll be here daily
To figure out the calls
While rhetorical baby
Will do nothing at all
And me I know the way the knife can follow
Each time you ask me
And yes I know that each time it'll come hallowing
And I'm no stranger
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Dirty Pixels Auckland, New Zealand
Bedroom Stadium Pop performed by:
Ethan Moore
Dillon Feeney
Jeremy MacDonnell
Keria Paterson
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