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Is this just another day?
This God forgotten place First comes love, then comes pain Let the games begin Questions rise and answers fall Insurmountable Love boat captain Take the reigns and steer us towards the clear, here It's already been sung, but it can't be said enough Is this just another phase Of earthquakes making waves? Trying to shake the cancer off Aah, stupid human beings Once you hold the hand of love It's all surmountable Hold me and make it the truth That when all is lost, there'll be you 'Cause to the universe I don't mean a thing And there's just one word I still believe And it's love It's an art to live with pain Mix the light into gray Lost nine friends we'll never know Two years ago today And if our lives became too long Would it add to our regret? And the young, they can lose hope 'Cause they can't see beyond today The wisdom that the old can't give away, hey Constant recall Sometimes life don't leave you alone Hold me and make it the truth That when all is lost, there will be you 'Cause to the universe I don't mean a thing And there's just one word that I still believe And it's love, love, love, love, love Love boat captain take the reigns Steer us towards the clear I know it's already been sung Can't be said enough Love is all you need All you need is love, love, love |
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| 2. |
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Lives opened and trashed,
Look, Ma, watch me crash, No time to question. Why'd nothing last? Grasp and hold on, We're dying fast. Soon be over and I will relent. Let the ocean swell, dissolve 'way my past. Three days and maybe longer, Won't even know I've left. Under your tongue, I'm like a tab, I will give you what you're not supposed to have. Under my breath, I swear by sin, for better or worse, A best we began. Let the sun climb, oh, burn 'way my mask. Three days and maybe longer. Shed my skin at last... shed... shed. Let the sun shine, burn 'way my mask. Three days and maybe longer, Won't ever find me here. Let the ocean dissolve 'way my past. Four days and not much longer... Let my spirit pass... This is, this is... This is, this is... This is, this is... This is, this is... my last exit. |
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| 3. |
| 2:41 |
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One, two, three, four, five against one
Five, five, against one Said one, two, three, four, five against one Five, five, five, five, five against one Torture from you to me Abducted from the street I'd rather be... I'd rather be with... I'd rather be with an animal Why would you wanna hurt me? Oh, so frightened of your pain I'd rather be... I'd rather be with... I'd rather be with an animal I'd rather be... I'd rather be... I'd rather be with... I'd rather be with an animal I'd rather be... I'd rather be with... I'd rather be with an animal I'd rather be... I'd rather be... I'd rather be with... I'd rather be with an animal Said one, two, three, four, five against one Five, five, five, five, five against one One, two, three, four, five against one Five, five, five, five, five against one |
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| 4. |
| 3:46 |
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I'm ahead, I'm a man I'm the first mammal to wear pants, yeah I'm at peace with my lust I can kill 'cause in god I trust, yeah It's evolution, baby I'm at peace, I'm the man Buying stocks on the day of the crash, yeah On the loose, I'm a truck All the rolling hills, I'll flatten them out, yeah It's herd behavior, uh huh It's evolution, baby Admire me, admire my home Admire my son, he's my clone Yeah yeah, yeah yeah This land is mine, this land is free I'll do what I want but irresponsibly It's evolution, baby I'm a thief, I'm a liar There's my church, I sing in the choir: Hal-le-lu-jah Hal-le-lu-jah Admire me, admire my home Admire my son, admire my clones Cause we know, appetite for a nightly feast Those ignorant Indians got nothing on me Nothin', why? Because, it's evolution, baby! I am ahead, I am advanced I am the first mammal to make plans, yeah I crawled the Earth, but now I'm higher 2010, watch it go to fire It's evolution, baby It's evolution, baby Do the evolution! Come on C'mon, c'mon! |
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| 5. |
| 3:51 |
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Tell me what I wanna hear
This shit's too good to be true My dear Tell me lies Tell me lies, tell me Tell me lies, tell me Help me, help me, help me Help me, help me, help me Storybook keeps from hurting me You see Shell of the man from the sea Tell me lies Tell me lies, tell me Tell me lies, tell me Tell me why Tell me why, tell me Tell me why, tell me Tell me lies Tell me lies, tell me Tell me lies, tell me Help me, help me, help me Help me, help me, help me Reservoir of hate and fear Invisible, in repair A hundred thieves cast a spell This is hell Help me, help me, help me Help me, help me, help me The man they call my enemy, I've seen his eyes He looks just like me, a mirror The more you read, we've been deceived Everyday it becomes clearer Clearer, clearer Clearer, clearer Clearer, clearer Not my enemy No, not my enemy Don't speak for me No, not my enemy |
