Elevator Talk
by Number Exchange
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Great Expectations
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When Stars Align
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Disinhibition
04:02
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Like Kissing Ashtrays
03:53
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This Invitation
03:13
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Knee High Boots
03:10
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Peter - vocals, guitar; David - Drums; Billy - bass; David - guitar; Daniel - guitar, vocals
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released 07 June 2011
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- Track Name: Great Expectations
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Queen bee walks in my room
With a pin up dress and a pair of boots,
She gets so many double takes
It makes a man's neck snap in two,
I need a dictionary,
I'm on a quest for words
To say to you
That our lives are less ordinary.
Let's put our cards on the table,
You're shy a king of a royal fable,
A pair of hearts strong and stable,
This life won't last forever,
Take shots and face your destiny.
Believe in me as we're about to prove
These great expectations are contradicting truths.
So reach it, feel it and taste it,
Before life slips through your finger tips.
Pressures on, just wear it off,
And carry on, with all you've got.
Well I can't stand it,
You're lip biting habit.
Your penetrating stares
Are entertaining new affairs.
My treasure hunt is over,
It's time to claim my prize.
Your dilated eyes,
They complement what's on my mind.
When the smoke clears up,
I'm gonna be the first thing you see
And the air you breathe
When you're standing close to me...
When you're lying next to me... - Track Name: When Stars Align
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Round and round, upside down
Tangled up and all burnt out.
Clothes of yours surround the bed,
Hollywood can wait one day again,
I know it's my mistake,
What's the chance you'll stay today,
Please don't leave this part of town.
I hope she knows
I'm holding on to something beautiful so I don't have to wait
When the stars align again.
I'm holding on so I don't fall into a bitter slump and wait
When the next time comes around.
She wakes up on a sunday,
With nothing in her handbag but
Cigarettes and make-up.
The smell of yesterday's
Restaurant and your favorite shampoo
Was never ever quite the closest match made in heaven
Unless your covered and buried in my sheets
Twisting with my feet
On a night where words like "i'm sober" were gone for good.
And you can be my witness to
All those one night tales.
I'm holding on to something beautiful so i don't have to wait
When the stars align again.
I'm holding on so I don't fall into a bitter slump and wait
When the next time comes around. - Track Name: Disinhibition
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a pre game has tempted our fate,
when the big hand passes midnight,
our time will hit us like a freight train,
there's a folder labeled with your name,
it's living in the hard drive space of my cluttered desktop,
waiting to be filled with candid shots,
i threw away the ones with you not in them,
all the chips will fall into a new beginning,
which side of the bed will you surrender,
slide to the left, i'll make it right
nothing's attached, i'll make it last,
a room for two is where we'll crash,
what part of the night will you remember,
broken glass and stumbling feet,
i guess that we can see,
disinhibition has followed me
and patience is such a suckers game,
i took a chance and rolled the dice,
because sevens on you looked so nice
that you made life rewarding.
barely clad, lucky hands and
tight wristbands, i'm all in to take you back
and be the luck of a lifetime.
and i can be so accepting of new fantasies,
cause you will be right beside me when we're living up our dream,
making hills of dollar bills,
take a chance to up the thrill,
pushing our limits
was so deserving. - Track Name: Like Kissing Ashtrays
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I'm catching up on sleep I never should've lost
Dreaming of what could've been.
Like selling such a fraud so much is spent,
This broken record's on and still repeating.
Back to fixations/deflation, awakened by the inconsiderations
Of your little smoking gun.
One day your ammo's out, and then you'll figure out
What it's like kissing ashtrays.
I always knew you would keep me from letting go.
Somewhere in between the fighting times we've had
This broken record song would stop repeating.
But I can't keep writing checks my mind would never cash.
Damn this pillow talk for spinning reruns of the past.
I'm not surprised this broken record heart
Is done with beating.
Another ballad of wasted heartbeats is taking over
Everything I knew and felt from you.
This is the last of our endings
For us to spiral down, down and down.
I always knew you would keep me from letting go.
Somewhere in between the fighting times we've had
This broken record song would stop repeating.
I never could stand you letting go.
But now I'm in a place where I am waking up.
This broken record song is done repeating. - Track Name: This Invitation
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Why don't we pretend
That this is the last day I'll make our plans?
You're holding back and calling out the worst case scenario "timing,"
It gets to you and takes away your imagination.
Why can't we think about it and
Swim into a lake of ecstacy,
Just you and me,
We might drown but I'll take my chances on the dock,
And take a dive into a world where we may conquer
Whatever anyone might think of us.
And I think that you,
Fear the cause and effect of all their jealousy,
Those drama queens,
What's the point of all their bickering?
I'm making up my move,
Through the hallway into your dorm room,
Where I'm sliding this invitation,
Under your door and it says,
Why can't we think about it and
Swim into a lake of ecstacy,
Just you and me,
We might drown but I'll take my chances on the dock,
And take a dive into a world where we may conquer
Whatever anyone might think of us.
The table is set for two this time
With the most creative sense of perfection.
But she's so convinced by now
That the only way to keep her sane is space for a while.
Please listen and recount all our inside jokes,
And disregard the personal protection of immunity from your friends. - Track Name: Knee High Boots
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i love your tattoos
i love your tongue ring
i love everything exposed, am i the one you tamed for your eye catching personal belongings
no need to try so hard
i'm already smothered into your art
if you'd do one thing for me
it's just a simple request and, well, it's driving me insane
so she says to me "what can we do to reach the next level of your maturity?
cause i'm not a canvas you throw paint on, i want to be your love and not you work of art"
don't get defensive,
i'm only human when it comes to being so distracted
you want me to be honest
so i'm gonna vouch for my insatiable appettite
so she says to me "what can we do to reach the next level of your maturity?
cause i'm not a canvas you throw paint on, i want to be your love and not you work of art"
but why ask me
when answers are so obvious
and can't you be
the best of all my close friends
tell me now
are you in or are you out to give me some love
you want me to be honest
so i'm gonna vouch for my insatiable appettite
