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| 5:44 | 
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| 2. |
| 4:35 | 
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I took a long hard look
And turned my head I took a long hard listen To everything said Every question has to answers One for me And one for you These are the sadistic years So pour me another These are the sadistic years And the beat still goes on Don't give me that Strange look Enter my head if you want to see something Look straight ahead Every question has to answers One for me And one for you These are the sadistic years So pour me another These are the sadistic years So pour me another But the beat still goes on But the beat still goes on And on and on and on These are the sadistic years These are the sadistic years So pour me another and Another and another and another To wash the grays of days away And another To wash the grays of days away |
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| 3. |
| 4:25 |
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So hard to see you
When you're in the room All that you hate Is but a picture of you As vague as a screen Under the red and blue All that you hate Is but a picture of you No need to pine Or hide anymore Too late to answer The knock on the door No more long days waiting Looking with hope to the sky No need for reasons No need for reasons Why... What you've been used to What you've been through Never known mercy Have none to show What you've been used to What you become... A little short of What you used to want No more long days waiting Looking with hope to the sky No need for reasons No need for reasons Why... |
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| 4. |
| 4:10 |
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> Don't ask me
What's on my mind Unless you really want To know Talk of fear... The killing kind Never been the one To let it show Fear is talking Always talking I can't hear hear a word When I get angry At what I feel I never let it get too real Means so much To someone with expectations There's never enough Means so much And it's too tempting To listen Fear is talking Always talking I can't hear hear a word When I get angry At what I feel I never let it get too real You could talk faster And run out of time And here's just never enough Anger keeps burning it up Fear is talking Always talking I can't hear hear a word When I get angry At what I feel I never let it get too real |
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| 5. |
| 4:22 |
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The path is paved
With past mistakes The faceless dance On the dead in the way My heart beats like A lonely voice My head is full of noise If I had any sense Of where to go I'd give up leading And I'd follow My heart beats like A lonely voice My head is full of noise I hear the teenage laughter Of a cruel little girl And a conscience That I can't control A million voices Trying to be heard I can't decipher A single word My heart beats like A lonely voice My head is full of noise The bones and bodies Underfoot all shattered By the time it takes Still haunting Waiting on the wind They call And no one hears I hear the teenage laughter Of a cruel little girl And a conscience That I can't control A million voices Trying to be heard I can't decipher A single word My heart beats like A lonely voice My head is full of noise I hear the scuffle And I feel every punch I hear I hear Altogether too much My heart beats like A lonely voice My head is full of noise |
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| 6. |
| 5:04 |
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See Saturn locked in rings
Bound with broken rings To dance infinite circles See love a tearful man Doing what he can He feeds He feeds his life A purpose Tune in, tune out Turn everything ground Don't let your head get down Don't let your head... Get down She see's seasons come and go Peaks from oceans grow It's only natural To be out Turn everything around Don't let your head get down Don't let your head... Get down |
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| 7. |
| 3:55 |
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Head up in the clouds
So much you can't see I'm getting dizzy Looking around Once it was easy As nothing To take leave Far from the smog On terra firma Goings on what's going on On here on the third one The third one Terra firma's gone to smog At a foolish place To any one place On the overgrown path The future fast The more you Want it to last Terra firma's gone to smog Take me far from the smog On Terra Firma I'm getting dizzy Looking around Once it was easy Terra firma's gone to smog |
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| 8. |
| 4:24 |
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| 9. |
| 4:33 |
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You can't get it
I can't get enough to Last the week What you hear and that You understand are two different things Barefoot poets heed The mind's filthy dirty Deeds holding tightly To the faith in a serpent's grasp Heal the heathens What a miracle Heal the heathens Spilling the blood Of the faithful Up and down or down and out It's all the same To need I don't need the things You need to get me Out of my seat I don't need the Crutch of faith To comfort me Heal the heathens What a miracle Heal the heathens Spilling the blood Of the faithful Barefoot poets heed The mind's filthy dirty Deeds holding tightly To the faith in a serpent's grasp Stand up and walk Stand up and walk Your lack of faith Has made you well I don't need a crutch My lack of faith has made me well Stand up and walk Heal the heathens What a miracle Heal the heathens Spilling the blood Of the faithful |
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| 10. |
| 7:38 |
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| 11. |
| 6:27 |
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See Saturn locked in rings
Bound with broken rings To dance infinite circles See love a tearful man Doing what he can He feeds He feeds his life A purpose Tune in, tune out Turn everything ground Don't let your head get down Don't let your head... Get down She see's seasons come and go Peaks from oceans grow It's only natural To be out Turn everything around Don't let your head get down Don't let your head... Get down |
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