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Self Destruction
04:22
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Self Destruction is a game I play to make me feel alive.
Then I laugh at the irony, it's a simple truth, it brings my soul to life.
When I enter into carnal contracts my mind's not mine to give.
I am longing for another body, aching for someone, a dream I'll never live.
When I trigger self destruction then I feel alive,
Senses sharp and my life has purpose, and I feel alive.
Living in a heightened state is great
But I keep dying every day.
I self destruct, ambition torments me.
Waking in the morning she's the first thing on my mind,
I dig my hole a little deeper.
Mental dagger plunged into my side.
When I trigger self destruction then I feel alive,
Senses sharp and my life has purpose, and I feel alive.
Living in a heightened state is great
But I keep dying every day.
I self destruct, ambition torments me.
I love the buzz, the tears before boredom.
When I trigger self destruction then I feel alive,
Senses sharp and my life has purpose, and I feel alive.
Living in a heightened state is great
But I keep dying every day.
I self destruct, ambition torments me.
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2. |
Deal the Deck
05:10
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He answered back, insubordinate.
The abused grew a tougher hide.
She beat him down, he wondered how,
This monster stole his perfect wife.
Passwords appeared, histories cleared.
There were secrets and schemes and lies.
For she had seen, on electric screen,
Greener grass on the other side.
Deal the deck and you'll always find a nicer smile to catch your eye.
A promise sold to you of the life which you're surely due.
All those pretty strangers with their filters and their perfect hair.
Everybody's messed up, don't you know?
We all have our problems.
He had issues, she had them too,
But she couldn't admit her flaws.
A perfect girl in a messed up world,
Surely she deserved something more.
Deal the deck and you'll always find a nicer smile to catch your eye.
A promise sold to you of the life which you're surely due.
All those pretty strangers with their filters and their perfect hair.
Everybody's messed up, don't you know?
We all have our problems.
We all have problems, madness and issues,
We all wear scars carved out by our lovers,
Makeup can hide what lurks beneath the surface.
Frozen in time we're all sublime, no need to try,
Just pick a face from the deck again.
Vast, arctic silence froze their bedsheets hard,
Back turned as she swiped away.
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3. |
Exit Stage Left
03:59
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Disease and Secrets
05:13
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Disguising herself as beauty, she lit the drab hotel lobby,
On to the bar to make somebody's night.
A half-hidden music tattoo, she saw beyond the business suit.
"What's your favourite band?" His eye grew wide.
Senses heightened to the touch.
She took his hand.
I can read your mind, we're one of a kind. Why don't you come along for the ride?
The world's going to end and I need a friend. Why don't you come along for the ride?
You can look and you can touch but don't think too much.
All the time that he was inside, he never thought of disease and secrets.
Alpha She met Beta He, his longing met her charity.
The night became a legend in his life.
Into the night's neon arms. The room dissolved.
I can read your mind.....
Beauty is a treacherous thing. The rush, the drug, the ownership.
The present tense is all you can think in.
Hip to hip and synchronized. He changed inside.
I can read your mind...
Shivering alone as his sweat turned cold and driving through the fog of his guilt, he only thought of disease and secrets.
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Guardian
04:24
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'Jump over the wall', she said, 'the air is thick with souls.
Laid in their graves by mothers, lovers, we'll sit by the stones.
Trying to find out if it's true what your big sister said,
Beyond the pollen and the dirt you can smell the dead.
And if you cut your knee again I'll wipe away the blood
And hold you in the sun until our sweat becomes a flood.'
'Sit down next to me', she said 'and put these headphones on.
You need a sonic escape route from all that's going on.
Yesterday you saw somethings so terrible but true.
Calm yourself and let beautiful noise wash over you.
And if you have to cry then cry and if you have to scream,
Scream into my ear, we're alone, you won't deafen me.'
'Lock me out for good', she said, ' you're ready for this world.
You knew this time would come since you were just a little girl.
All the stars I showed you are unchanging in the skies,
You'll never be alone beneath a million watchful eyes.
You'll see my face in many strangers and on the day you die,
I will inhale your final breath and close your stinging eyes.'
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6. |
She Wanted It All
04:34
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There was a good king, loyal and kind,
His beautiful queen had an ugly mind.
Their children were spawned from his royal seed,
Family, castle, everything she needs.
But time passed...…
And soon she wanted more,
She wanted it all,
She couldn't wait for the king to fall.
The king had no enemies,
To take his life from him,
Her sex was nine tenths of the law.
She said "I will have the castle and the gold,
The princes will believe the stories that I've told,
Of an evil tyrant cold and vain,
Heartless man won't feel their arms again".
And time passed...
And soon she wanted more,
She wanted it all,
She couldn't wait for the king to fall.
The king had no enemies,
To take his life from him,
Her sex was nine tenths of the law.
The law's eyes see what SHE wants them to,
The glycerine tears hide cold, empty eyes.
Nothing is equal, a man is not a king,
His queen holds the whip in her pitiless hand.
And soon she wanted more,
She wanted it all,
She couldn't wait for the king to fall.
The king had no enemies,
To take his life from him,
Her sex was nine tenths of the law.
And soon she wanted more,
She wanted it all,
She couldn't wait for the king to die.
The king had no enemies,
To take his life from him,
The law is always on HER side..
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7. |
Something Wonderful
06:01
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8. |
Influence
04:47
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Barney Byron Northampton, UK
Welcome! Here you'll find my latest self-recorded albums.
Stylistically, it's all over the place. What starts off as
one thing often ends up as another. It's all about the songs that I seem to spend my life chasing. They occupy my mind for a while, I record them and move onto the next one. I'm hugely self conscious about them but here they are, for the world to hear if it would like to listen.
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