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You're a lost kinda person.
You like staring on Sundays,
You like yelling at the weak.
Every other day of the fucking week.
But when you start to daydream,
Your mind turns straight to digital.
Tra la la
Tra la la
Tra lal a
Tralalala...
Sometimes I look at you
and I look into your eyes
I see nothing but lies
Not too fond of love
Not too fond of love
You really hate enough
But you just think back to digital
And you're happy once again
But you just think back to digital
And you’re happy once again
Tra la la
Tra la la la la la
Tra la la
Tra la la
Tra la la
Tra la la la la
You’re a lost kind of person
You’re a lost kind of person
You’re a lost kind of person
You’re a lost kind of person
You’re a lost kind of person
Tra la la
Tra la la la
Tra la la tra la la tra la la
Oh
Oh
Tra la la la la la la
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The Wailing
01:38
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We don’t talk anymore
Digital signatures and photographs
The way things used to be
Was easier for you and me
We don’t live anymore
Click, like, heart, share
But you don’t really fucking care
We don’t love anymore
Kiss, hug, fuck but only fans can see
The depths of your depravity
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No more heroes in the sky
No more gods to hear us cry
No more need for superstition
No more fear of retribution
No more idols on tv
No more stars just you and me
No more political ads
No more lame targeted fads
It’s just us now
Here for each other
We’ll make it through somehow
It’s just us now
No more heroes in the sky
No more gods to hear us cry
No more idols on tv
No more stars just you and me
No more heroes in the sky
No more heroes in the sky
No more heroes in the sky
No more heroes in the sky
No more heroes in the sky
No more heroes in the sky
No more heroes in the sky
Just you and me
No more heroes
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Oh my love
At the heart of it all
There is nothing at all
Oh my love
When the thrill of it all
Is nothing at all
Oh my love
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It was a little after 11
She was on her way to heaven
The doctor said that it was hopeless
That she was already gone
But then a tear rolled down her face
The sorrow was choking the place
I looked around for life
But didn’t find it there
I looked around for you
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7. |
Memories of Smiling Ones
03:31
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Memories of smiling ones
Gone before the setting sun
To hold again
To see your face again
To love again
To see you win again
Memories of smiling ones
Gone before the rising sun
To hold again
To see your face again
To love again
To see you win again
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The apocalypse of love
Can we ever get enough
The sadness of the old
Drawing pictures for the bold
To show them what’s to come
To show them nothing’s new under the sun
To show them nothing’s what we’ve become
Except for love
Except for love
Except for love
The genesis of love
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The Door
02:33
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I’m standing at the door
But you’re not coming anymore
I text you on the phone
But I’m still sitting here alone
Let’s go back to when things were better
Those were times the sun shone brighter
Let’s be friends one to another
Here’s a drink we won’t remember
I’m standing at the door
But you don’t even live here anymore
You threw away the key
The way you’d always be with me
Let’s go back to when things were better
Those were times the sun shone brighter
Let’s be friends one to another
Here’s a drink we won’t remember
We won’t remember
We won’t remember
I’m standing at the door
But you’re not coming anymore
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The Talking Tears Madison, Wisconsin
The Talking Tears is an indie alternative rock artist out of Madison, WI. Join Jack Zenith and his merry misfits for sonic adventures.
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