1. |
Gloria
03:18
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What's up, I say nothing at all
Sometimes I think I stand up just to fall
All actions have a consequence
So say something in your defence
Good luck in your future alone
You're nothing more than a contact on my phone
Gloria,
Tried to ignore ya
Nothing before ya
Oh Gloria
You came and you moved into my heart
I thought that something good was about to start
But your reactions had a consequence
I couldn't help but take offence
So good luck in your future alone
You're nothing more than a contact on my phone
Gloria,
Tried to ignore ya
Nothing before ya
Oh Gloria
There's no hope
A face I'll never forget
The best song of the set
A dedication to you
For breaking my heart in two
Breaking my heart in two
Gloria, try to ignore ya
Nothing before ya
Oh Gloria
There's no hope
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2. |
Biggest Fan
03:24
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Pose for a photo
I've been a fan since day one now
Yeah yeah yeah
I know it's been a long time
But I bet that people remember you
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Now he's only looking out for number one
Look at what your hero has become
You must be mistaken
I think I've just got one of those faces
Yeah yeah yeah
Let me enjoy my evening
I think it's about time I was leaving
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Now he's only looking out for number one
Look at what your hero has become
Days of honesty, humility are gone
Look at what your hero has become
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3. |
Embedded Video
02:48
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A green circle and you think that I'm there,
Available but I just won't share
Using words that I can't relate,
I need something to communicate.
It's clichéd and I understand;
I feel nothing when I type with my hands
But let me show you some media,
We'll fall in live through Wikipedia
Some people like emotions,
but I'm not one of those.
I got to know you through embedded videos
Distant stare like I'm in a dream,
My face lit by computer screen.
Headphones on but nothing's playing
at 3am and my mind is racing
It's clichéd and I understand,
I feel nothing when I type with my hands
But let me show you some media;
and hey Charlie bit my finger
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4. |
Saturday Girl
03:36
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Weekends meant nothing at all until you came along
Nameless badge and northern drawl, chewing gum that smelled so strong
But you can make my heart explode
Every time you scan that barcode
I've been there so many times and I know, I know
Seeing that same Saturday girl when I go, I go
Enthusiasm's five syllables that you can't comprehend
But lackluster stacking shelves, you know I can't pretend
I don't wanna spend my days
With a girl on minimum wage
I've been there so many times and I know, I know
Seeing that same Saturday girl when I go, I go
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5. |
Fear of Failure
02:58
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It's not impossible to be what you want to be
Nothing is what it seems, until you see what's underneath
Look inside, it's surprising what you'll find
Just let it rise up to the top
Whoa oh ohh!
Whoa oh ohh!
It's easy to never take a chance, being too afraid of how people may react
Making mistakes is how you'll find a path, fear of failure should never hold you back
Look inside, it's surprising what you find
Just let it rise up to the top
Whoa oh ohh!
Whoa oh ohh!
It's normal to be afraid of the unknown
But those who stay away tend to be alone
Stay positive, and leave your shell behind
I'll be waiting when you reach the other side
Whoa oh ohh!
Whoa oh ohh!
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Cue Tigers Preston, UK
Cue Tigers are a rock band from Preston. We play music that is joyful and loud. Usually gigging somewhere - check Facebook for details (www.facebook.com/cuetigers)
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