Cold Pillows

by The Foolish

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RNM099 / Red Nail Music, 2010

Tracklisting:
1. Let Us Be
2. The Ghost Of Mary Jane
3. High On Roses
4. Draw Straws
5. I'll Melt The World (and start with you)
6. Daisies
7. Unphased
8. Jaded
9. Centuries
10. Disappear
11. There's No Hope

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released 10 August 2010
all music and vocals by Bunk Nesbit (The Foolish)

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Track Name: The Ghost of Mary Jane
she takes hold when i'm alone
and i give in so carelessly
once i'm under, it's no wonder
i'll do any and everything she needs

i'm so weak when she comes calling
she's the star of all my dreams
holds me captive, but i'm willing
no need to break through the chains

and every time i feel her uneasy feeling
welcoming the shadows that dance on the ceiling
she's the one who always can ease my pain
i'm haunted by the ghost of mary jane

she takes hold when i'm alone
and i give in so carelessly
once i'm under, it's no wonder
i'll do everything she needs

and every time i feel her uneasy feeling
welcoming the shadows that dance on the ceiling
she's the one who always can ease my pain
i'm haunted by the ghost of mary jane
Track Name: High On Roses
had enough of the season of misery
boarded up all the memories, tore them to pieces
changed all the locks
accepted that this was more than enough

owning up to the failure, sorrow and grief
finger pointing at nothing, no one receiving
a splintered touch
nothing that's done would be good enough

i'm dead on my feet but high on roses
out to appease this broken heart
i'm trying to keep all my composure
but matters of peace get torn apart
and we're a long, long way from the start

no one out there is listening, all deaf ears
turn away from the truth, there's no loss of hearing
it's all a bluff
to never exist wouldn't be good enough

i'm dead on my feet but high on roses
out to appease this broken heart
i'm trying to keep all my composure
but matters of peace get torn apart
and we're a long, long way from the start

i'm dead on my feet but high on roses
out to appease this broken heart
i'm trying to keep all my composure
but matters of peace get torn apart
and we're not too far from afar