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Ash - Indie, Volume 9 - Burn Baby Burn
Indie, Volume 9
Disc 1
01. Cherry Lips (Go Baby Go!)
02. Rockin’ the Suburbs
03. The Hindu Times
04. This Mess We’re In
05. Island in the Sun
06. Souljacker, Part I
07. Twenty Years
08. Sexual Healing
09. Lullaby
10. Knives Out
11. Gabriel
12. Roseability
13. Bliss
14. Economic Decline
15. Shock
16. Supagloo
17. Karma
18. You Give Me Something
19. Superstylin’
20. Man... It’s So Loud in Here
Disc 2
01. Main Offender
02. First Date
03. She’s Got the Look
04. Divine Intervention
05. Mean Girl
06. Fall Down
07. Say What?
08. Hope Is Where the Heart Is
09. Nice to Know You
10. The Cell
11. Feel So Numb
12. Bodies
13. Sonne
14. Linchpin
15. Synthetic
16. Squash That Fly
17. The Shame of Life
18. Giving In
19. Flashback
20. What I Always Wanted
21. Burn Baby Burn
22. Killing Time
You're all I have in this teenage twilight
Your golden hair and pale blue eyes
But through all the days
And the sleepless nights
We have never been satisfied
Tumbling like the leaves
We are spiraling on the breeze
Almost to the point of no return
Everything will burn baby burn
Look into my tired eyes
See someone you don't recognize
Binds that can't be untied
This is slow suicide
Feelings that I can't disguise
Never will be reconciled
Something inside has died
You walk like you're in a daze
Unresponsive eyes in a distant gaze
Like all the good times have flown away
And their memory leaves a bitter taste
Tumbling like the leaves
We are spiraling on the breeze
Destructive love is all we have
Destructive love is all I am
Look into my tired eyes
See someone you don't recognize
Binds that can't be untied
This is slow suicide
Feelings that I can't disguise
Never will be reconciled
Something inside has died
Vicious bitter words
Becoming more and more cruel
But you always take me back
And let me lick your wounds
Tumbling like the leaves
We are spiraling on the breeze
Almost to the point of no return
Everything will burn baby burn
Look into my tired eyes
See someone you don't recognize
Binds that can't be untied
This is slow suicide
Feelings that I can't disguise
We're living in a compromise
Something inside has died