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I was supposed to do great things. I'd know the rule's law. But I wasn't raised to shoot for fame. I had the safety on. I cut my ties, I sold my rings. I wanted none of this. If you start from s
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Careless in our summer clothes. Splashing around in the muck and the mire. Careless in our summer clothes. Splashing around in the muck and the mire Fell asleep with stains. Cake deep in the knees
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I think about eyes that watch you. I think about changes I've made. I think about all this fancy food going down the drain. I spend a lot of time by myself,. Imagining great speeches I'd make. To
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Sulking, walking. 'Round the city after dark. Need protection from street thugs. Who clip the tires and rip the doors. Off rugs like cowards And all this life we've glorified. Robbing from the bl
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There's nothing to do here. Some just whine and complain. In bed at the hospital Coming and going. Asleep and awake. In bed at the hospital Tell me the story. Of how you ended up here. I've hear
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A swollen tongue, a plastic gun. Red burn from an orange sun. These oil rigs will crack and run. These palm trees will be chopped to a stump I've wandered, seen visions, I never could fit in. I'm
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Mine is the car, look pass the dress. Beyond the pearls, who will protest?. Choke on the stars, shadows evoke . no resume no diamond lane. . . All you win and all you pray. Who could make you f
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Look up from the hymnal, look 'round at the faces. Of families closing their eyes. We're taking Communion and passing the offering hat. Around at the same time I reached for the hat and take all th
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I want to tell you my thoughts. But my thoughts are scattered like crows. I've done whatever you want. I've gone from a mountain to a mole. I can see all my friends in the mirror. They're holding
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The sun is rising so late, it's early. I have spread myself too thin again. To catch the bottom, make my guilty party. Made in the solitude of comfortable friends. . Father make believe for your
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Theyre calling you a genius. Is that why youre acting so competitive. And even if they mean it. Dont let the feeling get to your head. I really wanna call you. Never cleaned up the mess from last
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I kissed the kids at noon. Then stumbled out the room. I caught a cab, ran up a tab. On 7th and Flower Best recital, I had to run. Missed my son's graduation. Punched the Nickle's boy. For takin
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I let the bats out, we walked through. The cathedral out in to the moon. Your flashback is airtight. Like an elephant never hurt a fly. Mother instinct, never gonna die. Alright, stay, you got my
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speak about Greenly. now that she's gone. take my time when I go to bed. and I sleep, Lord. I'm getting over. rolling over. I said can you just wait. to tell me in the morning? slow it down. s
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Slither to sea, speakin' in tongues. Deft as a surgeon's knife, carvin' through bone Pregnant with doubt, you figured out. Tricks of the trade to make whispers shout. Mouth full of sweets rotten yo
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Bài hát All This Could be Yours - Cold War Kids. I've been silent partner, I've been your shrink. I have heard your sad look misfortune speech". But I'll have sympathy when you get off your seat
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Wonder why you don't like April?. Wonder why you hate the spring?. Wonder why you don't like April?. Oh why won't you sing?. "My boyfriend he gets around, he does favors for Leo downtown. They di
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And even if it's who you really are, you really are,. You wanna feel wanted. And even if it's true you really are, who you really are,. Then I'll look above you. . I'm out of advice, umbrellas wa
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Conversations that went on terrible paths. Don't talk about that, no, no, don't talk about that. We're coming back loud and end this conversation Said you let your hair down. You got enough to go r
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Backseat of your family station wagon. Listenin' to mom. 100 years of solitude. And only 12 years old. . God make up your mind. God make up your mind. Do you wanna play fair. Should I take wha
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Supper time in the hole. Supper time in the hole. I shame my family, shame my home. Supper time Old Saint John on death row. He's just waiting for a pardon. Old Saint John on death row. He's jus
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He pours the wine into his coffee cup. His gin has dropped. It's time to pick it up. Too fed, he rose out of his bus and left. Tearin' slow he's barkin' something crass. . Each night a thousand
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So let's go deadbolt your shed door. Cram your paper money, snug, closer than before. Chandeliers are falling in graveyard rows. And your eyes are shifting dials like AM radios Snowed over river, m
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