1. |
Min/us - 12 Inch
05:12
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I forgive you but don't you forget it,
Main agenda on my final letter,
Always so tactile in my words,
Just a thought ...
Imagine all those tears of freeze-dried emotion,
To talk a while of grandiose notions,
To feel something other than,
Fearful thought ...
But certainty is fleeting, deceiving, morose and its needing,
To witness a feeling, so frightful and feeble,
It burns like a furnace,
What's mine is just not us, what's mine is just not us, what's mine is just ...
Mistaken identity,
You are not what you used to be,
Not so complimentary,
How can I minus my thought,
Day to day empathy,
You've got me so in between,
Myself and my memory,
How can I minus my thought, mi mi mi, minus my thought.
Johanna is just a product of mindless attention,
She is obsessed with multi-platform mentions,
That inflate a sense of doubt,
In her brain.
The neighbors talk then talk some more,
They say she is addicted to white beach shores,
Scratch that, white line bathroom powdered nose,
On her face.
But certainty is fleeting, deceiving, morose and its needing,
To witness a feeling, so frightful and feeble,
It burns like a furnace,
What's mine is just not us, what's mine is just not us, what's mine is just ...
Mistaken identity,
You are not what you used to be,
Not so complimentary,
How can I minus my thought,
Day to day empathy,
You've got me so in between,
Myself and my memory,
How can I minus my thought, mi mi mi, minus my thought.
Mistaken identity,
You are not what you used to be,
Not so complimentary,
How can I minus my thought,
Day to day empathy,
You've got me so in between,
Myself and my memory,
How can I minus my thought, mi mi mi, minus my thought.
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2. |
Min/us - Radio Edit
03:29
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I forgive you but don't you forget it,
Main agenda on my final letter,
Always so tactile in my words,
Just a thought ...
Imagine all those tears of freeze-dried emotion,
To talk a while of grandiose notions,
To feel something other than,
Fearful thought ...
But certainty is fleeting, deceiving, morose and its needing,
To witness a feeling, so frightful and feeble,
It burns like a furnace,
What's mine is just not us, what's mine is just not us, what's mine is just ...
Mistaken identity,
You are not what you used to be,
Not so complimentary,
How can I minus my thought,
Day to day empathy,
You've got me so in between,
Myself and my memory,
How can I minus my thought, mi mi mi, minus my thought.
Johanna is just a product of mindless attention,
She is obsessed with multi-platform mentions,
That inflate a sense of doubt,
In her brain.
The neighbors talk then talk some more,
They say she is addicted to white beach shores,
Scratch that, white line bathroom powdered nose,
On her face.
But certainty is fleeting, deceiving, morose and its needing,
To witness a feeling, so frightful and feeble,
It burns like a furnace,
What's mine is just not us, what's mine is just not us, what's mine is just ...
Mistaken identity,
You are not what you used to be,
Not so complimentary,
How can I minus my thought,
Day to day empathy,
You've got me so in between,
Myself and my memory,
How can I minus my thought, mi mi mi, minus my thought.
Mistaken identity,
You are not what you used to be,
Not so complimentary,
How can I minus my thought,
Day to day empathy,
You've got me so in between,
Myself and my memory,
How can I minus my thought, mi mi mi, minus my thought.
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