1. |
Step Into My Office
04:07
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I'm a detective, private investigator
I have questions. Can you answer them?
I have evidence, I have a witness
She said she saw you, do you have an alibi?
I'm your teacher, your professor
I'm your priest, I'm your preacher
And you've been acting up, I've had my eye on you
If you keep acting up I'm gonna have to ask you to
Step into my office
I've got some things to discuss with you
Let's talk business, run some numbers
Make arrangements, I'll meet you halfway there
I have plans, come meet with me
Hear my proposal. We could start a company
I'll be your partner, I'll be your friend
I'll be your enemy just so you'll keep me closer
I'll count on you, you'll count on me
I'll always hear you out, all you have to do is
Step into my office
I've got some things to discuss with you
Step into my office
I've got some things to discuss with you
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2. |
Ambien
04:22
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Time, slipping, through the cracks and seams
Time, racing, stops for none but dreams
Can I slow down the hands on the wall?
Can you slow down, I'm trying to keep control
I wait, I'll wait, I've waited for what feels like a century
For the right thing, the right one
The hours, they come so slowly
but the years fly faster and you grow further away
Please stay
Don't wake me up, don't wake me up
I'd sleep for days
Don't wake me up, don't wake me up
Chance, slipping, with the rising sun
Chance, I'm losing what little I had to run with
If I close my eyes will I forget?
If I let go, do you promise to come back?
I wait, I'll wait, I've waited for what feels like a century
For the right thing, the right one
The hours, they come so slowly
but the years fly faster and you grow further away
Please stay
Don't wake me up, don't wake me up
I'd sleep for days
Don't wake me up, don't wake me up
Pulling down the window shades
So I can keep you for the night
Please stay
Don't wake me up, don't wake me up
I'd sleep for days
Don't wake me up, don't wake me up
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3. |
My Drum
03:44
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In my own house, I make my own rules
I beat my own drum, I beat my own drum
Until my hands bleed, I beat my own drum
I beat my own drum, I beat my own drum
Follow close behind and you're never left alone
March in time to the sound and make your rhythms known
Follow me, follow me
And we can beat our own drum
Beat our own drum
I beat my own drum, I beat my own drum
I beat my own drum, I beat my own drum
The tempo's getting faster and we're tearing up the road
You know I'd rather die that slow down for a mile
Just keep it up, and follow me, follow me
And we can beat our own drum
Beat our own drum
I beat my own drum, I beat my own drum
I beat my own drum, I beat my own drum
Until my hands bleed, I beat my own drum
I beat my own drum, I beat my own drum
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4. |
Whip
04:02
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Remember when the radio was still the king?
To win the tickets, you'd call it in
They had the latest on who's coming to town
Airwaves, frequencies, magic & sound.
Remember when we used to wonder who
Who wrote this song? When was it on? Where are they from?
Now it's just a matter of reaching in-
Inside our pockets for our best friend
Arguments are so passé
One touch, it gives away
All the answers in your hand
One touch, at your command
I feel naked, I feel strange when I'm without
I feel naked, I feel strange, I can't go without
Remember when the TV set was your best bet
For every piece of news that you could get
It may have killed the radio star
Now it's a martyr for the digital war
Remember when we used to see eye to eye?
Making conversations? And trading explanations?
Now it's just a matter of reaching out
Inside our pockets for our best friends
Arguments are so passé
One touch, it gives away
All the answers in your hand
One touch, at your command
I feel naked, I feel strange when I'm without
I feel naked, I feel strange, I can't go without
Why do I feel like there's something missing in my life?
When I go two minutes without it, I feel I can't survive
Arguments are so passé
One touch, it gives away
All the answers in your hand
One touch, at your command
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5. |
Peek
03:52
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Peeking out my eyes, analyze the scene
He's looking for the young, the young naïve
Specimens, prospects, searching for a dream
Finding themselves every chance it seems
He's biting with his teeth, he's nipping at your heels
He's got you running for the hills
Believe me when I say, it will never go away
Until his game you agree to play
It will never go away, it will never go away
Come on take a peek, tell me what you see
Hand over my throat though I can barely breathe
Beat like thunder my heart won't stop
Just one look at the temperature drops
He keeps singing in my head
He keeps singing in my head
The greatest power in man's creation
The voice that rouses every temptation
Reaches inside the idle man
The poisoned seed spread inside their brains
He's biting with his teeth, he's nipping at your heels
He's got you running for the hills
Believe me when I say, it will never go away
Until his game you agree to play
It will never go away, it will never go away
Come on take a peek, tell me what you see
Hand over my throat though I can barely breathe
Beat like thunder my heart won't stop
Just one look at the temperature drops
He keeps singing in my head
He keeps singing in my head
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Blank Paper Brooklyn, New York
Blank Paper is the result of four eclectic and distinctive musical backgrounds converging into one path of heartfelt
alternative synth-pop.
Blending a diverse set of genres ranging from electronica to soul to rock, the band originated in New York City in 2012. A rarity in electronic synth-heavy music, their live show is strictly live, free of laptops and backing tracks.
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