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Turin Brakes lyrics
Album: The Optimist [2001]
| Feeling Oblivion | |
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Feeling oblivion
Turin brakes
Cubscouts are screaming,
Needing icescreaming & all the pleasures of June
I’m in a parked car
Flowers seem friendly & people in hall ways fill rooms.
Now it is night time maybe we’re cruising avoiding the anti-cruise.
Oh I don’t really know where we are.
If things get real promise to take me somewhere else,
By the time fear takes me over will we still be rolling & feeling oblivion.
Once in a while now the lie in the laughter can burn through a hole in my ears,
Like a man with glasses catching a sunbeam and burning the skin of a kid.
Hypereal fragments disturbing the stagnants of almighty fear.
Well I’ll just go under the water.
If things get real promise to take me somewhere else,
By the time fear takes me over will we still be rolling & feeling oblivion.
So don’t leave me here on my own.
So don’t leave me here on my own.
If things get real promise to take me somewhere else,
By the time fear takes me over will we still be rolling & feeling oblivion.
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| Emergency 72 | |
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Well all my colours bleed for you
Can't you see them running?
My hazy hills glow green for you
You could just call me, you know?
On my mobile number cause I'm always in
And I was just thinking about you on emergency
72 72 72 yeah
Well all my lust comes down to dust
Can't you see it crumbling?
My hazy hill come down to rust
But you could call me, you know? mmmm
You're pulling me out of this whirlpool
Your making me breathe again
And I was just thinking about you on emergency
72 72 72 yeah
And I just can't forget 72
And I just can't forget
72 72 72 72 72 72 yeah 72 72 72 72 72 72 yeah
72 72 72 72 72 72 yeah 72 72 72 72 72 72 yeah 72
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| Future Boy | |
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So Future Boy where are you from?
My time machine crashed over yonder
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| The Door | |
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So take the fast road and get goin now
Before you leave no trace
Time in this place was closer than my friends
Remember my eyes not my face
Innocence has no sense it invents
Another man unfolds
I'm standing next to myself the sink
Staring into the black hole
I panic at the quiet times
Decisions at the door
I panic at the quiet times
Faith leaves me to much more.
On the inside it hurts less
The outside seems so cold
I need to climb
Gotta find some tenderness
Before I get too old
Sun comes from behind, it hurts my eyes
It dries my hair so nice
I watch the boiling sea meet the open sky
But my soul still feels like it's ice
I panic at the quiet times
Decisions at the door
I panic at the quiet times
My faith leaves me to much more.
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| State Of Things | |
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Blind fold me
Tie me up or tie me down.
Yeah take me anywhere
Keep your ears close to the ground.
Listen to me but don't die laughing.
All things must end yeah?
But I can see my fate in your eyes
As I'm stiched up by my friends again.
They just can't defend the state of things
Between you and me
Used to be on fire.
So slip off your shackles
You don't need them where we're going.
See what happens just happens
There ain't no straight lines in the state of things.
So try to cling on for dear life
And don't forget the world keeps on turning round
Despite you and me
Used to be on fire, fire.
Now look now at where we're going.
I don't know where I'm going
I don't know.
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| By TV Light | |
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Wine bottle why are you weary
And why are my eyes so grey.
Semi circle people are pointing
And staring up to the sky.
The dogs are all gone and my muesli is mouldy
And the saints they are sinners in their songs.
And the crickets they call to their rusted rainbow.
I swear if you listen
You might just hear our song.
TV light flickers so fiercely
Birdging the gap between my eyes.
Outside the rain is tapping my window,
A jet trail left hanging in the sky.
And the puddles reflect the sky in the morning
And the pavements lead to another place,
With one ear to the west and an ocean beside me,
I swear if you listen
You might just hear our song.
Electric sensation will not stay with us for long.
Wine bottle why are you weary
And why are my eyes so grey.
Semi circle people are pointing
And staring up to the sky.
The dogs are all gone and my muesli is mouldy
And the saints they are sinners in their songs.
And the crickets they call to their rusted rainbow,
I think if you listen
You might just hear their song.
Eclectic sensation will not be with us for long.
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| Slack | |
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I've got a rifle on my back,
Swinging past the birch trees.
Well I set of a bomb way back there.
I don't care about nobody but me
I, no I ain't slack.
Ran back home and drunk all the wine.
Well I stole a bottle for myself,
With insects crawling in my hair
The trees are black and I don't care
'Cos I, no I ain't slack.
Rescued a cat from a tree
Well its fur was all caked in dirt
So I killed it dead for liking me.
Yeah I stole a car and drove to town.
And I, no I ain't slack.
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| Starship | |
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starship myself to an island paradise
guided by the stars
given the chance I would leave this place
on a rocket ship for mars
take away your room back
and your cowboy lies
my refil bottle of skies
cos im sick and im twisted
like a sunday massacre
stop me before I die
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| The Road | |
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There's a road with two yellow lines
That go on for years.
And the people there smile and wave
It's not like back home.
In their doorways where the evening sky
Lights up my room, lights up my room
Lights up my room, lights up my...
Times are fierce and times are fine,
Yeah it goes that way.
Down some highway, down some lonely road
In that old fashioned way.
In the garden, yeah where the evening sky
Lights up my room, lights up my room
Lights up my room, lights up my...
But the darkness
Let's him see here all of the people they never knew.
Float into space,
Falling through red puddles and places they never seen
Will my soul be angry?
When you die do you feel alright?
In the garden, yeah where the evening sky
Lights up my room, lights up my room
Lights up my room, lights up my..
There's a road with two yellow lines
That goes on for years.
And the people, oh they smile and wave
It's not like back home.
In their doorways where the evening sky
Lights up my room, lights up my room
Lights up my room, lights up my...
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| Mind Over Money | |
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Mind over money bent over backwards
Light up my life like a very last cigarette
Time after time dear we will just lie here
Staring at ceilings it doesn’t really matter where we are
Wearing a smile like its going out of style
Look at your self , theres nothing in there
Just put points on a grave stone
Can u see yourself sinking
Staring at ceilings it doesn’t really matter where you are
That’s alright I warned myself keep blood on the inside and nowhere else
up on a shelf that’s where I need to be la da da dee
I need to get Something I can’t sleep forever
Internal combustion can that really happen?
I take it back yeah whatever I did yeah
I didn’t mean it I was only joking
But what does this matter in the grand scheming sky
All that I multiply adds up to nothing
that’s alright I warned myself keep blood on the inside and nowhere else
up on a shelf that’s where
I need to be la da da dee
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| The Optimist | |
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Sitting here staring out the window,
Traffic always makes me feel like I'm coming home.
Cold blood bleeding still at least I'm breathing.
Patiently waiting clinging on to my mobile phone.
Cracked skulls with a creepy mind inside.
I'm planning the greatest of escapes you know.
Patiently waiting in the line.
Soon I'm gonna stand up.
Yeah I'm gonna rear up
And there's no escape lonely planet
Oh it's too late lonely planet.
Cold blood bleeding still at least I'm breathing.
Patiently waiting soon I'm gonna take control.
Cracked skull with a creepy mind inside.
I'm planning the greatest of escapes you know.
Patiently waiting in the line.
Soon I'm gonna stand up.
Yeah I'm gonna rear up
And there's no escape lonely planet
Oh it's too late lonely planet.
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