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I’m not a mind reader
But I’m picking up your psychic pain
Even though I’m not a mind reader
I hear everything you won't say
I see you got hours to burn
But not a minute for me today
Even though I’m no timekeeper
I feel every second slipping away
Monday to Sunday’s my merry-go-round
Can’t look over my shoulder with my head in the sand
Sunday to Monday’s a blink and you're dead
Until then babe you'd better get out of my head
I can’t breathe
Said I’m not a mind reader
But I’m picking up your psychic pain
Even though I’m not a mind reader
I’m seeing things that I can't explain
They say ‘sleep soundly in the dark’
But you’ve gotta move into the light, into the light
Into the light of day
Even though I’m no mind reader
I know something isn’t right here
Is that a cloud on your face when I see you again?
Can’t run around the corner with my feet in cement
Dirty glass, broken tiles and an unmade bed
So loud now baby better get out of my head
I can’t breathe
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In The Dark
02:33
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I’m not quick with big decisions
I’m not good late night at the bar
I’ve got piles of dirty dishes
Apologies only get ya so far
Ohhh in the dark
If the tide gets too close can you build a raft?
Not everyone knows
When it’s time to go
I was searching for your weakness
Intentionally stepping on your toes
Pouring water on my own mattress
Tiny holes in all your favourite clothes
Ohhh in the dark
If the dawn seems too far can you make your own spark?
Not everyone knows
When it’s time to go
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Hand In The Fire
03:41
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Where can I turn it off?
Where can I lay my head?
When people say
That girl’s insane
That she’s to blame
What she been saying
Where can I pull the plug?
Where can I hang my neck?
You built my maze
Give the crowd a wave
When the sun beats down
It burns my face
I’m reaching out
Put my hand in the fire
I’m reaching out
For someone to shine a light on
I’m reaching out
For a sign in the wire
I’m reaching out
Put my hand in the fire
And I walk home after dark
And I go through the park after midnight
And I go to my girlfriend’s place of work
And have a cig or a drink if I have a thirst
No one’s gonna tell me what to do
No one’s gonna sell me what to say
No one’s gonna shout me out their car
No one’s gonna say how close how far how close how far how close how far how close how far
Now I’m reaching out
Put my hand in the fire
Now I’m reaching out
For someone to shine a light on
Now I’m reaching out
For a sign in the wire
Now I’m reaching out
Put my hand in the fire
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Domino
03:26
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Heaven Knows
04:31
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I Can't Go On
04:19
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You're A Star
04:08
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Try Me Now
02:58
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Don't Let Me Down
03:47
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Summer Flake Melbourne, Australia
Melbourne/ Naarm based three-piece featuring Steph Crase (Skid City, Fair Maiden, Batrider), Joel Carey (Peak Twins) and Perry Mahoney (The Shifters) is back in 2023 playing new songs with fuzzy guitars and bitter-sweet pop melodies.
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