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Zzo - Alone
03:41
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Don’t you dare think that I’m lonely
‘Cause i’ve never felt better than when I’m all alone
What comes next my future is unknown
I never could believe how good it feels to be alone
I never could believe how good it feels
To be
Alone
I was trapped
In the wrong frame of mind couldn’t open my eyes to see
Clearly
All the warning signs in front of me
I never could believe how good it feels to be alone
I never could believe how good it feels
To be
Alone
I don’t care what they tell me
When they pass on the torch but I’m not quite ready
For the responsibility
They wait on the sidelines hoping I’ll bring a trophy home
I never could believe how good it feels to be alone
I never could believe how good it feels
To be
Alone
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Warm Darn - Rest Assured
02:48
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Mother I love you, but I’m still hungry,
What will we eat today?
Will you be happy when I drift outward?
Someone or somewhere away?
Rest assured; I used to eat my words, but I don’t need to anymore.
Father, I miss you, why are you angry?
How will you breathe today?
Will you be angry when I become you?
Work up the strength to stay.
Rest assured; I used to hate being home, but I don’t need to anymore.
Mother, I love you, but I’m still anxious,
Where will you be today?
Will you forgive me when I ignore you?
I’ll regret every day.
Rest assured; I used to hurt myself, but I don’t need to anymore.
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These pistons give life to this machine
Let’s drive it fast and leave behind everything
Those dead end jobs, those dead end dirty streets
It’s all in the rear view now behind you and me
Throw out the keys and letters and the stubs from our last checks
Turn up the radio and loosen the nooses around our necks
I’m speeding up, trying to keep it in between the lines
Tell me if you see the exit I’m taking it this time
And you say, “Maybe we can make it this time
I know we’re gonna make it this time
Remember everything we said we’d be
We’ll show ‘em all just you and me”
And there’s something burning bright
Where the headlights and the stars collide
Will it bring us back to life
If we leave everything behind
If we leave it all behind
Tonight
These pistons give life to this machine
To broken hearts and life to broken dreams
Dreams of car wrecks, dreams of freedom
Are like those wild painted trains by morning they’ll be leaving
And you say, “Maybe we can make it this time
I know we’re gonna make it this time
Remember everything we said we’d be
We’ll show ‘em all just you and me”
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You're frustrated, ‘cause you've hated how
They'll not shut up enough to listen.
Your patience is waning now,
Unsure if you're forgiven.
I’ll stick around
This time.
You're facing estrangement and strangleholds,
But you'll not give up.
Your patience is waning now...
The waiting takes its toll.
I'll stick around
Until my heart gives out.
Frustrated ‘cause you're hated now:
You'll not shut up enough to listen.
Your patience is waning now,
But you'll not give up.
I'll stick around
This time,
Until my heart gives out.
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Gatson - Foundation
03:22
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I was feeling
The things that I could
You loved to tell me (you loved to tell me)
All the things I should
I never felt you
Love the way that you should
And now I realize that
You never would
Chorus:
You never would x 4
And now it’s over
The rings have changed
No fights or arguments just
Our lives estranged
I never felt you
Love the way that you should
And now I realize that
You never would
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A colander hung upside-down
Another box of broken crayons
The bishop takes the rook
All the men created evil
Couldn’t wait to see the sequel
Based upon the book
A cavity in molar five
A prescription to feel alive
A bloodstain in the sink
From the shrinkwrap to the farm
Ignore it like a car alarm
Paving over the missing link
Dreaming ‘bout the good old days
Dreaming ‘bout the good old days
Rinsing bottles, crushing cans
Boggled minds keep the strangest plans
My tipping point nostalgia
Nameless elsewheres on the map
Eagle feather in my cap
Holding in another outburst
Paralyzed and wide awake
Cover up my last mistake
A gas mask era pen
From the dark side of the drought
Dad still gets the mower out
And takes it for a spin
Dreaming ‘bout the good old days
Dreaming ‘bout the good old days
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We wanna see
Want our lives to be
Be truly free
Live happily
Want to sightsee
We will agree
This our decree
We gonna flee
We wanna go
Everyone know
Life is heavy, so
We get down low
(and) Glide past the blow
So we start to glow
Get in the flow
And now we grow
CHORUS:
Come, come, come, come, come
Sing and dance
Dance and
Play and
We gonna dance
This is our chance
Any circumstance
We will romance
You take a glance
We start to prance
I'm in a trance
All does enhance
Then we will sing
We do our thing
See bodies swing
Sweat starts to sting
Hair is a fling
Clothes gonna cling
Look how we bring
Life to upswing
CHORUS
We wanna play
Fuck what they say
"Wait another day"
It's now we may
Jump in the fray
Yes to their nay
Come on and sway
That's how we pray
Fun start to mend
Our hope it blends
So grab a friend
One you depend
And good time spend
So you extend
And then transcend
That it is the end
CHORUS
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I see you skeleton,
Shrouded in mystery,
Hanging from a chicken wire,
Laying right next to me,
Alone on the rock pile,
Gateway to history,
I see you skeleton bones.
