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All Nice (On Ice)
03:07
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If you're an immaculate conception then I'm the definition of beauty
Who do you really think you're kidding?
Staring at the sun harvesting
Gorgeous resting smiles
Staring at the sun harvesting
We all died in 2005
Changing our lost minds
It's all nice
On ice
Waited all night
Lost in the sky
Frozen in shaking eyes
Freeze frame dice
We all died in 2005
Changing our lost minds
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Sunshine (Worthless)
02:04
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It's Vegas or bust
Late again is the bus
Delayed by sand and dust
Fine wine, flowers pressed inside
Fine wine, flowers pressed inside
My pride isn't worth it
Still baby please don't hurt it
I've always been worthless
I guess the sun still shines
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Teenage cacophony, a chemical inbalance
Drinking blood on your throne out of a golden chalice
What is life really like in your ivory palace?
Vines spread down cracked walls without any malice
Are you ill at ease?
I'm on my knees praying for things I don't even believe in
Pebbles under microscopes washing up on the beach
Behind her eyes she's walking Paris streets
She's always haunted by ghosts she can't see
Spirits drifting on rafts down the Mississippi
Are you ill at ease?
I'm on my knees praying for things I don't even believe in
Can these angels see through human eyes?
Empathy possessed without a thin guise
Electricity in her skull behind a veil lies
A funeral pyre infested with mice
A funeral pyre infested with mice
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4. |
I've Had It
03:24
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Laugh Track
04:23
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We've all got thoughts not worth capture
Worried about sales and the impending rapture
Your belief in a God once a comfort now holds you captive
Inarticulate teenage sycophants long lost brother
Kicking against the bastards shrinking heads for display
And fruitlessly drenching walls in paint in downpouring rain
Climbing to the roofs- a humorless divide
They're syncing a laughtrack to films of taken lives
Can't you see? It's fairly funny
Jumped in a car that's barely running
It's a dollar each til the very end
Decrepit train running deep through swampland
Eaten by gnats and flies, eaten by gnats and flies
Taking in pills, gouging out their eyes
You don't have the right!
Burning under hear of bright blue lights
Lack of ambition and drive
Deceptive thoughts padlocked inside
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6. |
Go Now
02:15
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Maybe I should go now
Too scared to leave the house
You're afraid I'll change
I'm scared cos it's the same
So scared that it's the same
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In Check
04:01
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The end of all things does not end everything
The end of all things does not end everything
Your yard overwhelmed with weeds
Fallen leaves scattered on the sidewalk by the wind
They always makedamnsure you won't ever win
A restless cry baby with real thin skin
They always makedamnsure you won't ever win
Keep your misery in check just so I can go cash this check
Some girl who knows she's next blows it all on lines of white
Lined up like birds in a row singing all night
Trapped up on my telephone wire
You're an employee I never hired
Despite these flaws I've never been fired
Spent it all on this game and still always tired
I can see it in your eyes- so fucking wired
Dug my rut deep enough
I've never been higher
Keep your misery in check just so I can go cash this check
Some girl who knows she's next blows it all on lines of white
Lined up like birds in a row singing all night
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Phrases/Phases
02:27
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Nothing's running in this night time town
Apparitions in the alley with unsettling sound
Dawn sun states his case, before he guns you down
Nothing's running in this night time town
Borrowed lines, thoughts and phrases
Borrowed time, but inspired phases
Can't believe you felt you even had to say this
Picking through patchwork quilts and mazes
Nothing's running in this night time town
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Atmospheric Pressure
04:22
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I've got friends in and out of these walls
Someday I'll be the ghost who roams these halls
In this town it's always fall
Either too cold, too hot, or nothing at all
In a low and lonely place
Hidden in plain sight
Yeah yeah yeah yeah- exhaled sigh
Your fading high, your grinning face
In a low and lonely place
Spirits exhaled like breath through
Gaping mouths
Unsettling uncertainty
The reversal of sound
I've got friends
In and out of these walls
I've got friends
No where at all
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Ink Stains
05:13
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The thrill of the chase wears off
And I'm bored and in the same place as before
Slam the door in my face
Tender ink stains
Where have you been all this time?
Where have you been my whole life?
Where have you been all this time?
Where have I been your whole life?
Static in rows
Running in place
The blonde hair that frames your face
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Static in rows
Running in place
The blonde hair that frames your face
I'm from a different time, but the same exact place
If it's all the same, I'm thinking that I'll stay
If it's all the same, I think that I'll stay
If it's all the same
I will stick out my tongue and steal the show
Try to eclipse the whole fucking world
Dear God, won't you answer my prayers?
The very least is all I can bear to bear
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IJ Morrison Moline, Illinois
Ian Morrison's solo projects live here
New LIVE SEX ACTS album coming very soon! Look for @livesexacts on instagram for updates.
Writing for the next acoustic album in progress as well.
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