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The Bottle
Rise Robots Rise
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I've got your mellow, that remedy
Don't need no pillow when I'm taking my "D"
I can't feel nothing in the middle of the day
Here comes the one I love, taking me away, hey
Phase of living life
Once I was a singer but now I am a bringer of news
Golden figure bright
Always second guessing all the things you're carrying
A boom-bang baby put a stain
In the home of my fame, fast and famous friend
Change names, get on the plane
You've got your one-nighter vomit and that's the end
I wouldn't sell it for the sake of my energy
How much for your big hobo hug?
I'm not gonna mug you, just want a hug you
Can I get a sixth of your biscuit, you're being sister
Look for me in the bottle
(Well he was always here, hand in hand)
He was a friend of mine
But now he's lost his power grip
(He never was a pleasure to be around)
I can tell by the photograph
(Not the same)
That it's not the same this time
So I'll bring myself in vain
You got relief, that's true depression
I hide at home when my mouth goes to reflection
Cold, cold hands reach out the door of time
I was in the crumbly room, rainbow droopies time, yeah
Phase of living life
Once I was a singer but now I am a singer of news
Golden figure bright
Always second guessing all the things you're carrying
I don't care what you see to realize
Each of the pieces is the five and the one that combines
And I'm hoping, but I don't need a shape to walk
But there's a symbol in the back of your mind all the time
I used to be watching through the wall as they crept, they crept
Through your brain they doubled and now I think you're nothing
The name I keep dropping, it's rotten at the bottom
Not a face in the place I can trust to be drinking the bomb
Wait for me 'til tomorrow
(There will be taking the day for day)
I never paid you back for all the time I borrowed, yeah
(He never was a pleasure to be around)
If I could take a picture of the past
(I'm not the same)
I would hang it on the wall and not hang myself at last
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Look for me in the bottle
(Well he was always here, hand in hand)
He was a friend of mine
But now he's lost his power grip
(He never was a pleasure to be around)
I can tell by the photograph
(Not the same)
That it's not the same this time
So I'll get off the train, the line and take it back
Wait for me 'til tomorrow
(There will be taking the day for day)
And I will pay you back for all your pain and sorrow
(He never was a pleasure to be around)
If I could take a picture of the past
(Not the same)
I would hang it on the wall and then
I'd hang myself and free myself at last
Free myself at last
(He never was a pleasure to be around)
(Not the same)
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Not the same
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