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The sweetest suicide song.
Lay me face down in this lavender scented bubble bath
Drop an anvil on the back of my head
'Cause I've had enough and I want to be leaving soon.
Well I let down everyone that I ever loved
So if I didn't let you down I didn't love you
I didn't love you.
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The bitterest love song
01:51
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The bitterest love song
I should thank you for a thousand love
And broken heart and hate tunes
I should thank you for the good times
And the shit you made me crawl through
My discovery of drugs, killed my libido
My discovery of drugs and you
I love you. I'd love to hate you,
Though I hate to admit defeat
Try as I might I can't disguise my love or jealousy.
Emotional blackmail might be effective
But it's lacking dignity.
Loves for mugs it's really not for me
You kept me hanging, You kept me hanging
Filling me with false hope with that carrot you were dangling
The politics of emotions is poetry in motion
But the truth is I'm a better off aloner
So this goes out to all the ones I loved that got away
This goes out to those I couldn't wait to get away from
This goes out to anyone that I've still yet to come
I thank you kindly
Wish you well kiss you goodbye
And then I am gone.
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Dreaming of car crashes
01:06
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Dreaming of car crashes
So tell me what would you do if you were me
it never rains but it shits it down eternally
And all the people that tell you that it could be worse
They're all just co-conspirators
They've never walked a mile in my shoes
Playing the ukulele singing the blues
I've given everything I could
But still they wanted more...
So if I don't get out of bed today
can't go as badly as yesterday did
I tend to find the mistakes I make
Are made while I'm awake
'Cause if I'm unconscious I'm not spending cash
My life it doesn't fall apart at the seams
And I can only have car crashes in my dreams...
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Defective
01:29
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Defective
I'm no good for others
I'm no good for my self
I'm no good for you
Or for anybody else
I'm no good with acquaintances
No good at making friends
I'm no good with children
Women or men
I'm no good
I'm just no good
I'm no good
Defective
I'm no good at conversations
no good with compliments
I'm no good at romance
Or with physical contact
I'm no good at parties
Because I'm no good in crowds
The only thing I'm good at
is letting people down
I'm no good
I'm just no good
I'm no good
I'm a social cripple...
With self destructive tendencies
I'm no good
I'm just no good
I'm no good
Defective.
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Gift of the gab
00:25
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Gift of the gab
I've talked traffic wardens out of giving me tickets
The old bill into giving me back my weed
But I could never talk you into coming back to me.
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Careless
01:48
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Careless
My life is falling apart at the seams
It's coming undone in the weft and the weave
It's frayed at the cuffs, got rips in the knees
The pockets have holes in the zipper has seized
It's past repair the buttons fell off
The fabric's too thin now to sew them back on
And it's far too far gone to patch up all the wrongs
So I'm in search of a new one.
My life's in bits and it's across the floor
There's nut's and there's bolts and there's wires and there's more
Springs and there's clips and there's bits of old hose
but I'm damned if I know where it's all supposed to go
I lost the manual then took it to pieces
I wish that I hadn't 'cause it won't be easy
To fix, still I don't have that much of a choice
I removed a sticker the warranties void
My life's in a mess and it needs to be cleaned
This bed's not been made now for hundreds of weeks
Everything needs a good hovering
But the stains on the carpet they're well trodden in
There's dust piling up on piles of old stuff
On dusty old shelves and there's dust on the dust
Filth and dirt abounding, clutter, squalor and rubbish
I don''t know how I let my life end up like this
I must have been careless.
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I remember the days
02:32
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I remember the days
I remember the days we said we'd let nothing stand in our way
I think that we meant it in our drug addled states
When we were on form we'd leave casualties in our wake
Oh I remember the days
Before you and me forever became you're on your own mate
And the bridges were burned and the hatchet was buried
In the back garden with the bodies and the good times
And the memories of better days
Back when we were cool we used to drink till we threw up on ourselves
Not give a fuck and just carry on drinking
One thing's for sure we don't do that any more
And the ones that do well they're just not as cool as they were
We used to do buckets for breakfast and lungs before lessons
We'd take speed at weekends, we'd talk fucking shit for hours
But we can't because we've all got things to do in the morning now
But I remember them
I remember the days we said we'd let nothing stand in our way
I think that we meant it in our drug addled states
When we were on form we'd leave casualties in our wake
Oh I remember the days
I remember them...
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The rise of the idiots
01:47
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The rise of the idiots
If looks could kill I'd be firing lazers out my eyes by now.
If I get that power everybody's gonna die
'Cause I don't think that I could control my killing
The idiots are winning.
They're everywhere they use the internet to share their views
It's top to bottom from the people in our homes to those running the country
They're in the fucking walls man they're in the ceilings
The idiots are winning.
They waste money, they waste resources, they breath the air we breath
They're spending cash on all this crap it's not coming to me
Peruse the internet, look what people do, look around you might be shocked
You're living in a world full of fucking idiots.
If looks could kill I'd be firing lazers out my eyes by now.
