A Octobre

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U & I

U & I     U & I
We’re known

U & I     U & I
We’re known

Let’s get known
Let’s come clean

Because
U & I     U & I
We’re an island
I can’t swim, you can’t sail away

From this
We’re together

U & I, right?
U & I, right?

We’re an island, we’re an island
We’re an island, we’re an island

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Arctic

My heart is arctic cold
My heart is arctic cold

The bitter chill is killing all the feeling in my chest
I wish the winter storm would end and thaw this emptiness

My heart is arctic cold
My hollow heart is arctic cold

The frost is melting slowly, ice is dripping into a cup
I think I’ll drink that water down, before it freezes back up

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Hide and Seek

Eyes, swollen eyes
It’s ugly under this
It’s ugly under this

Eyes, swollen eyes
It’s ugly under this
The sheets are still a mess

You can’t catch me
Come and find me

You’re gonna be a rock ‘n’ roll star
You’re gonna be a millionaire
You’re gonna be a rock ‘n’ roll star
You’re gonna marry every girl

And I’ll sew my eyes shut
And I’ll lock them with a key
And I’ll soak this air up
And I’ll spit it like a seed

You can’t catch me!

Eyes, swollen eyes
It’s ugly under this
This place is such a mess

Eyes, fading eyes
They’re empty enemies
Your empty enemies

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Delay

All my friends are lined up at the station
All my friends are waiting to be worn
Like sneakers side by side along the avenue

All my friends are looking for the ticket
All my friends are looking for a drink
Their feet are bare and tired and waiting to arrive

And this delay feels like a waistband suffocating
A beaten bible, from a groom who leaves his bride

All my friends are lined up at the station
All my friends are looking for a ride
They’re sick and tired of being in the driver’s seat

All my friends, they’re looking for the answers
They’re written pages ready to be read
From letters sealed and stamped and waiting to arrive

And this delay feels like a waistband suffocating
A beaten bible, from a groom who leaves his bride

All these things undone, they’ll fall away
If all these things undone, they’d fall away

All my friends are lined up at the station
All my friends are waiting to be worn
Like sneakers side by side along the avenue

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