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| 6. |
| 3:20 |
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Have a drink they're buying
Bottom of bottle of denial Big guy, big eye watching me Have to wonder what it sees, sin Progress laced with ramifications Freedom's big blur, oh Pull the innocent from a crowd Raise those sticks them bring them down If they fail to obey Ah, if they fail to obey, yeah, yeah For every tool they lend us A loss of independence I pledge my grievance to the flag 'Cause you don't give blood then take it back again Oh, we're all deserving something more Progress taste it, invest it all Champagne breakfast for everyone Break the innocent when they're proud Raise those stakes then bring 'em down If they fail to obey Oh, if they fail to obey Pledge your grievance to the flag 'Cause don't give blood then take it back again Oh, we're all deserving something more Have a, have a drink, drink I want to breathe part of the scene I want to taste everyone I see I want to run when I'm up high I want to run to the sea I want to life to be I just want to be I will feel alive as long as I am free |
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| 7. |
| 2:42 |
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I want for to lay down
I'm waiting till sundown, uh I'm searching the haystacks Water is sunshine Wait for the moment The moment between us The fire is made now Harder to touch I wanted to get right I wanted to get right I wanted to get right With it, with you Baker's dozen parades Stand and debate Out single file Nine in a row Swear if you must Keeping your boots on Float with the now Hot to the touch Concrete underground Cast out everyday Dregs of society Underbelly Inside of me Rejoice and follow thee I wanted to get right I wanted to get right I wanted to get right With it, with you, woohoo With you I wanted to get right I wanted to get right I wanted to get right I wanted to get right with I wanted to get right I wanted to get right I wanted to get right I wanted to get right |
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| 8. |
| 3:20 |
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I seem to recognize your face
Haunting, familiar, yet I can't seem to place it Cannot find the candle of thought to light your name Lifetimes are catching up with me All these changes taking place I wish I'd seen the place, but no one's ever taken me Hearts and thoughts they fade, fade away Hearts and thoughts they fade, fade away I swear I recognize your breath Memories like fingerprints are slowly raising Me you wouldn't recall, for I'm not my former It's hard when you're stuck upon the shelf I changed by not changing at all, small town predicts my fate Perhaps that's what no one wants to see I just wanna scream hello My god, it's been so long, never dreamed you'd return But now here you are, and here I am Hearts and thoughts, they fade away Hearts and thoughts, they fade, fade away Hearts and thoughts, they fade, fade away Hearts and thoughts, they fade away Hearts and thoughts, they fade, fade away Hearts and thoughts, they fade, fade away Hearts and thoughts, they fade, fade away Hearts and thoughts, they fade |
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| 9. |
| 5:50 |
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Vacate is the word
Vengeance has no place on me or her Cannot find the comfort in this world Artificial tear Vessel stabbed, next up, volunteers? Vulnerable, wisdom can't adhere A truant finds home and a will to hold on But there's a trapdoor in the sun It's immortality… As privileged as a whore Victims in demand for public show Swept out through the cracks beneath the door Holier than thou, how? Surrendered, executed, anyhow… Scrawls resolved, cigar box on the floor A truant finds home and a will to hold onto There's a trapdoor in the sun It's immortality... I cannot stop the thought running out the door Coming up a which way sign All good truants must decide Oh, stripped and sold, mom… Auctioned forearm and whiskers in the sink Truants move on, cannot stay long Some die just to live… Oh… |
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| 10. |
| 7:35 |
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Freezing, rests his head on a pillow made of concrete, again
