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Long Live the Queen
03:45
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Basked in spotlights
Drowned in red
Now in hindsight
What else did you think you’d find
Crown of plastic
On my head
I feel fantastic
But I wish that you could just be kind
New order running here, time for a new reign
New sense of power running bloody through my veins
I only want my mother, I’m only seventeen
I only want to sleep, but, baby, long live the queen
I’d do fine on my own
If you’d just leave me alone
In my room with my crown
I think I could be okay
I could swim in the flood
I could bathe here in the blood
In my room with my crown
If you’d all just go away
Draped in moonlight
Virgin bride
Pretty tonight
And don’t you think that it’s my turn
Sew the stitches
Down the side
We’re the witches
But you’re the one that’s gonna burn
New order running here, time for a new reign
New sense of power running bloody through my veins
I only want my mother, I’m only seventeen
I only want to sleep, but, baby, long live the queen
I’d do fine on my own
If you’d just leave me alone
In my room with my crown
I think I could be okay
I could swim in the flood
I could bathe here in the blood
In my room with my crown
If you’d all just go away
I’d do fine on my own
If you’d just leave me alone
In my room with my crown
I think I could be okay
I could swim in the flood
I could bathe here in the blood
In my room with my crown
If you’d all just go away
New order running here, time for a new reign
New sense of power running bloody through my veins
I only want my mother, I’m only seventeen
I only want to sleep, but, baby, long live the queen
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2. |
Lullaburbia
04:22
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the streets all look the same they’re lit with cotton candy sunsets
and who’s the one to blame that all the kids smoke cigarettes
and oh-me, oh-my, it’s a dangerous game
and oh-me, oh-my, i guess it’s all the same
i like the way the trees look just like skeletons in winter
they hollow in the breeze caress the air and leave it splintered
and oh-me, oh-my, it’s a heavenly fall
and oh-me, oh-my, you’re left with nothing at all
lullaburbia
where you sleep with your eyes open just to feel awake
lullaburbia
where you sleep with your eyes open just to get a break
lullaburbia
where the kids run wild away from your mistakes
lullaburbia
where you sleep through your life and you take, take, take
the diner tastes so good but something’s rotten in the store room
you look so pretty dear but something’s dark behind the costume
and, oh-me, oh-my, we’ve been here for so long
and oh-me, oh-my, can’t you tell something’s wrong
i like the way the teenage heartaches seem to linger
i like the way that midnight wraps you round her little finger
and oh-me, oh-my, it’s a heavenly scheme
and oh-me, oh-my, it’s a dangerous dream
lullaburbia
where you sleep with your eyes open just to feel awake
lullaburbia
where you sleep with your eyes open just to get a break
lullaburbia
where the kids run wild away from your mistakes
lullaburbia
where you sleep through your life and you take, take, take
i like the way it’s so familiar and at once so strange
i like the eerie way these streets just never seem to change
and oh-me, oh-my, it’s a heavenly shape
and oh-me, oh-my, i just want to escape
lullaburbia
where you sleep with your eyes open just to feel awake
lullaburbia
where you sleep with your eyes open just to get a break
lullaburbia
where the kids run wild away from your mistakes
lullaburbia
where you sleep through your life and you take, take, take
lullaburbia
lullaburbia
lullaburbia
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3. |
The Coven
03:45
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there's a girl with hair that gleams of starlight
she walks the halls like she is dancing on the moon
they say she likes to walk around at midnight
i know she likes to sing aloud on hazy afternoons
and oh she's one of them
she looks like heaven and feels like hell
oh when she looks at you
you fall under her spell
we don't talk about the coven
at least, not when they're around
the whispers fill the halls
but when they walk by we don't make a sound
they're full of dark, they're full of life, they're full of loving
everyone fears them, wants to be near them, near to the coven
there's a girl with laughter like a poison
she throws her head back and her tongue unravels like a roll of thread
she don't adhere to rhyme or reason
and when you least expect it she can get into your head
and oh she's one of them
she looks like heaven and feels like hell
oh when she looks at you
you fall under her spell
we don't talk about the coven
at least, not when they're around
the whispers fill the halls
but when they walk by we don't make a sound
they're full of dark, they're full of life, they're full of loving
everyone fears them, wants to be near them, near to the coven
there's a girl who tastes just like the feeling
you get when you are walking by yourself on darkened streets
you meet her eyes and she can send you reeling
she never says a word to anybody that she meets
and oh she's one of them
she looks like heaven and feels like hell
oh when she looks at you
you fall under her spell
we don't talk about the coven
at least, not when they're around
the whispers fill the halls
but when they walk by we don't make a sound
they're full of dark, they're full of life, they're full of loving
everyone fears them, wants to be near them, near to the coven
everyone fears them, wants to be near them, near to the coven
near to the coven
near to the coven
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4. |
Running on Fumes
03:42
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hello, it’s me again, just came to say
i crashed the car again last morning
the chain link fence has never been so
bent, it’s bowing, screaming out in warning
i scribbled sigils on my arm all
lazy afternoon spent in detention
i laugh about my fantasies
but still there’s things i wish you wouldn’t mention
in front of the projector, and my
silhouette is telling me i’m broken
i’ve heard it all before, but still there’s
value in the things all left unspoken
i’m running on, running on, running on fumes
can you tell i’m close to breaking down
i’m running on, running on, running on fumes
can you tell i’m bursting to leave this town
i’m running on, running on, running on
running on, running on, running on fumes
running on fumes
hello, it’s me again, just came to tell you
that our living room is flooded
i didn’t know for hours, i was outside
on the hill all struck star-studded
i spent the evening with a girl; we
let off steam and passed around the blame
she wants to be an actress when
she’s older, and i can’t quite place her name
in front of the projector, and my
silhouette is telling me i’m hopeless
i’ve heard it all before, i mean
i’ve lived this long and how could i not notice
i’m running on, running on, running on fumes
can you tell i’m close to breaking down
i’m running on, running on, running on fumes
can you tell i’m bursting to leave this town
i’m running on, running on, running on
running on, running on, running on fumes
running on fumes
hello, it’s me again, just leaving voicemails
in the inbox of a ghost
i got your number from the phone book
you’re the best friend i have ever had
these messages are piling up
you’re just like me: somebody no one wants
i’m sorry no one listens, but i’m here
if you would like someone to haunt
i’m running on, running on, running on fumes
can you tell i’m close to breaking down
i’m running on, running on, running on fumes
can you tell i’m bursting to leave this town
i’m running on, running on, running on
running on, running on, running on fumes
running on fumes
i’m running on, running on, running on
running on, running on, running on fumes
running on fumes
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