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I'm Worth More Than This
04:32
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Seinfeld Street
03:57
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3. |
Hung Us Out To Dry
04:49
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On the roof above Hyde Park
Peering at her weather glass
Prim and proud with purposeful air
Plots her graph so unaware
That she's misread the signs
We thought she was being kind
She's come and joined our side
And hung us out to dry
Hangs her head, she knows it's true
She just wants to be close to you
But she's misread the signs
We thought she was being kind
She's come and joined our side
And hung us out to dry
She's come and joined our side
And hung us out
No I'm not ready for this moment
Well I'm not prepared to die for you
You have left us in the open with nowhere to hide
There's nowhere to hide
Now she's stood upon the ledge
Before we can choose revenge
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4. |
Something Over Me
03:20
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I'm driving round again
Don't see the lights turn red
I'm going way too fast
You're always in my head
And now I've stalled the car
I can't keep it together
When I come home to you
You make me feel so strange
Oh yeah you're deep inside
And I can't pull away
Oh God I want to run
But in your arms I remember
(You've something over me)
Oh you're under my skin
(Something over me)
Hear you rule from within
(Something over me)
Your call has got so loud
I can't drown you out
When I lift my head I set of your alarms
You invade my body and I'm unarmed
Wake up on the floor and cannot remember
(Something over me)
Oh you're under my skin
(Something over me)
Hear you rule from within
(Something over me)
Your call has got so loud
(Something over me)
Oh I hear you dictate
(Something over me)
Cause my every mistake
(Something over me)
Then you flood my brain with the doubt
I can't drown you out
On the outside I'm just cross
On the inside I'm so lost
I wish I had a way I could prove to the world what's really been going on
And then everyone can see
This pain inside of me
Oh, oh
(Something over me)
(Something over me)
(Something over me)
Oh you're under my skin
(Something over me)
Hear you rule from within
(Something over me)
Your call has got so loud
I can't drown you out
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5. |
Definition
04:10
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Why do all these roads just lead to nowhere
And all my dreams just turn to dust?
I watch them empty out their pockets
As this old bucket turns to rust
Oh, Ooh, Ooh
I wanna be the one that’s getting on
I wanna be the one that’s getting on
Oh, Ooh, Ooh,
Why does definition never come?
Will my definition ever come?
Standing still is easy ’til you’ve had enough
Like a statue in the park
I watch them living out their daydreams
Whilst mine remain inside my heart
Ooh, Ooh
I wanna be the one that’s getting on
I wanna be the one that’s getting on
Oh, Ooh, Ooh
Why does definition never come?
Will my definition ever come?
It’s getting late, no time to waste
But you’re running round in circles and not getting any closer
Oh it’s such a shame, we’re all the same
Caught up in the human race your body’s getting older
Oh it’s getting late. no time to waste
But you’re running round in circles and not getting any closer
Oh it’s such a shame, we’re all the same
Caught up in the human race your body’s getting older
Oh it’s getting late. no time to waste
But you’re running round in circles and not getting any closer
Oh it’s such a shame, we’re all the same
Caught up in the human race your body’s getting older
Oh it’s getting late. no time to waste
But you’re running round in circles and not getting any closer
Oh it’s such a shame, we’re all the same
Caught up in the human race your body’s getting older
Ooh, Ooh
I wanna be the one that’s getting on
I wanna be the one that’s getting on
Oh, Ooh, Ooh
Why does definition never come?
Will my definition ever come?
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6. |
In My Blood
04:04
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I’m in the bunker
Whilst heavy hunter
Light up a snakeskin sky
She’s at the window
Watching the disco
Learning we all have to die
(In my blood)
The Gods are waking up
(In my blood)
Turning my house to dust
(In my blood)
Watching my life erupt
(In my blood, in my blood)
That’s where the damp gets in
(In my blood)
That’s where the end begins
He made the H-bomb
Created sit-com
Now hear him curl with pain
Falling forwards
He’s breathing awkward
Help him find a vein
(In my blood)
The Gods are waking up
(In my blood)
Turning my house to dust
(In my blood)
Watching my life erupt
(In my blood, in my blood)
That’s where the damp gets in
(In my blood)
That’s where the end begins
They seek
The scent of his last breath
We must never comprehend
Comprehend
Oh
(In my blood)
The Gods are waking us
(In my blood)
Commanding that we’re crushed
(In my blood)
You can taste the rust
That’s in my blood
In my blood
(In my blood)
There’s something more than us
(In my blood)
Turning my house to dust
(In my blood)
Watching my life erupt
That’s where the plans have been
Go tell your next of kin
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7. |
The Reason I Hide
05:44
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Her laughter's singing through my bones
Our love could fill the air
We go down to the riverbed
Then I tell her my loudest prayer
She just stands unflinching
Like I've just turned to dust
I watch her spirit twisting
As illusion starts to rust
The illusion starts to rust
You are a ghost inside
You are the coldest star
The reason I hide
The reason I hide
She stuffs me in her pocket
I'm tame if I'm kept down
She throws me in the riverbed
Then she leaves me without a sound
How she leaves without a sound
Oh you are a ghost inside
Oh you are the coldest star
The reason I hide
The reason I hide
Truth is hard to face
But someone's in your place
You would never watch me fall
I though I loved you
I'm not sure that I do
I'm not sure I know you at all
(I don't know)
(I don't know)
(I don't know)
(I don't know)
(Don't know you)
(Don't know you)
(I don't know you)
Oh you are a ghost inside
Oh you are the coldest star
The reason I hide
The reason I hide
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8. |
Words of Love
03:43
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I am an honest man
My invitation's pure
My conversation is secure
Your words are innocent
So when you catch my eye
Why do you leave me petrified ?
Oh
It seems so strange
How the words of love deceive
Who am I to say what they mean?
Two thousand years ago
Men wrote a book of love
They had intentions of their own
The hands of history
Are pushing words downstream
Meanings corrode like flesh and bone
Oh
It seems so strange
How the words of love deceive
Who am I to say what they mean?
Words casting out a spell
Making me question myself
Making me wish I was someone else
You make me ooh
It seems so strange
How the words of love deceive
Who am I to say what they mean?
I cannot say what they mean
I cannot say
If that's what you mean
Well I must not say
Well I will not say
I cannot say
When it's what you mean
Well I will not say
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9. |
You Make Me Happy
05:53
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Henry Bateman England, UK
Henry Bateman is a songwriter, guitarist, and vocalist from Gloucestershire, currently based in
Leeds.
"Not so much a breath of fresh air - more a full force musical gale that
lifts you to places you didn't know existed. A very extraordinarily gifted
young man; one of the coming musical generation's front-runners in the
making" - John Drummond (Promoter for Brewery Blues, Cirencester)
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