Oh, feeling maybe he'll see a little better set of days-ah, ooh, yeah Oh, hand out, faces that he sees time again ain't that familiar, oh yeah Oh, dark grin, he can't help, when he's happy looks insane, oh yeah Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away Someday yet, he'll begin his life again Life again, life again Kneelin', looking through the paper though he doesn't know to read, ooh yeah Oh, prayin', now to something that has never showed him anything Oh, feelin', understands the weather of the winters on its way Oh, ceilings, few and far between all the legal halls of shame, yeah Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away Someday yet, he'll begin his life again Whispering hands, gently lead him away Him away, him away Yeah! Woo...ah yeah...fuck it up Hey man, you got a dollar? Come on just some spare change man, I know you got Well God bless you man, God bless you Even flow, thoughts arrive like butterflies Oh, he don't know, so he chases them away Someday yet, he'll begin his life again, yeah Oh, whispering hands, gently lead him away Him away, him away Yeah! Woo...uh huh...yeah, yeah, mommy, mommy |
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| 11. |
| 4:13 |
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On the edge
Windowsill Ponders his maker Ponders his will To the street below He just ain't nothin' But he's got a great view And he sinks a needle deep Can't touch the bottom In too deep Can't touch the bottom On the edge of a Know-nothing town Feeling quite superior The aged come To the sky above He just ain't nothin' But he's got a great view And he sinks a burning knife deep Can't touch the bottom In too deep, yeah Uh-huh, can't touch the bottom In too deep On the edge of a Christmas clean love Young virgin from Heaven Visiting To the man above her She just ain't nothing But she doesn't like the view She doesn't like the view She doesn't like the view But he sinks himself deep Can't touch the bottom In too deep, hey Can't touch the bottom, can't touch the bottom Deep Can't, oh, touch the bottom Can't, oh, touch the bottom Can't, oh, touch the bottom Can't, oh, touch the bottom Can't, oh, touch the bottom Can't, oh, touch the bottom, yeah Oh |
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| 12. |
| 0:58 |
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Drive down the street can't find the keys to my own fucking home.
I'll take a walk so I could curse my ass for being dumb. I'll make a right, after the arches, stinking grease and bone. Stopped at the supermarket people stare like I'm a dog. I'm going to Lukin's. I've got a spot at Lukin's. I knocked the door at Lukin's. Open the fridge. Now I know life is worth. I found the key but I return to find an open door. Some fucking freak who claims I fathered, by rape, her own son. I find my wife, I call the cops, this days work's never done. The last I heard that freak was purchasing a fucking gun. |
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| 13. |
| 4:46 |
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The waiting drove me mad
You're finally here and I'm a mess I take your entrance back Can't let you roam inside my head I don't want to take what you can give I would rather starve than eat your bread I would rather run but I can't walk Guess I'll lie alone just like before I'll take the firmest path Oh, and I must refuse your test Push me and I will resist This behavior's not unique I don't want to hear from those who know They can buy, but can't put on my clothes I don't want to limp for them to walk Never would have known of me before I don't want to be held in your debt I'll pay it off in blood, let I be wed I'm already cut up and half-dead I'll end up alone like I began Everything has chains Absolutely nothing's changed Take my hand, not my picture, spilled my tincture... I don't want to take what you can give I would rather starve than eat your breast All the things that others want for me Can't buy what I want because it's free Can't buy what I want because it's free Can't be what you want because I'm... Ain't supposed to be just one Oh, to live and die, let it be done I figure I'll be damned, all alone like I began It's your move now I thought you were a friend But I guess I... I guess I hate you... |
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| 14. |
| 4:29 |
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I have not been home since you left long ago
I'm thumbing my way back to heaven Calm steps walking backwards on the road I'm counting my way back to heaven I can't be free with what's locked inside of me If there was a key you took it in your hand There's no wrong or right but I'm sure there's good and bad The questions linger overhead No matter how cold the winter, there's a springtime ahead I'm thumbing my way back to heaven I wish that I could hold you, I wish that I had Thinking 'bout heaven I let go of the rope thinking that's what held me back And in time I've realized it's now wrapped around my neck I can't see what's next from this lonely overpass Hang my head and count my steps as another car goes past All the rusted signs we ignored throughout our lives Choosing the shiny ones instead I turned my back, now there's no turning back Mmmmmmm No matter how cold the winter, there's a springtime ahead I smile, but who am I kidding? I'm just walking the mile, every once in a while get a ride I'm thumbing my way back to heaven I'm thumbing my way back to heaven I'm thumbing my way back to heaven |
