1. |
The Fickle & the Crime
03:12
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2. |
Sense, My Dear
03:09
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Lost we but
we appear whole
We roam, we roam
Strapped in a carseeat
But we’re so old
Don’t know
What unfolds
You, you know I tried, tried to make it right
But all I had in my mind was a camera and a bike
But you play me like you do
Up against you my dear
Oh I come off as insincere
Oh I try
Oh I try
To make it all alright
To make you see my side
All the signs are
Painting my blood
Lost feet, can’t weep
Used to be lonely
Now lonely’s my friend
City lights
His fright
You, you know I tried, tried to make it right
But all I had in my mind was a camera and a bike
But you play me like you do
Up against you my dear
Oh I come off as insincere
Oh I try
Oh I try
To make it all alright
To make you see my side
You, you know I tried, tried to make it right
But we, you know we all, simply lack your sight
But you still play me like you do
CHORUS: Up against you my dear
Oh I come off as insincere
Oh I try
Oh I try
To make it all alright
To make you see my side
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3. |
Easy
04:46
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Tell me how
and tell me when
I'll be there waiting at the streetlight
of every end
and the story for line
you wrote off and fell to the camera of our minds
How could you?
so bitter a taste
avalanche lost in rumored dismay
I'm guarding myself
better and I
know the sweet call
I know every way you
You look down upon the seasons
they're crossing with haste
you writ every page and I know
they're not coming back
baby, please won't you try and make it easy for me
I can't
no I can't
say a thing
Darling, before you told me love was dead
I thought it well out in my head
And I don't trust you for this once
Now I find
pleasure in time
I won't be waiting at that streetlight
Not another night
No I won't hear you now
the darkness it grows but fades laughing so loud
You look down upon the seasons
they're crossing with haste
you writ every page and I know
they're not coming back
baby, please won't you try and make it easy for me
I can't
no I can't
say a thing
Darling, before you told me love was dead
I thought it well out in my head
And I don't trust you for this once
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4. |
Oh Baby
03:18
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5. |
French (Pretend)
04:28
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Grey Fyr San Jose, California
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