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Should’ve Warned Ya
03:19
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We were shaking up the Airstream
Underneath the moonbeams
Shining through those red trees
Right before I leave ya
Yeah you took me down Sonoma Coast
Cliffside champagne toasts
Oh baby you do the most
Right before I leave ya
And I'm already wishing I was right back in California
Yeah I started thinking that maybe I should've warned ya
That I'm gonna live fast and I'm gonna die long before ya
So do you wanna meet me back on west side shores yeah?
Round trip from SF Bay
One hell of a third date
Somehow we missed the Golden Gate
Right before I leave ya
So high on this Cali dream
Tongue-tied, I can barely eat
Boy you make a fool out of me
Right before I leave ya
And I'm already wishing I was right back in California
Yeah I started thinking that maybe I should've warned ya
That I'm gonna live fast and I'm gonna die long before ya
So do you wanna meet me back on west side shores yeah?
This has gone farther than either of us thought that it would
I can see you wondering when am I gonna leave for good
Hearts are bound to break when they beat too fast
Boy I couldn't tell you what's meant to last
So we should, we should, we should
Go on wishing I was right back in California
Please don't listen if ever I try to warn ya
That I'm gonna live fast and I'm gonna die long before ya
So do you wanna meet me back
Said do you wanna meet me back
Do you wanna meet me back on the west side shores?
Yeah?
In LA?
Hey
In LA
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2. |
Devil Makes 3
03:23
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How do you take those bones
Keep 'em close, keep 'em shining
Caged around a heart so cold
A heart so broke, a heart that's pining?
How do you keep losing fights so well?
See, you can't hide, bruising bright, so tell me
Tell me, tell me how can you steal then sell me?
Again the devil won't speak now
Our sins are too dark to wash out
You know he's dragging us both down
Better burn than drown
How do you make the bad look so good
Covered in ash and soot?
Thinking 'bout what we had and what you took
And now what's gone for good
Preaching man's teaching ways
Just can't seem to breach the haze
Prays and prays for days and days
To each his own to ease his pain
Again the devil won't speak now
Our sins are too dark to wash out
You know he's dragging us both down
Tried to love, tried to hate, tried my best
To appreciate the way the days fade by
I find it harder and harder the smarter you are
The farther am I
Your fruit's so sweet to eat but it hurts to bite
Whether the flames of the fire or the waves of the water
I'll surely die
Again the devil won't speak now
Our sins are too dark to wash out
You know he's dragging us both down
Babe I love it when you lie like that
Cool blade sliding down my cold, pale back
"Who played who?" both you and I ask and ask and ask
Again the devil won't speak now
Our sins are too dark to wash out
Know we dragged ourselves down
We either burn or we drown
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3. |
Venice
05:05
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If the water's too cold
Better build yourself a boat to live
Surviving for the soul
But I'm old enough to know
The two of us won't fit
Never going slow
Feeling low, trying to cope
So I drove to the coast
With the hopes to get out of here
Then I saw your face just a little late
Tried to make a change but I stayed
'Til our fate faded out of fear
Wish that you had taken the wheel now
Didn't know which way to steer or how
If only you had taken the wheel
'Cause now it's too cold
If the air is too thin
Try to breathe a little in to last
Slowing down your veins
Pumping in the pain
From both of our lives' past
Never going slow
Feeling low, trying to cope
So I drove to the coast
With the hopes to get out of here
Then I saw your face just a little late
Tried to make a change but I stayed
'Til our fate faded out of fear
Wish that you had taken the wheel now
Didn't know which way to steer or how
If only you had taken the wheel
'Cause now it's too cold
If the water's too cold
Better build yourself a boat to live
Surviving for the soul
But I'm old enough to know
The two of us won't fit
And I guess that's what you get
When you go to Venice
In the wintertime
It's beautiful and it's cold
So you're still gonna freeze your toes
It's beautiful and there's hope
But you're still gonna leave alone
And I guess that's what you get
When you go to Venice
In the wintertime
It's beautiful and it's cold
So you're still gonna freeze your toes
It's beautiful and there's hope
But you're still gonna leave alone
You're still gonna leave alone
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4. |
Tomb
02:13
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Today is looking pretty gray
I got no work, I got no pay
I’m lying on the floor
With my ear to the door
Wishing you were here
Wishing there was more
I think about you
The time that we lose
I think about the end
I think about my tomb
Been playing with a beast
Instead of praying to the Lord
Bring me to the feast
I’ll still eat more
And it won’t be sunny
Until I get my way
Let you lick me like honey
If you can sell my name
Been playing with a beast
Instead of praying to the Lord
Bring me to the feast
I still need more
And it won’t be sunny
And I won’t be saved
But you can lick me like honey
If you can sell my grave
Today is looking pretty gray
I got no work, I got no pay
I’m lying on the floor
With my ear to the door
Wishing you were here
Wishing there was more
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