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bogus
02:15
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no one seems to be in hurry to help me
so i guess i'll have to make it on my own
i get the feeling that my dreams have hit the ceiling
and i guess i've gone as high as i will go...
i don't know just what the future holds
and how much more i've got in store
so i guess i'll go to the grave
wondering if i ever could've made it
'cause everytime i try to spread my wings and start to fly
i feel their scissors clipping through my feathers
now i don't know whether i can wait here any longer
'cause my patience can't take me where i will go...
all i know is they don't hand out opportunities
so i guess i'll have to take the one i've got
my only shot to make it out alive
because this bogus life is killing me
i'm so tired of chasing all of my dreams
i'll just ask them where they're headed
and meet up with them later
i start to think it's now or never
i know my destiny will lead me
to the destination i will go...
now i know the price i paid was worth it
every bloody, sweaty tear i shed
in my head i validate my vision
and i know i'll make it out alive
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2. |
coma
03:07
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i try to remind myself
that it could be so much worse
i could've lost everything
or i could be lying in a coma
unresponsive
to any stimuli
on life support
a vegetable
and unable to
breathe on my own
if i could empty my mind
and jettison all these thoughts
i'd leave the past where it's at
until the future is far behind me
unencumbered
by anything my mind
will try to cling to
no attachments
i finally learn to
breathe on my own...
...now i sing a brand new song
i've got a story i wanna tell you all
about a man who couldn't let go
self-righteous anger ate him up inside
he let his life swallow him whole
i'm at the end of my rope
tie a noose 'round my neck
kill the slack in the line
hoist it up 'til my feet are swinging
under pressure
i feel the air
escaping from the chamber
in a vacuum
everything will fall
at the same rate
no resistance
our gravity is pulling
at a constant
i'll escape it
so no one hears me
scream out in space...
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3. |
macaroon
03:21
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i couldn't help but notice
how beautiful you are
straight out of a dream
like an angel on a sunbeam
i've never met a woman
anything like you
yeah you're so unique
and i'd love to get to know you
i wouldn't typically do anything like this
but if i don't approach you i would be remiss
it's not my nature ever to be so upfront
but i just can't help myself
i wanna take you out
and show you a good time
see what you're all about
so may i have your telephone number?
and i'll call you up
we'll talk a while
i'll make you smile
and maybe someday soon
i'll come pick you up
we'll take a ride and
see the sights
by the light of the moon
my macaroon
i'm not trying to step on anybody's toes
if you already have a man please let me know
oh what a lucky guy that he would have to be
now i've just gotta see
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4. |
close to home
03:35
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insecurity
always seems to get the best of me
it's so hard to let go of the pain
when the scars of past abuse remain
...and i'm sorry if this song's
hitting close to home
and there's nothing you can say
'cause you should've known
and there's no one left to blame
you're accident prone
so you tend your garden
reaping what you've sewn
all alone, on your own, all alone...
overcompensate
for the fact that you cannot relate
no one ever reads between the lines
when the writing on the wall is so fine
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& The Bricklayers
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