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| 3:18 |
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There's a light when my baby is in my arms
There's a light when the window shades are drawn Hesitate when I feel I may do harm to her Wash it off, 'cause this feeling we can share And I know she's reached my heart in thin air Byzantine is reflected in our pond There's a cloud, but the water remains calm Reaching in, the sun's fingers clutch the dawn to pass Even out, it's a precious thing to bear And I know she's reached my heart in thin air Yes, I know she's reached my heart in thin air It's not in my past to presume Love can keep on moving in both directions How to be happy and true Is the quest we're taking on together Taking on, on, on, on, on Taking on, on, on, on, on There's a light when my baby's in my arms And I know she's reached my heart in thin air And I know she's reached my heart in thin air And I know she's reached my heart in thin air Yes, I know she's reached my heart |
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| 3:39 |
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I admit it -- what's to say? Yeah
I'll relive it without pain Backstreet lover on the side of the road I got a bomb in my temple that is gonna explode I got a sixteen gauge buried under my clothes, I play Once upon a time, I could control myself Ooh, once upon a time, I could lose myself, yeah Oh, try and mimic what's insane -- ooh, yeah I am in it -- where do I stand? Oh, Indian summer and I hate the heat I got a backstreet lover on the passenger seat I got my hand in my pocket, so determined, discreet I pray Once upon a time I could control myself Ooh, once upon a time I could lose myself, yeah, yeah You think I got my eyes closed But I'm lookin' at you the whole fuckin' time Ooh, once upon a time I could control myself, yeah Once upon a time I could lose myself, yeah, yeah, yeah Once, upon a time I could love myself, yeah Once upon a time I could love you, yeah, yeah, yeah Once, once, once, once Yeah...once, once...yeah, yeah Yeah...yeah, yeah...yeah, yeah |
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| 4:16 |
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All in all, it's no one's fault
excuses turn to carbon walls Blame it all on chemical intercourse The swallowed seeds of arrogance Breeding in the thoughts of ten- Thousand fools who fight irrelevance The full moon is dead skin The one down here is wearing thin So set up the ten pins As the human tide rolls in Like a ball that's spinning Bombs dropping down Overhead, underground It's instilled to wanna live Bombs, dropping down Please forgive our hometown In our insignificance "Turn the jukebox up," he said, Dancing in irreverance "Play C3, let the song protest." The plates begin to shift Perfect lefts come rolling in I was alone and far away When I heard the band start playing On the lip, late take off Bombs dropping down Overhead, underground It's instilled to wanna live Bombs, dropping down Please forgive our hometown In our insignificance Feel like resonance of distance In the blood, the iron lies It's instilled to wanna live Bombs, dropping down Please forgive our hometown In our insignificance In our insignificance |
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| 3. |
| 8:40 |
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I took a drive today
Time to emancipate I guess it was the beatings, made me wise But I'm not about to give thanks, or apologize I couldn't breathe, holding me down Hand on my face, pushed to the ground Enmity gauged, united by fear Forced to endure what I could not forgive I seem to look away Wounds in the mirror waved It wasn't my surface most defiled Head at your feet, fool to your crown Fist on my plate, swallowed it down Enmity gauged, united by fear Tried to endure what I could not forgive Saw things Saw things Saw things Saw things Clearer Clearer Once you were in my rear view mirror I gather speed from you, fucking with me Once and for all, I'm far away I hardly believe, finally the shades are raised Hey, yeah Saw things so much clearer Once you, once you Rear view mirror Saw things so much clearer Once you, once you Rear view mirror Saw things so much clearer Once you, once you Rear view mirror Saw things so much clearer Once you Oh yeah |
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| 2:39 |
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Don't need a helmet, got a hard, hard head.
