1. |
Surface Level
03:24
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I'll give you surface level connection that you thought was deep.
And these first sight love impressions are all yours to keep.
And I know I'm not kicking the habit anytime soon...
At the door I break myself apart
When Too Much Fun is on the cards
The part of me that keeps me in check
And the first-time-fuse can't be relit
If it did it wouldn't feel as good as it did
Some want it more than others
And this problem I'll personify as her
She's taking time to get it all in line
My attention span is lengthened for a while
I know it lasts just for the night
I know it lasts just for the night
My involvement in indulgence is involuntary
And this trademark false affection you fail to see
I know I haven't kicked it yet
I know I haven't kicked it yet
At the door I break myself apart
When Too Much Fun is on the cards
The part of me that knows when to say when
'Cause when you start it's hard to stop
And I never thought I'd be this dumb
But I want it more than others
This problem I'll personify as her
She's taking time to get it all in line
My attention span is lengthened for a while
I know it lasts just for the night
I know it lasts just for the night
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2. |
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Why don't we talk about it?
(We do. We do.)
It's so easy here inside a digital dreams
People talk people reply whenever they please.
I found myself giving up my needs and intentions
Too late before I realised
The physical I trade for an obsession
that left me to my own device
You know what I mean, don't you?
So here's this groove I got for you
And it's not gonna make any sense until you move
So here's this groove I got for you
And it's not gonna make any sense until you
Get out on the floor
And disappear in the dark
C'mon take a chance!
I left behind all my troubles
Out on the floor
Here on the edge
I'm not gonna stop 'til I fall
Why don't we talk about it?
(We do. We do)
It's so easy here inside a digital dream
People don't look you in the eye to see what you mean
I found myself giving up my time and attention
To people I don't know or love
The stars of the feed hungry for attention
Their yesterday's the now for us
You know what I mean, don't you?
So here's this groove I got for you
And it's not gonna make any sense until you're
Out on the floor
And disappear in the dark
C'mon take a chance!
I left behind all my troubles
Out on the floor
Here on the edge
I'm not gonna stop 'til I fall
Out on the floor
In the dark we discover
What we had missed
Searching for someone other
Out on the floor
Here on the edge
I'm not gonna stop 'til I fall
I fall
I fall
I fall
Why don't we talk about it?
(We do. We do.)
You know what I mean, don't you?
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3. |
Just You And Me
04:22
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4. |
Find Your Dark Corner
04:01
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It’s always here,
It’s just another state of mind
Leave when you want
Oh, we want you here!
In between the beats
Oh it’s like it’s on repeat
It’s so life-like, what they’re selling.
Were you on either side of the moment?
Heavy breathing underneath
Sweat dripping on the sheets
Or you can dive down
Take a dip
Find your dark corner
Further down
Just another sip
Enough to give your shaking shadow
A sense of slow
Spending lifetimes wondering,
Surely it gets better than this.
I had my eye firmly fixed on the stereotype
I’m dancing double helix
Inseparably apart
Inseparably apart
It’s always here
it’s just another state of mind
leave when you want
Oh, we want you here!
In between the beats
Now it’s sounding on repeat.
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