Teenage Sounds

I'm sick of living under everybody's shadow. I'm sick of everyone's success, I know that's shallow. I sick of hearing people lie to get by, to get by.

Trap On Fire (remix)

The Glitzy Hive

[Chorus]. Party, she's at the monster party. Party, party. Party, she's at the monster party. Party, party. . [Verse One]. Little girl flipping through your phone.

Terminally Chill

Just asleep, she's been waiting to creep. For a long time. Friendly eyes, so small, they rise. From the waist line. . In dreams came callipygous things.

Trouble

Trouble. . I don't look for trouble. But trouble looks for me. And it's been waiting around corners. since I was seventeen. they say here. comes a hurricane.

The Wizard Believe

Wizard Intro. Wizard: "Let's see, you're uh, traveling in disguise. No, uh that's not right, I'm eh. You're uh going on a visit. No, I'm wrong that's... You're running away. Now why are you running away? No no no no don't tell me. They, uh, they don't understand you. They don't appreciate you. You wanna see other lands, big cities, big mountains, big oceans...".

Take Me To Church

[Jess:]. My lover's got humour. She's the giggle at a funeral. Everybody's disapproval. I should've worshiped her sooner. . If the Heavens ever did speak.

Tv Treated [radio Edit]

Tv Treated [dave Clarke Gothic Remix]

Twisted Mess

The first kiss you planted to my face.. The second twist tonight, a fate.. And somehow the taste of fear. took up all the space in here.. . (more or less).

Twisted

I think I could give myself up to you. Cause you pushed your way thru my attitude. But a taste of life on the tip of my tongue. Won't let me forget. It just reminds me.

Trout

You can find some time to be someone. Like a Valentine for a lonely soul. You can treat me like a fool and hate. . Some love brings me down. Some love turns me round an' round.

Trouble Man

I've come up hard, baby, now I'm cool. Didn't make it sugar, playing by the rules. I've come up hard, baby but now I'm fine. In checking trouble sugar, moving down the line.

The Next Generation

Autumn Breeze, a Spring Tease. Summer days and winter nights. The seasons change and that's a fact. Is it not Domo Arigato, Danke, Merci?. . Mothers and daughters, fathers and sons.

The White One

Trapped in this cage. With myself. The same black bars. Fill me full of rage. . (From an unspeakable past, I grace your life). . Close your eyes. Rest your mind.

The Infinity Of Thought

The mind a machine. Born with error. With the cosmic waves pulling apart. The fabric of our time. . So many streams of light. Piercing through the unknown.

The Hive

April night-time. And we run like muscles through the stagnant nodes of man. Blood-bridges lean towards the gaping synapses. to disarm the stars within us.

The 26 Letters Of Your Universe

Touch

To Be While Not Being