1. |
Uh-Huh
05:32
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I don’t mean to be so deadpan
I’ve been living out of trashcans.
I’ve been doing what I can
And nothing more.
Don’t you tie me to the bed frame
Or hide me in the bedsheets
I’ve had enough of these head games
Go to sleep.
I got what I want
But not what I need.
I don’t want to be a sad man
So let me be.
You talk about forgiveness
While you sharpen your teeth.
My mind can’t rest
And I’m not listening.
Uh-huh. Uh-huh.
If you’re picking at scabs
Of course it bleeds.
When we talk about love
It’s always tongue-in-cheek.
Drinking wine in the back room,
And you’re staring at me.
In my calloused hands
Holds a ladies drink.
I got what I want...
When we were just kids
We played in the street
Lighting bombs in Coke cans
Down by the creek
Now we’re all grown up
And it’s plain to see.
We’re just bigger kids
With bigger dreams.
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2. |
I Only Tried to Be Kind
02:44
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I loved you more than you could know,
and it broke my heart to say, “I told you so.”
Baby I was right there by your side.
I only tried to be kind.
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3. |
Answers
01:48
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I can’t stand the stares they give.
I can’t stand the stares they give.
You’re looking for answers I don’t have.
You’re looking for answers I don’t have.
There’s a shitstorm in my head.
There’s a shitstorm in my head.
I don’t like that look you have.
I’m just scared of what it says.
You’re looking for answers I don’t have.
You’re looking for answers I don’t have.
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4. |
Dizzyhead
04:00
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It gets dizzy when you get in my head.
It gets dizzy when you get in my head.
If I don’t look back, it’s almost like I am moving.
But I don’t want to get our of my bed.
Cause it get’s dizzy when you get in my head
One more thing, we’re morphing.
As the snow falls, gather round,
in the moonlight, like a pack of hounds,
I’ll keep running,
In my bare feet.
I’ve had some time to think about what you said.
Days later I worked out what you meant.
It’s just that it...it gets dizzy when you get in my head.
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5. |
I'll Win
04:27
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I’ll win.
In Simplicity.
I’ll win.
Living well living in sin.
If you’re suffering.
If you’re suffering this war.
If you’re suffering.
If the demon’s on your tongue...Well I know.
I know it hurts a lot.
I know.
There’s a fire in your gut, but don’t be scared to die alone.
It’s not so bad,
To be dethroned.
Because you’re not suffering.
You’re not suffering no more.
You’re not suffering.
Oh that’s something to adore.
See?
I’ll win.
In simplicity.
I’ll win.
No, you can’t take that from me,
And there is nothing that you must be.
Letting go, it will set you free.
From suffering.
From suffering.
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