Don't need a raincoat, I'm already wet. Don't need a bandage, there's too much blood. After a while, seems to roll right off. They're whipping... They're whipping... They're whipping... They're whipping... Don't need a hand, there's always arms attached. Don't get behind, I can't fall back. Why must we trust all these rusted rails? They don't want no change we already have. They're whipping... They're whipping... They're whipping... They're whipping... Don't mean to push, but I'm being shoved! I'm just like you, think we've had enough. I can't believe a thing they want us to. We all got scars, they should have them, too. They're whipping... They're whipping... They're whipping... They're whipping... They're whipping... They're whipping... They're whipping... They're whipping... |
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| 3:26 |
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Got a gun, 'fact I got two.
That's okay, man, 'cause I love God. Glorified version of a pellet gun... Feels so manly, when armed. Glorified version of a pellet gun... Glorified version of a pellet gun... Glorified version of a pellet gun... Glorified version of a pellet gun... Don't think dumb is strength, Never shot at a living thing. Glorified version of a pellet gun... Feels so manly, when armed. Glorified version of a pellet gun... Glorified version of a pellet gun... Glorified version of a pellet gun... Glorified version of a... Always keep it loaded... Always keep it loaded... Always keep it loaded... Kindred to be an American... Life comes... I can feel your heart... Life comes... I can feel your heart through your neck... Life comes... I can feel your heart through your neck... Like some... I can steal your heart from your neck... Glorified... glorified... |
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| 6:35 |
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Alone, listless -- breakfast table in an otherwise empty room
Young girl, violins -- center of her own attention The mother reads aloud, child tries to understand it, tries to make her proud The shades go down, it's in her head, painted room... can't deny there's something wrong Don't call me daughter, not fit to -- the picture kept will remind me Don't call me daughter, not fit to -- the picture kept will remind me Don't call me... She holds the hand that holds her down She will rise above... Don't call me daughter, not fit to -- the picture kept will remind me Don't call me daughter, not fit to be -- the picture kept will remind me Don't call me daughter, not fit to -- the picture kept will remind me Don't call me daughter, not fit to be -- the picture kept will remind me Don't call me... The shades go down The shades go down The shades go... Go... Go... |
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| 9. |
| 8:02 |
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She lived on the curve in the road
In an old tar paper shack. On the south side of the town On the wrong side of the tracks. Sometimes on the way into town We'd say, "Mama can we stop and give her a ride?" Sometimes we did But her hands flew from her side. Wild eyed Crazy Mary. Down the long dirt road Past the Parson's place. That old blue car We used to race. Little country store with a sign tacked to the side. Said 'NO L-O-I-T-E-R-I-N-G ALLOWED.' Underneath that sign always congregated quite a crowd. Take a bottle drink it down. Pass it around. Take a bottle drink it down. Drink it... Pass it around. Pass it a... A-take a bottle drink it down. Pass it... Pass it a... Pass it around. One night thunder cracked. Mercy backed outside my windowsill. Dreamed I was flying High above the trees, over the hills. Looked down into the house of Mary. Terrible thoughts, newspaper covered walls. And Mary rising up above it all. Oh... Oh... Oh... Next morning on the way into town Saw some skid marks and followed them around. Over the curve, Through the fields, Into the house of Mary. That what you fear the most could meet you halfway. (x2) Take a bottle drink it down. Pass it around. Take a bottle drink it down. Pass it... Pass it around. Pass it a... Take a bottle drink it down. Pass it... Pass it a... Pass it around. Oh, pass it a... Pass it arround. Pass it a... Pass it a... Pass it a... Oh yeah. |
