1. |
Good Times
02:49
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What cuts a classic from the clichéd?
And where's the turning point from popular to overplayed?
Imagine a world that doesn't harbour hate —
Or would it be the toughest crowd to entertain?
What cuts the fuckery from fun?
And where's the turning point from give-your-all to overdone?
Remember all the times you wanted to give up?
Now, look how far we have come.
Yeah, baby.
Look how far we've come.
Look how much we've grown.
Look how far
From the start we are,
And look at all the good times
We've got to go.
I used to overthink.
I used to overthink. I used to overthink.
Overthink everything, anything, nothing — overthink things.
You used to jump to dumb conclusions.
But now I know that you're the only one:
The only world in which I belong.
You're righting errs you never realised were wrong,
And I'm re-writing verses to fit your songs.
Yeah.
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2. |
Fall Out
02:41
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My heart is too in love with you.
Yeah, my heart is too in love with you.
It wants your words,
It wants your music,
It wants your time,
It wants to know it isn't in love
On its own.
But I'm lonely,
So lonely,
So I must fall out of love
From you.
My body's too in love with you.
Yeah, my body is too in love with you.
It wants your touch,
It wants your rhythm,
It wants you close,
It wants to hold hands and be laughing
With you.
But I'm cold,
So cold,
So I must fall out of love
From you.
My soul is too in love with you.
Yeah, my soul is too in love with you.
It wants your drive,
It wants your dreams,
Your deepest desires,
It wants to pray with you at mealtimes
And at night.
But I'm lost,
So lost,
So I must fall out of love
From you.
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3. |
Signature Grin
03:15
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It was a good day.
A really good day.
Erring, perhaps,
On the side of too good to be true.
It was a good day,
A really good day, yeah.
Perfectly normal,
Perfectly fucking good.
And then I saw you again.
Oh yes, I saw you again.
One step in, and
There you are with that sunny grin;
That s-s-signature grin.
Aren’t they sneaky?
So very sneaky.
Moments like that,
So damn serendipitous.
Did you not see me
Falling so sweetly?
Hoping, perhaps,
For another chance at us.
Yes, that
Stupid, sunny,
Silly, sorry,
Super stunnin’
— Shit, he saw me —
Serious,
Mysterious,
Self-possessedly
Oh-so-sexy,
Same old s-s-signature grin, yeah...
That s-s-signature grin.
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4. |
Wait 'Til
03:11
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Can I blame you?
Can I begrudge you?
For being everything I could ever want, but
Not wanting me.
Oh, how lonely
It is to love you.
Why’d you have to lead me on
If your heart wants to leave?
Wait ’til you see what
I deserve, boy.
Wait ’til you see me
Walking on through.
Wait ’til you see what
I deserve, boy.
Wait ’til you see it’s
Better than you.
Am I too much,
And are you enough?
The swan sings
As our pages fall to dust.
And now, you’re saying, “Sorry.”
Saying you weren’t thinking straight.
Gone are the days you showed you loved me,
But still, I wait.
Wait ’til you see, boy,
Wait ’til you see, boy...
Wait...
’Til,
Boy, wait...
Better than you
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5. |
If We Don't Make It
04:06
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With thought outside the human psyche,
With thought outside of human kind;
What vast, voracious learners are we,
With such limited minds.
Why can’t we see the future coming?
The warning signs are red and clear.
It’s up to us to heed those warnings,
And choose the course that we steer.
'Cause we’re running out,
Running out
Of time.
And if we don’t make it to heaven,
Well, at least we made one here.
And if we don’t make it to heaven,
At least we got near.
And if we don’t make it to heaven,
Well, at least we made one here.
And if we don’t make it to heaven...
I never understood the glory.
I never understood the pride.
’Cause all I wanted in my story
Was love by my side.
But I guess I wasn’t made for this life.
And yet, I find myself still here.
So I guess I’ll go on healing this strife
Before I, too, disappear.
But we’re running out,
Running out
Of time.
Heaven,
Heaven.
Heaven,
Oh...
Heaven,
Oh, heaven.
And if we don’t make it, no, no, no;
No, no, no, no,
At least I found you in this life
And if we don’t make it to heaven —
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6. |
Good Intentions
01:33
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This façade
Has a limited shelf life,
And the cracks
Are starting to show.
It’s getting too hard,
To go on, when I’m so tired.
But I keep my chin up,
’Cause I don’t want them to know.
And oh,
I’m tryna do better.
And oh,
But I keep it on the low.
And I know it’s not your fault
That I’m not always around,
But what good are good intentions
If I keep letting you down?
Oh, letting you down?
Oh, letting you down?
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7. |
Every Day
02:42
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Another day,
Another medicine
To stop the pain
From thwarting sense again.
In the dark, I grasp
For imagery of you and I —
Tell me that
We are still real.