I see your skeleton,
Laying there glistening,
Down by railway yard,
Along the old dry stream,
Under the neighbors barn,
Like on a movie screen,
I see your skeleton bones.
Silent like an old guru,
Hidden like the purest stream,
Cold as an ex-lovers touch,
Judgingly smiling but listening...yes listening.
I see your skeleton,
Shrouded in mystery,
Hanging from a chicken wire,
Laying right next to me,
Alone on the rock pile,
Gateway to history,
I see your skeleton bones.
I see those skeleton bones.
How did they get here?
Have I been alone long?
I see your skeleton bones.
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Call it barbaric
Call it disturbing
Call it whatever you will
We as a people
Went back to the Stone age
Seems like we are too far gone
All this hypocrisy
Exposed by this tragedy
Phased by our colors of skin
Too much to live for
Jealousy to die for
Stoned at the stake for her sins
So much in common
But you are a monster
Makes me wonder about myself
The surface of all of us
Only says so much
We all need our help
there's No excuses
We can do this
There's only so much forgiveness
When 1000 cuts
Has the power to end it
It's all way too much to count
Terrify half of the human race
Set an example with her bloody face
Public execution, she was only human
Never allowed to learn from her mistakes
Say its repentance
Say it's revenge, yes
Say it's whatever you want
No one deserves this
Not my worst nemesis
Don't let us fall into the abyss
Pain I can't notice
It is a privilege
To not get this trauma
This isn't bickering
This is just sickening
This isn't close to drama
Woah break
Terrify half of the human race
Set an example with her bloody face
Public execution, she was only human
Never allowed to learn from her mistakes
I have been shamed
I have been Torn apart
I have been ridiculed
But not like this
This is a privilege
Not many others have
Thought we were over this
Not like this
I don't want to hear it again
That they have it worse in other lands
It's all a tactic, they don't know the facts and
This story is making me ill
You were wrong
You were wrong
You were wrong
You were wrong
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Fear never got a hold of me
Not in the way I thought
It's one, two, feet over the edge
And I am wondering what I have to lose
But what does it matter?
But the truth is I am still empty
I am still falling
The problem is you’re only as good
As the last song you wrote
They won’t remember and I don’t care
About the last song you wrote
Maybe you could roll me one
Of your cigarettes
As we finish our drinks
And call this shitty day a night
But maybe this is all I feel
But the truth is all I feel is blurred
I am still pouring drinks
The problem is I’m only as good
As the last song I wrote
They won’t remember and you don’t care
About the last song I wrote
I don’t know if I’ve ever been honest
About how I really feel
I stare at my hands as I start to sway
You say you’re worried about me
But that makes one of us
But the truth is I am worried too
I am still falling
The problem is that I was only as good
As the last song I wrote
They won’t remember me and you don’t care
About the last song I wrote
Please don’t let this be the last song I write
Please don’t let this be the last song I write
Please don’t let this be the last song I write
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