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| 7:04 |
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Son, she said, have I got a little story for you
What you thought was your daddy was nothin' but a While you were sittin' home alone at age thirteen Your real daddy was dyin' Sorry you didn't see him But I'm glad we talked Oh, I, oh, I'm still alive Hey, I, oh, I'm still alive Hey, I, oh, I'm still alive Hey, oh Oh, she walks slowly, across a young man's room She said I'm ready for you I can't remember anything to this very day 'Cept the look, the look Oh, you know where Now, I can't see, I just stare I, I'm still alive Hey, I, but, I'm still alive Hey, I, boy, I'm still alive Hey, I, I, I'm still alive, yeah Oo Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Oh Is something wrong? she said Well, of course, there is You're still alive, she said Oh, and do I deserve to be? Is that the question? And if so, if so, who answers? who answers? I, oh, I'm still alive Hey, I, oh, I'm still alive Hey, I, but, I'm still alive Yeah, I, oh, I'm still alive Yeah, I'm still alive Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Uh-huh Yeah, uh-huh Uh-huh Yeah, uh-huh Yeah, yeah, yeah |
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| 1:41 |
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| 3:24 |
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Oh...
State of love and trust as I busted down the pretext Sin still plays and preaches, but to have an empty court, uh huh And the signs are passin', grip the wheel, can't read it Sacrifice receiving the smell that's on my hands...hands...yeah And I listen for the voice inside my head Nothin', I'll do this one myself Lay her down as priest does, should the Lord be a countin' Will be in my honour, make it pain, painfully quick, uh huh Promises are whispered in the age of darkness Want to be enlightened like I want to be told the end, end, yeah... And the barrel shakes, aimed, a-directly at my head Oh, help me, help me from myself And I listen, from both sides of the bed Nothin', I'll do this one myself Uh huh, huh, oh... Myself...myself... Yeah, yeah... Hey, na, na, na, na, hey, that's something Hey, na, na, na, na, hey, that's something Hey, na, na, na, na, hey, that's something Wanna back, back it away, yeah, huh, uh And I listen, oh, for the voice inside my head. Nothin', I'll do this one myself Oh, ah, and the barrel waits, trigger shakes, aimed right at my head Won't you help me, help me from myself Hmm...State of love and trust, and a... State of love and trust, and a... State of love and trust, and a... State of love and...yeah... |
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| 7:52 |
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There are colors on the street, red, white and blue
People shufflin' their feet, people sleepin' in their shoes But there's a warnin' sign on the road ahead There's a lot of people sayin' we'd be better off dead Don't feel like Satan but I'm to them So I try to forget it anyway I can Keep on rockin' in the free world Keep on rockin' in the free world Keep on rockin' in the free world Keep on rockin' in the free world I see a woman in the night with a baby in her hand Under an old street light near a garbage can Now, she's put the kid away and she's gone to get a hit She hates her life and what she's done to it That's one more kid that'll never go to school Never get to fall in love, never get to be cool Keep on rockin' in the free world Keep on rockin' in the free world Keep on rockin' in the free world Keep on rockin' in the free world We got a thousand points of light for the homeless man We got a kindler, gentler, machine gun hand We've got department stores and toilet paper Got styrofoam garbage for the ozone layer Got a man of the people says keep hope alive Got fuel to burn, got roads to drive Keep on rockin' in the free world Keep on rockin' in the free world Keep on rockin' in the free world |
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