Every day,
You know I'm fighting
For another day
To see your smile, and
I know it's kinda hard
To believe in me,
But one day, baby,
I’ll be free.
Not making sense.
Wanting to disappear.
Tries again,
But again it's shit you don't want to hear.
I'll run alone,
If it means sparing you.
I can't tell the nightmares
From truth.
One day, baby, I'll be free.
One day, baby, I'll be free.
One day, baby, I'll be free,
And I'll join you in our dreams.
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8. |
The Empath
02:28
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“What good is music?” they said.
“No good at all.
Why would you go on chasing
Your downfall?”
“No future in it,” they said.
“And you’re not even good.
Why would you go on wasting
All the things you could
Be doing?”
You could do anything,
But all you wanna do is sing.
Anything,
And you’re wasting it.
“What good is writing?” they said.
“No good at all.
Why are you fighting for your
Downfall?”
“Go back to science,” they said.
“Weren’t you good at that?
Society don’t need another
Sentimental empath.
Just sayin’.”
Guess I’m a textbook case of,
‘Why did she stay?’
Why did she let ’em slowly
Fade her away?
Guess that I mistook this love
For something I could sustain.
Guess I believed that only
I controlled my fate.
Oh, what a vain mistake.
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9. |
The Dreamer
04:01
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What
Is a restless soul
With nowhere to go
To do?
When
Bound to the grounded,
Safe and sound in,
This little old town that we call home.
Cursed by a mind full of stories and scenes;
Buried under tomes of unrealised reams;
The further I fall, oh, the further it seems.
Oh, this ache, I don’t know what it means;
I’m crushed by the weight of my dreams.
Of my dreams,
The weight of my dreams,
Of my dreams.
The weight of my dreams,
Of my dreams,
Of my dreams.
Crushed by the weight of my...
Dreams
Don’t chase themselves,
But, then again, neither
Do careers.
Is it to late to ask
To fly away at last
For just
One or two years?
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10. |
Polished Chrysalis
01:37
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This façade
Has a limited shelf life.
A limited shelf life,
And that's alright.
I just try to build a stronger core,
Before the wrapping wears away.
For when the ink fades, and the pigments grey,
And that perfect render corrodes and chips,
It is not 'distinguished' if it’s not a macho dick.
Oh,
This façade
Has a limited shelf life.
A limited shelf life,
And that's just fine.
For to me, in actuality,
This is not just a summer strawberry.
This is not just your favourite bloom.
And this is not refined Sidyre.
A closer metaphor, though not entire:
Soft glow sapphire.
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11. |
All I See is Beauty
03:11
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I look at you,
And all I see is beauty.
It draws me in,
Closer and closer to you.
Your beauty is sunlight on my eyelids,
Seeping through my skin,
Into my heart,
Warming the depths of my soul.
Whenever I see you,
All I see is beauty.
It draws me in,
Closer and closer to you.
You've got that beauty that
Kindles the fire of my soul.
Oh, and you've got
A pretty face, too.
I hold you close,
And all I feel is love.
It lifts me up,
Closer and closer to you.
Yeah, I'm a sunshine girl
Who lost her mind in the snow.
Got blown away by the wind,
But never gave up on finding home.
Swam on through the storm,
As it washed all seasons away
And only left the faded greys.
Whoa, oh, you.
All I see is beauty.
It draws me forward,
Closer and closer to you.
Whenever I see you,
All I see is beauty.
It draws me there,
Closer and closer to you.
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12. |
Favourite
02:39
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Did you know that you’re my favourite?
Did you know that you’re the best?
Did you know that we would make it
Through the trials and tests?
Did you know that you’re the
Only one I want,
And if our love does ever wane,
I’d do my best to win you over
And over again?
Did you know that you are gorgeous?
Did you know I love your smile?
Did you know that I adored ya
Even through our tough trials?
Did you know that when we
Held each other close that night
We thought it was the end,
We’d hold so tightly that we’d never
Break apart again?
Yeah...
Yeah,
Yeah,
Yeah,
Did you know that you are my favourite?
Did you know that you are my — ?
Did you know that you’re my favourite?
Did you know that you’re the best?
Did you know that we should savour it?
The precious time we have left.
Did you know that though I
Know we’ve had our ups, downs, and
Miscommunicating,
You still make my soul feel whole and make
My heart wanna sing?
Yeah...
Yeah,
Yeah...
Did you know that you,
That you are,
You are my favourite?
(Favourite!)
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ML Ruubz Australia
ML Ruubz is a pop-fusion artist from Perth. A heartfelt songwriter, sweet singer, and classy keys player. Blurring genres and diving straight into the heart of great enduring songs, and backed by incredible musicians: Ryan Daunt, James Vinciullo, Cam Ellis, and Johann Rodricks; their feel is ambiguously groovy, romantic, and peppered with delicious solos, offering something different for everyone. ... more
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