1. |
The Rabbit
02:48
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Who gives a fuck the weight you gained?
The hair you lost, then found again,
And it feels like we're running in the same in the same race,
Feels like we're running at the same pace.
Who pick the teams - pick me last.
I'm not ready for your forward pass
Cuz it feels like you're waiting for a better past,
Feels like you're waiting for a better path.
Run Little Rabbit x2
Run Little Rabbit, Run
I believe the mirror lies -
C'mon man look me in the eyes,
Cuz it feels I'm waiting for an alibi,
Feels like you're looking for a reason why.
If that's your best then never mind.
I can't bother throwing you more lines.
Cuz it feels like you're hanging on my every word.
Feels like you're hanging on my every word.
Run Little Rabbit x2
Run Little Rabbit, Run
Who gives a fuck about your grey.
The weight you lost, then found again.
Does it feel like you're running in the same place.
Feel like you're running and you can't get away.
Run Little Rabbit x2
Run Little Rabbit, Run
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2. |
Little Things
03:03
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Let's break a glass window
With a brick made of concrete
It was just an idea
To see how your heartbreaks, to hear how your heart aches.
Let's break a glass ceiling
Then fall into pieces.
Lie like you mean it
When they say, 'how you feeling'.
When all that you needed, was all inside.
I fell in love with the Little Things,
Got lost in the Little Things,
Saw the Devil in the Little Things,
Saw the Devil in you.
Dumb dictionary, how'd I end up beside you.
Got lost in the meaning,
Instead of saying I need you too.
You said what you mean is true.
If this is what it takes to win the war
If this is what it takes to win the war
I want more, I want more, I want more.
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3. |
Piano Song
03:35
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Love, have you got enough?
Have you got enough or have I gone and lost my touch?
As if I had a choice..
Love, am I strong enough?
Am I strong enough or have I gone and lost my tough?
As if I had a choice.. as if it was up to you.
As if it was up to you. As if I had a choice.
Love chooses you x4
As if I had a choice..
Love, am I rich enough?
If I'm rich enough then why'd my silver lining rust?
As if I had a choice..
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4. |
Money
04:05
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All this drifting away, to better make myself scarce.
I replenish from within, my dear,
try to ration out my prayers.
Roaring rivers turn to rust - better dust for fingerprints.
Clap your hands, clap your hands, my dear,
to destroy the evidence.
All this time you thought was money,
All along it was the cost.
Why you always on the run?
Why you always skipping class?
Why do I believe in lies my dear, when you say this too shall pass.
[ch]
Sometimes silence strangles words,
Sometimes lovers cover tracks,
Sometimes love is all you need, my dear,
Sometimes love can't make it last.
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Countless Numbers Toronto, Ontario
Countless Numbers tell their story through honest songwriting, rolling basslines, hard truths, and soft
angles.
They have recorded three EPs: Won (2017), Seconds (2019), and Ai Yai Yai (2022).
Countless Numbers are:
Cary Parker – vocals, guitar, keys
Lionel Doe – lead guitar, vocals
Tristan Melendreras – bass, vocals
Devin Jannetta – drums, vocals
... more
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