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A Little Lost
02:56
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I'd like to try live outside the city for a while
not sure if I would get bored with how I spend my time
Smoke from the cars has maybe travelled to our hearts and left us with holes
Holes that let us question...
Who we are- Is a little lost.
And im sure its got much worse for growing up
Who we are Is a little lost
Oh my dear its clear this road it not for us.
Friends say that I should surround myself in company tonight
They criticize and get tired with how I spend my time
Distracting eyes from what its really looking like
All tricks and lies- fixing medication for...
Who we are- Is a little lost.
And im sure its got much worse for growing up
Who we are Is a little lost
Oh my dear its clear this road it not for us.
So many hight street chains- cant tell one from the other
Fought so many fights in vein- now i cant keep a lover
All my lines are complaints and i don't know any covers
oh can we save tonight- oh can we save tonight
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The Easy Life
03:28
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You and I, we're drawing circles around the same lines, the same lines.
We never sold on the easy life.
We could cross each others T’s as we catch each others eyes.
Somehow I know you’ve tried and tried.
Hey man, hell only knows- we could live anywhere like this.
Borrow your home- to the things you love you are the bricks.
You and me both- could live anywhere like this.
Pick up your bones.
'Where did the world go wrong?' I hear you say.
When could a man not choose his land or choose his working trade?
Where did the world go wrong? When came the day?
We wouldn’t pay to live like this. We cant live without our pay.
The room is lined with empty bottles that came from outside, from outside.
Cz no one can pay this bar it's price.
We hold all hopes above our heads so our lungs get soaked instead.
Our game is up if this engine dies.
Hey man, hell only knows- we could live anywhere like this.
Borrow your home- to the things you love you are the bricks.
You and me both- could live anywhere like this.
Pick up your bones.
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Shells & Stones
02:28
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So sick, I wouldn’t catch me. So tired but you wont catch me in my sleep.
I’m the one who washed the clock face clean and laughed aloud as digits faded from the cash machine.
If time is money, money is time. If time is money, no one pays mine.
Dear regret wont be chasing me for miss spent time collecting trophes.
Take some time. Drive down to the beach and pick up shells and stones to throw right back into the sea.
If time is money, money is time. If time is money, I’m not selling mine.
With time it gets better and outside just ain’t the weather for going out but we do.
Cigarettes and wine have stolen sleep from me as I’ve found trouble with my life becoming dry within this week. So cigarettes and wine have stolen sleep from me as I found trouble with my life has left me struggling to breathe.
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4. |
The Way Down
03:32
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I came too close to trading everything on the way down- the way down.
Day dreams- never sleeping anymore cos i slept right past the shore im looking for.
Where did your feet forget their place? Where did your eyes forget your face now? Your face down.
Where did your feet forget their place? Where did your tongue forget your taste now? Your taste now?
My friend we tried to hard to find ourselves a new home- a new home.
Eyes closed- sure we’ve seen this all before- been expecting nothing more.
It's not the time to set things right- just wait another night.
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No Secret; I
03:27
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No secret; I let things go too easily.
I’ve let it slide when my friends have let me down for the sake of moving on after defeat.
I think my father relates.
No secret I’ve not seen my friends in weeks.
Were not the type of friends that call each other just to speak. Just to speak.
I think my brother relates.
Don’t cut yourself short; I’ve been that way before.
You follow signs and realize that they were never yours.
Don’t run aground like I’ve run aground before.
Young brother try to hold your cards close up to your heart.
Been working nights and spending days longing for sleep.
Been picking fights with my liver and my lungs for the sake, for the sake of some relief.
I think my friends they relate.
Been working nights and ive been dressing up defeat.
Whilst my sense of wrong and right have become friends as they decide, as they decide to up and leave.
I think my demons relate.
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6. |
Lincoln
02:40
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Sixteen months Iv been away now, when I left you i was dying for change- like an overplayed tune
back then me and lincoln were through.
I carried out investigations to figure out overturned inspirations
the questions, they were leading and lead me screaming back to you.
Lincoln I won't tell a soul.
of the summer that i stole from you.
this new cities getting old
& its not my town, its not my town at all
It took me years to stop feeling cold and reproached
bigger fears- watch children sleep
I left the lights on and the engine warm
Get away again get away from it all
leave me here go find a taxi home
those last drinks were just for show
to keep us from leaving... until the doors of this place close.
familiar streets. with cobbled hills
i love this town with time to kill.
the buildings with tall windows reflect pink skies on my walk home.
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Fake Teeth
02:54
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sat there you thought about what's wrong
with the way that the wind blows the way your father did when he was young
the way no one listened when you talked must have felt like the way that I did when my car was parked
Already fucked by the things that you had seen
Already lead by examples they had you believe
Already fucked by the things that you had seen
I wish you could see it- I wish you could read
You never had an real shot- At anything you want
We could have used your hands for evidence
You never had an real shot- found me guilty for the block
could have been me- it could have been anyone
Id say you haven't thought about it much
For you it was over when the adrenaline wore off
& nothing was gained, nothing was won
but the hate & the tales of glory- you'd pass on to your son
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8. |
Little Things
03:22
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My friends they never let me down- lets find the worst bar in the town.
the three of us, well lose our senses then our keys well
jump the fences home.
forget what you learned about yourself the last few months.
this moments ours we could be anyone.
like everyone else we...
love to colour how we live
by piecing the smaller pictures.
together to make bigger pictures than they were
or ever could have been.
the little things remembered
its the little things remind us why we live
Stand outside and smoke more than we should
pretend this is what we always would
youl see us making promises
well still do this come ten years from now
and we dont lie.
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9. |
Dirty Habits
04:32
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You want a conspiracy theory, that’s no conspiracy.
Well I don’t have the slightest idea what makes you happy.
Were in trouble without wine. Its just the first time and you fall asleep on me.
But I don’t mind. Think your pretending anyway. That’s just fine.
Picked up your dirty habits on the way.
Cz smoking lets me talk to you alone.
I probably would have picked them up anyway- if im honest.
Excuses come to easy when infatuations home & girls, its home.
6 months- said you couldn’t believe it- that you’d lived here so long
And I thought that I could. Your always gone.
When you loose a track of time playing on a train line.
Well you- you know how it ends & I don’t mind watching for you.
I just hope I don’t get tied to the line.
I hope your stations empty when I’m pulling out of mine.
Ill listen with my ear to the line.
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Bad Ideas Lincoln, UK
BAD IDEAS
(2011 - 2016)
Borrowing
their name from the lyrics of an old Alkaline Trio song, BAD IDEAS is a
British punk rock group that owes as much to the youthful swagger of 90’s Brit-pop groups and guitar led indie bands as it does trans-atlantic punk rock.
www.badideasmusic.co.uk
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