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No Time No Idea (虚舟)
03:09
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私を覚えていますか
遥かな昔
私はここに来ました
ええ、
それは
私だった
グラスの船に乗って
あなたたちは
私を決して忘れないでしょう
うむ
私の伝説が戻って来ました
虚舟
I’m alone
Oh if you say I’m far from home
And you know I’m still thinking bout
When I told you I’m not around I
I’m a taking heed inside the trip
No ship ain’t gonna make me leave
Leave
Running fast
Leave
Do you wish you could return up to the sky
The minute of
Oh I’m not the worst
I’m not the last
Running fast
I’m alone
Foreign country
Not my home
With no time
Tick tock
And no idea
Do you wish my dear I would return up to the sky
Hiiiiiiighhhh
I’m high
Pass it around
When you’re in the crossroads
In the moment and you hustle
And the movement that you feeling
Making obstacles appealing
Go on venture
Get on tension
Change the world with your invention
Uh
And you know I’m still thinking bout
When I told you I’m not around I
I’m a taking heed inside the trip
No ship ain’t gonna make me leave
Leave
Running fast
Leave
Do you wish you could return up to the sky
The minute of
Oh I’m not the worst
I’m not the last
Running fast
You got this far
But it’s not over yet
In fact
I
It’s just beginning
Reason
It’s on you
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2. |
MARTYR
03:05
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I wish I had something
I wish I had some him
I’m just a Martyr
He’s at the level he’s been called to be
He’s sitting at the table
At the head of the feast
And the trumpets playing Martyr
Belief is preaching Martyr
His head among the Martyr
Martyr
He Martyr
He’s at the level he’s been called to be
He’s sitting at the table
At the head of the feast
And the trumpets playing Martyr
Belief is preaching Martyr
His head among the Martyr
Martyr
He Martyr
He’s at the level he’s been called to be
He’s sitting at the table
At the head of the feast
And the trumpets playing Martyr
Belief is preaching Martyr
His head among the Martyr
Martyr
He Martyr
Ahhh
I wish I had something
Ahhh
I wish I had some him
Martyr
He’s just a Martyr
Martyr
Him
I’m just the Mother
Martyr
In the sheets I’m Holy
Holy
I’m Holy
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3. |
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There was
A girl of patience
What a
Cheap
Realization
You know
Her from the comic clone
And desalinator from the
Salt to sweet
You know your life is destined
For hear
Your music shifts the gear
So
Lay your head
On the guillotine
Axe swing a scream
Madame Antoinette
Can't see her hair where it landed and
Bottles and bottles
Can't drown out the longing
For longing you know won't solve the
P-p-problem
And she's
Falling
F-f-falling from her throne and
I'm a light holder
Of the
C-c-c-colder kind
So you
Left behind
Dark an alley
In Tokyo
I swear I waited
For a candle leading me when I
Mm washed up
虚船(うつろぶね)
砂を洗い流した
UFO彼女は彼らと一緒に寝た
but
They slept apart and she left
F-f-forever
Floating
F-f-floating far from home
And
I'm a light holder
Of a
C-c-c colder kind
This patience
P-p-p patience
Ohhhh
She's waiting
W-w-w-f-f-fading
For the fame
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4. |
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Music
Life
Before I can’t count on
Nervous
Until the same room
Every word is few
I try to keep it short
I’m just an amateur
I’m just an amateur
I
I consider myself a comfortable women
Uncomfortable now when without
And I’m just an amateur
But that’s the best kind of provocateur
We call ourselves comfortable already
With promises to keep the other comforted
I’ll try to keep it short
I’m just an amateur
But that is the
I’m just an Amateur
That’s the best kind of provocateur
Songs that need singing
Singing held us
All or nothing
It might be short
But long time coming
Suspense eats the appetite
And craving is a calling
Calling eats the sleep
And the time blocks a wall in
We’re not over
I never done this shit before
I guess it’s a
I guess a virgins song allure
Be a poem for an Amateur
Is that why you came boy
After you came boy
Cause you want some
Not for the song
I guess I
We’re not over
I never done this shit before
Be a poem for an amateur
I guess a virgins amateur
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5. |
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Surreal
Curiosity
Like a plum picked from an apple tree
There were somethings
Somethings
Somethings
I learnt without you
But the most things
Most things
Most things
We’re missing you
Something I grew up with
Something I grew up without
Dad
Da-Da-Da
Dad
Something I’ll grow up without
Someone I’ll grow up with Dad
Someone I’ll grow up without
Dad
Well if there’s something I’ll grow up with
Is that you taught me to question everything in front of
My eyes
So why don’t you take the same advice
Instead of
Running Blind
Injecting the cool aid
You were once so cool
Aye
And you’ll be someone he or she will grow up without
You’ll be someone they grow up without
If we’re all stone stuck skipping edge
Can I get to the part you’re not there
Dead
There were somethings
Somethings
Somethings
I learnt without you
But the most things
Most things
Most things
We’re missing you
Something I grew up with
Something I grew up without
Dad
Da-Da-Da
Dad
Something I’ll grow up without
Someone I’ll grow up with
That I’ll grow up without
Dad
You hear me now
Do you hear me now
Father Father I have to dispute
This girl has daddy issues
At least show a girl who wears the wig of the family
That if you’ll jump you’ll…
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6. |
Maiden Name (Tradition)
08:33
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Up here in the sky
Scape a lo-fi stoner cage you and
Up here in the sky
Scape a lo-fi stoner cage you and I
My maiden name ain’t to be taken
For granted in this town of
Holy
Tradition
Tradition
I saw it with my own eyes
二十二日、二月
アイ
常陸
海
彼女
喋れない
でも
知りたい文章は
兎園小説
漂流紀集
梅の塵
どうぞ
自分で読んでみて
This record of Goldstar
You looking at you see
While Utsuro Bune floating out at sea
Curls dropping down this wig
Be the chrome aliens
Up here in the sky
Scape a lo-fi stoner cage you and I
You and I
My maiden name ain’t to be
Fucked with
I come from the planet
What if
You never looked up to the stars
And realised that you’re apart of
Tradition
Tradition
Tradition
Tradition
Tradition
Tradition
Tradition
Tradition
Alone
In this
Apart
Ment
It was meant to be
Temporary
Kept by
Phew
Woah
No
I guess it’s back
To my
Maiden name
Phew
Woah
No
I guess it’s back
It’s back to my
Maiden name
We took too long
We took too long
To leave
Sweat on my sleeve
Together was a plan in the Porsche
Hit a friend
But
Phew
Woah
No
I guess
It’s back to my
Maiden name
It’s back to my
Maiden name
It’s back to my
Maiden name
And it’s back to my
Maiden name
All I got
Of us
And all I got is a photo frame
Of us
And all I got is a photo frame
Is waiting for
Of us
It’s back to my
Maiden name
All I got is a photo frame
Of us
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