1. |
Flashing Lights
03:18
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There's something moving in the water,
I don't feel safe in my shoes,
They're gonna weigh me down,
How close am I to the ground?
I'll drown,
Cos everything is upside down,
So hold me now,
Help me get it out
Stop breathing,
Deleting all my memory,
Now all I see are flashing lights everywhere,
I've been seeing things,
It's confusing me
Flashing lights,
Running scared,
I've been seeing things,
It's confusing me
You're so blind to everything that I've been doing right,
Hold tight,
My mind is not in time with life
Stop breathing,
deleting all my energy
Now all I see are flashing lights everywhere
I've been seeing things
It's confusing me
Flashing Lights,
Running scared,
I've been seeing things,
It's confusing me
Stop breathing,
Delete me.
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2. |
Dislocate
02:17
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Draw me out of my empty still,
Scream at me,
"This is what you built."
I know that this amnesia has been so convenient,
Why do I wake up like this?
Like this.
Dislocate my silent space,
With all your noises on parade,
I try to feel again,
But my display is past it's best.
So fade away with me from this haze of grey,
That suffocates my day.
I've been nailing a sign above my head,
No fucking sleeping in this bed.
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3. |
My Worst
03:54
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Something's eating me
Do I taste of anything?
I'm heading face first into your grinding teeth,
Sweet relief
Someone's talking to me,
The voice is so familiar,
I know you're not there really,
You feel really real to me.
I thought all the time was wasted,
Now you've left my space,
It's lost its touch
I'm starting to slur,
You only ever see me at my worst,
Forgive me if I've forgotten how to speak,
You're the first person I've seen this week,
I've been trying to sleep.
I keep telling myself that it's a hobby not a habit,
But I still lie awake wishing that I didn't have it.
I thought all the time was wasted,
Now you've left my space,
It's lost its touch
I'm starting to slur,
You only ever see me at my worst,
Forgive me if I've forgotten how to speak,
You're the first person I've seen this week,
I've been trying to sleep.
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4. |
Missing Everything
03:51
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Idly and quietly I flow
from one disaster to the next
When you’re this numb it’s hard to know
That you’re just sleeping in the mess
‘’Stop being fragile porcelain
you are missing everything
Nothing you’re saying is making sense
you need to stop sleeping in the mess.’’
You are the morning cloudless sky
when it’s been raining all night
hear my fractured cry
Stay a little while
Do you wish you were talking to someone else?
If it wasn’t for this phone call, I think I might kill myself
You are the morning cloudless sky
when it’s been raining all night
hear my fractured cry
Stay a little while
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5. |
Clouds
03:35
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What's your next direction,
Do you know what you wanna be?
A frail and worn infection with a talent for apathy
And getting by,
By getting high,
And closing eyes.
So we dance and jump around,
I wanna float forever,
In that kinder cloud.
I'm not even here anymore,
We can go anywhere without ever leaving,
I need to stop dreaming of you.
My eyes might be burning,
Fingers are numb,
The throbbing in my chest is kinda fun.
Now I'm just checking in,
I've lost myself again,
Where have I gone this time?
Breathing in,
I wish that I was thin like I was,
I wanna forget it all.
So long since we jumped around,
I wanna float forever,
In that kinder cloud.
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Fading Blonde Nottingham, UK
Fading Blonde are an eclectic alternative rock band from Nottingham, UK and since forming in 2018, they have released two singles, both of which have featured on BBC Introducing in The East Midlands. Their debut EP 'Missing Everything' was released in April 2019 and features five songs, including popular singles, 'My Worst' and 'Flashing Lights'. ... more
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