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Dumb
03:13
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Dumb
Dumb
I’m dumb and stupid and slow
The things I’ll never know I’ll never know
But I’m always here for you
And I’m good to go
If you don't play dumb then you wont get to heaven
If you cant ask now then you’ll end up begging
If you can’t be a cheat then you won’t start winning
If you can’t feel love then you don’t have feelings
Get dumb
Dumb
I envy all the people that i hate
'Cos failure is a worthless fate
I roll across the floor picking dust up on the way
I guess my tongue adjusted to the taste
Too late for a bath or a cigarette
I always have job and never finish it
Love comes down like a weight
And it can’t be diminished
I queued for so long and
All I got was shaking of heads
No matter I go back
Home and all their faces were red
I’m so sorry
I’m so sorry
iI you don’t play dumb then you wont get to heaven
If you cant ask now then you’ll end up begging
If you can’t be a cheat then you won’t start winning
If you can’t feel love then you don’t have feelings
Get Dumb
Dumb
Dumb
Dumb
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2. |
Light Come Back Soon
02:19
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Light come back soon
But while it is dark
Let me stay sleeping
Hold me while you’re here
Let me get back
To what I was dreaming of
The curtains drawn against the day
The whispered logic of a feeling
The words the darkness helps you say
The way your actions lose their meaning
Light come back soon
Warming the world
Wake me from nothing
Blink and you are born
Who you might be
Is all for the taking
The door is opened to the sun
These wooden limbs begin their creaking
The mind that’s only just begun
The grinding logic of your thinking
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3. |
Cuticles
04:17
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Show me your hands, my dear
Did you wash them with soap, and water
Do you need me to take a look for you
No you don’t
Show me your legs, my dear
We laid in your bed all morning,
I could stay in your arms all day
But we can’t
You put your hand upon my hand
you put your other hand on my other hand
And just like that we fell upon the ground
Show me your cuticles
It scares me the way you chew them
Will you tell me about your sadness
No you won’t
Open your lips, my love
I’ll do your breathing for you
I got stuck when I tried to leave
So I won’t
You put your hand on my hand
You put your other hand on my other hand
And just like that we fell upon the ground
You put your hand on my hand
You put your other hand on my other hand
And just like that we fell upon the ground
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4. |
India (feat. Roseau)
03:07
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Like a coin that's fallen way down below
Like, another way to get through the snow
Like, a seed that you reap before you sow
Like, the way that you needed me to know
Go away to India, and just forget about me
I'll be staying right here, I need the company
Like, a foot that is left without a shoe
Like a list of all the things that you need to do
Like, a song that you never really knew
ike, the way that you needed me to need you
Go away to India, and just forget about me
I'll be staying right here, I need the company
Go away to India, and just forget about me
I'll be staying right here, I need the company
And you'll forget about me
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5. |
Triumph
03:14
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This tiny little island mentality
A history of violence and colonial greed
It’s all that we were taught, It became the way we thought
Of the world
And its residents
Like we own them
And they owe us
All of this triumphant shit
Turned out to be a lie, on which we gorged and now we’re sick
The only fair reaction is to purge ourselves and sleep
But the dreams
With which we are plagued
They rise to the surface
Why won’t they leave us?
All this terrible brinkmanship
we pushed and pushed and pushed until they flipped
Turned our backs, as best we could
To the world
And its residents
to our friends
And our obligations
If we played it wrong
Well then fuck you too
If the sea is cold
And our skin turns blue
If the waters rise
And the chips are down
If the end is nigh
Well then let’s all drown
If we played it wrong
Well then fuck you too
If the sea is cold
And our skin turns blue
If the waters rise
And the chips are down
If the end is nigh
Well goodbye
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6. |
Hold Me
02:36
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Hold me when you’re close
Hold me when you’re far away
I know that I sound crazy
Hut I thought I’d ask you anyway
Hold me when we wake
And while we both are sleeping
Hold me in the bed
And in the dreams that you are dreaming
Hold me while we speak
And hold me when we’re quiet
Hold onto the words we say
And hold on to the silence
Hold me till the end
Right back to the beginning
Turning over time so we can stop the clock from spinning
Hold on to me
Let me feel your breath
Gently on my neck
I held you when I could
But that was not enough
I held on to the thought of you
But holding on was tough
I held on to the anger
The pain of being right
I held on to the cool air
As we argued through the night
I held you to a standard
That we could never meet
I held on to you so tight
You were bursting at the seams
I held you to the end
But the end came like a wave
In the end the things
We really loved we never saved
Hold on to me
Let me feel your breath
Gently on my neck
I hold you in my memories
I hold you in my thoughts
Holding on to images
So faded cracked and warped
The light comes through the dust
This heavy, thickened air
Holding down the feelings
That we had and never shared
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dogtanion London, UK
Dogtanion is the solo musical project of Matthew de Kersaint Giraudeau, an artist and musician who plays keyboards for the band Fell. Dogtanion used to release music with Tape Club Records. Now he does it on his own.
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