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ITUNES: http://found.ee/lostisles Ocean Ate Alaska's "Linger," taken from the debut album 'Lost Isles' available now. Track Listing: 1. Fourthirtytwo (Intro) 2. Blood Brothers 3. High Horse 4. Vultures and Sharks 5. Downsides 6. Floorboards 7. Linger 8. Equinox (Interlude) 9. Part of Something 10. Over the Edge 11. Entity 12. Lost Isles 13. Mirage Stay connected: http://oceansatealaska.co.uk / oceansatealaska / oceansatealaska / oceansatealaska Video by Rain City Productions. You was always trying to make us into something we could never be So you may as well erase me. Best kept memories, worthless apologies. Inseparable, now you won’t even acknowledge me. You were all that I had; you were all that I had. We would run between the lines and I would chase you every single time. Painting by numbers, how hard could it be? Stole all the water colours from our dreams. Told me our future was all just make-believe. Ripped me open for my friends to see, destroyed my world and made me bleed. Lost the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen. You took my heart and painted it black, looking on the bright side is something I lack. You were all that I had. I lie in my room pulling out my own hair. It gives me something to do, but doesn’t get me anywhere. Not even time can repair the space the you left here in my chest. You linger in the air. So fuck the facts, you knew all along we’d never last. You were all that I had, you were all that I had. We would run between the lines and I would chase you every single time. Painting by numbers, how hard could it be? Stole all the water colours from our dreams. I lie in my room pulling out my own hair. It gives me something to do, but doesn’t get me anywhere. Not even time can repair the space the you left here in my chest. You linger in the air. I used to think you was beautiful. But now you’re just bland and I’m so cynical. Your colours faded away unlike my feelings for you.