When the power is mine you're all gonna fucking die
'Cause I don't think that I could control my killing
The idiots are winning.
It's looking like Dan Ashcroft got it right.
The idiots are winning.
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Don't get your hopes up
02:26
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Don't get your hopes up
Don't get your hopes up because you'll only get knocked down
If you don't know if you're going to sink or swim you'll probably drown
So you've got to keep your feet planted firmly on the ground
If you get your hopes up you'll only get knocked down
You could do so much better if you put in the time and effort
If you set high social standards for your life
But I swear that just surviving is the meaning of life
So if you're getting by you've done all right
Don't get your hopes up because you'll only get knocked down
If you don't know if you're going to sink or swim you'll probably drown
So you've got to keep your feet planted firmly on the ground
If you get your hopes up you'll only get knocked down
When you expect the best and things go wrong it's a right kick in the balls
But you'll never be disappointed when you expect nothing at all
So keep your expectations low and try your fucking best
That's the only way you're ever gonna progress
Don't get your hopes up because you'll only get knocked down
If you don't know if you're going to sink or swim you'll probably drown
So you've got to keep your feet planted firmly on the ground
If you get your hopes up you'll only get knocked down
Well you could dare to dream but don't expect too much
Man makes his plans but god just points and laughs
He'll scupper you at every turn till your boat's smashed on the rocks
The only thing that you can do's to keep on keeping on
Don't get your hopes up because you'll only get knocked down
If you don't know if you're going to sink or swim you'll probably drown
So you've got to keep your feet planted firmly on the ground
If you get your hopes up you'll only get knocked down
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I let it get away
01:12
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I let it get away
I had it
I wanted it
I couldn't hold onto it
I let it get away
It was within my grasp
I let it get away
My grip just wasn't strong enough
I let it get away
Enjoy the good things nothing lasts
I let it get away
I let it get away
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Don't waste your tears on me
I don't think I'm worth crying over
Don't waste your tears on me
I don't love you even when we're sober
But then I never said I did
That's a crying shame because I think the world of you
But this was never gonna work don't waste your tears on me
I never knew that you cared so much
You never knew I cared
Body language always fucks me up
I thought our bond was strong enough to hold out, but if not
It's a crying shame because I think the world of you
But this was never gonna work don't waste your tears on me
Well I'm sorry if I seem like a deeply apathetic individual
But really underneath it all I'm just as emotional as anybody else is I just try not to let it show
It's because I care for you that I had to let you go
We've had fun and I've got fond memories and I swear that I never meant to hurt your feelings
And I never meant to waste your time
I couldn't score my grief
On a scale of 1 to 10
But it would upset me if
I were to never see you again
You want all or nothing I want somewhere in-between
A little bit sometimes
That's a crying shame because I think the world of you
But this was never gonna work don't waste your tears on me
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I didn't grow up I just grew old.
My life was better
Before I met ya'
But there isn't necessarily
A causal connection
Things were different
I had direction
But I was younger then
And I still had ambition
I had drive and
Some idea
Of where my life was headed
Back before I stagnated
There was promise
For the future
I don't know where that went.
Ever since I've hit thirty
I've become more surly
I don't remember when I got this cynical
I don't know what I want
I know I'm not what you need
I'm a boy in a man's body
There are things that
I have done that
I just wouldn't have done
If I hadn't been with you
There are things that
You have done that
You wouldn't have considered
If you hadn't been with me
We've come so far
And it's so sad but
We've reached the point you've outgrown me
I think we both wish that you hadn't
Did we enrich
Each others lives or
Did we hold each other back?
Ever since I've hit thirty
I've become more surly
I don't remember when I got this cynical
I don't know what I want
I know I'm not what you need
I'm a boy in a man's body
And you're no good for me.
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When I die
01:32
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When I die
Well I'm not gonna meet my maker till I die
No I'm not gonna meet my maker till I die
But when I die I tells ya'
Gonna meet my lord and saviour when I die
But I'm not gonna go to heaven when I die
No I'm not gonna go to heaven when I die
I'm not gonna go to heaven
So I'll prob'ly meet the devil when I die
But that's not gonna happen either when I die
No that's not gonna happen either when I die
Because I'm either food for worms
Or I'm ash and water vapour when I die
When I die when I die
When I die when I die
Yes I'm either food for worms
Or I'm ash and water vapour when I die.
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Confidence trickster
02:41
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Confidence trickster
You're a confidence trickster
But you don't fool me
No you don't
No you don't fool me
I know you're take take take then you're gone
Confidence trickster
You don't fool me.
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Ed Ache UK
Evening all... My name is Ed Ache. I was the singer songwriter in (Now defunct) East Anglian punk band 'I.C.H'. Since leaving 'I.C.H' I have joined 'The Domestics' as their second guitarist, and am writing collaboratively with Simon from (Also defunct) 'The Dead Batteries' in the awesome 'Casual Nausea'. I make solo acoustic recordings, and gig as often as possible. Any enquiries please e-mail me. ... more
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