1. |
Die for You
03:59
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You are the only one I love
The only pocket I could steal for
The only angel who cries for more
The only arms to hold a crumbling wall
Yours are the only songs I sing
The only dance to make my skirt swing
The only kiss to help me breathe
The only one who cares for me
Will you die for me
I would die for you
Do you love me
Like you always say you do
Will you hold me
Like you promised you would
The end is coming
But the sun is still setting and rising
Chaos as we kneel
Our minds are lost in desire
Blinded by our needs
Hands outstretched
In the fires
Yours are the only words I speak
The only sermon that forsakes me
The only voice to make me weep
That only running can save me
Will you die for me
I will die for you
Do you love me
Like you always say you do
Can you hold me
Like you promised you would
The end is coming
But the sun is still setting and rising
Chaos as we kneel
Our minds are lost in desire
Blinded by our greed
Hands outstretched
in the fire
Do you believe us now
Do you believe
Do you believe
Do you believe us now
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2. |
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Weekends are made for two
Walk into an empty room
Step in a dry tub
Pour one coffee cup
Turn up the radio
To hear a voice
Weekends are made for two
Weekends are made for two
Everyone is fucking apart from you
Saturday and Sunday
Has a lonely view
Weekends are made for two
On a sofa
Hungover
Your sins
Heavy on your shoulders
Staring at the ceiling
Wishing for a friend
Weekends are made for two
Weekends are made for two
Everyone is fucking apart from you
Saturday and Sunday
Has a lonely view
I could get a dog
Just too much shit to clean
Cats are nice
But they are never yours
No one to see
No one free
Sunshine makes a day
Feel Lonelier to me
Weekends are made for two
Weekends are made for two
Everyone is fucking apart from you
Saturday and Sunday
Has a lonely view
Weekends are made for two
Weekends are made for two
Everyone is fucking apart from you
Saturday and Sunday
Has a lonely view
Post on video
Need it visible
Like it physical
Needs are typical
She loves you, not
Your mouth is letting off
In the dark you're getting off
Post on video
Need it visible
Likes are typical
Needs are physical
He loves you, not
His mouth is letting off
In the dark he's getting off
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3. |
Joy Is Where
03:53
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You are you
I am me
Then there's we
It's complicated
You take charge
Of the life you live
I take charge of mine
Joy is Where
We want to be
Happiness
Begins within
You tell me what I want
I tell you what you need
Life has shocked us
Into silence
The prison in the mind
Is an island
Searching for meaning
No more deceiving
Release the grieving
Never stop dreaming
Joy is where
We want to be
Happiness is a state
That begins within
You tell me what I want
I tell you what you need
What happens when our fears
Escape to the outside
What happens
when our decency
is compromised
Sensitive skin
Sensitive feelings
Sensitive
Sensitive everything
Joy is where
We want to be
Happiness is a state
That begins within
You tell me what I want
I tell you what I need
You are you
I am me
Then there's we
It's complicated
You take charge
Of the life you live
I take charge of mine
Joy is where
We want to be
Happiness is a state
That begins within
I tell you what I want
You tell me what you need
Sensitive skin
Sensitive feelings
Sensitive
Sensitive everything
Joy is where
Joy is where
Joy is where
We want to be
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4. |
Should I Stay
04:36
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I know his name
Say it a hundred times as day
Dreaming
Other times I'm screaming
Opening his blinds
To let me in
Not an easy task
For me to win
Never know
How to speak his mind
Frustrated by the heart
He tries to hide
Waiting around for you
Is not on my list of things to do
I'm a little bit confused
Be cruel and help me lose
Make it easier for me to choose
Should I stay
Late home one day
Late home again and again
All because the seeds we've sown
Watch how our problems have grown
Climb into the tomb
Where we sleep
Roll onto my side
And try to think
Will myself to stroke his dick
He wakes to face the consequence
Waiting around for you
Is not on my list of things to do
I'm a little bit confused
Be cruel and help me lose
Make it easier for me to choose
Should I stay
Slim pickings on this shore
Can't take this loneliness anymore
Will as weak as draw
Hating his manly flaws
Where has my gentleman gone
No need for you to open me a door
Kind words will be the draw
Will I expect too much reward
Waiting around for you
Is not on my list of things to do
I'm a little bit confused
Be cruel and help me lose
Make it easier for me to choose
Should I stay
Should I stay
Should I stay
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Hiding crawling
Injured bleeding
Breathing silent
Hoping holding
No mistakes
Can't make mistakes
No to mistakes
Crowds are gathering
Ooh ah
Begging stealing and pissing
Ooh wee
No mistakes
No mistakes
Can't make mistakes
Earthshakes
Earthshakes
Earthshakes
Run
Earthshakes
Earthshakes
Gun
{Screams}
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6. |
Hands in Prayer
03:17
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The feelings have gone
The holy can't be heard
Machines have won
Do you know
There are hands in prayer for us
Your faith is lost
A mind is a loaded gun
And flesh became a curse
Do you know
There are hands in prayer for us
Finding meaning in life is hard
Who are the lucky ones
To know the heart
Find your way back home
A beacon is always on
Do you know
There are hands in Prayer for us
The game is on
The game is on
Who wants to win
Before it's won
Who will make mistakes
Make mistakes with grace
Do you know
There are hands in prayer for us
Finding meaning in life is hard
Who are the lucky ones
To know the heart
Find your way back home
A beacon is always on
Do you know
There are hands in Prayer for us
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AUNTT London, UK
AUNTT symbolises overcoming, getting on with it and triumph.
A singer-songwriter and guitarist who is doing it all herself, creating soulful, emotive songs that explore the mysterious truth
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