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Hollywould
04:18
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Never thought I’d find myself at the bottom of a downward spiral
Spinning round
It’s funny what love can do to a clockwork heart
Time had seized.
She left me completely mesmerized with the wind in her hair and
Her tambourine thighs
Then she took my hand and said,
“Let the beat speak tonight.”
Another dirt nap for a pretty face; growing old is such a crime today.
Another dirt nap for a pretty face; how did we ever let it get this way?
Unforgotten, unforgiven… I can’t stand the way the world keeps on spinning
Dance, dance, dance pretty lady.
You were born to move that way.
But the look in your eyes reminds me
Of a Lioness caged.
They expect perfection
And you’re as close as it gets.
Swirling to your swan song, every step defining grace.
Another dirt nap for a pretty face; growing old is such a crime today.
Another dirt nap for a pretty face; how did we ever let it get this way?
Unforgotten, unforgiven… I can’t stand the way the world keeps on spinning
Never thought I’d find myself at the bottom of a bottle
In this dead end town
She managed to get out, but found herself
Six feet down
Wrapped a chain around me and my heart
My goddess and a runaway
It’s burned into my mind
How her smile lit up her face.
Another dirt nap for a pretty face; growing old is such a crime today.
Another dirt nap for a pretty face; how did we ever let it get this way?
Another dirt nap for a pretty face; growing old is such a crime today.
Another dirt nap for a pretty face; how did we ever let it get this way?
Unforgotten, unforgiven… I can’t stand the way the world keeps on spinning
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2. |
The King
03:58
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Do you remember when we were kids,
and everything seemed so permanent?
I made a promise to you that Sunday
but it never played out that way
So it goes… those paths they do diverge
But I find myself wishing for some of my yesterdays.
Nothing can change the past or the time we spent
It’s funny how we are defined by these single moments
Nothing can change our parts or the roles we played
It’s funny how we are defined by these single moments
Some suns and many moons had passed,
seventeen and forced to grow up way too fast
Somedays I dream I see you again
And maybe I’d smile like I used to way back then
So it goes… sometimes those tears still fall
Cause in my heart, I know you’re trapped in my yesterdays
Nothing can change the past or the time we spent
It’s funny how we are defined by these single moments
Nothing can change our parts or the roles we played
It’s funny how we are defined by these single moments
Another light goes out down the street in the house where you used to live
I try to visit your parents when I’m around, but it’s hard to see them old
I know I never explained it, I hope they know that you changed me
You made me who I am today
A debt I can never repay; the lease on life you gave me
Saved me from regretting a single defining moment
Nothing can change the past, or the steps we took
It’s funny how it can end in a single moment.
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3. |
Lady
03:31
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She’s an actress with stains on her soul
Day after day she wakes a little bit less alive
She’s a lady, just one of the crowd
But inside she’s screaming so fucking loud
She got so tired of fighting for air
And it’s killing me, cause I’ve always been there
Cue my lights; wish I had more I coulda gave her
I’d give up everything… for one last chance to save her
One in a million angels she earned her wings.
Her curtain call gave me the voice to sing
I was too helpless to show her the way
I didn’t know enough to know what to say
It didn’t seem anything would be ok
Her struggle made me who I am today
She got so tired of fighting for air
And it’s killing me, cause I’ve always been there
Cue my lights; wish I had more I coulda gave her
I’d give up everything... for one last chance to save her
One in a million angels she earned her wings.
Her curtain call gave me the voice to sing
Cue my lights; wish I had more I coulda gave her
I’d give up everything… for one last chance to save her
Cue my lights; wish I had more I coulda gave her
I’d give up everything… for one last chance to save her
One in a million angels she earned her wings.
Her curtain call gave me the voice to sing
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4. |
Wicked Heart
03:33
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It gets hard to sleep alone night after night chiselling notes off my soul
Obsessed in a mess of poetry – too driven to be sane
These scars and tattoos stitch up the wounds I can’t forget
Reckless to leave it all behind,
I’m so hard to love
You know I’ve got a wicked heart babe
And I know I will never change
There is nothing you can say or do
That’ll ever make me change my ways
Maybe they were right – I’m just a dreamer lost in the depths of my own mind
An idiot who’s buried neck deep in concrete and chords
Sometimes I feel doubt and the weight of the world trapped behind their words
A lion’s heart fuelled by pride and rage
I’m too wild to tame.
You know I’ve got a wicked heart babe
And I know I will never change
There is nothing you can say or do
That’ll ever make me change my ways
You know I’ve got a wicked heart babe
And I know I will never change
There is nothing you can say or do
That’ll ever make me change my ways
You know I’ve got a wicked heart babe
And I know I will never change
There is nothing you can say or do
That’ll ever make me change my ways
You know I’ve got a wicked heart babe
And I know I will never change
There is nothing you can say or do
That will ever make me want to stay
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5. |
k.
04:57
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There was more than meaning, behind the words I said
You were the fire in my stare, beating in my heart,, echoing in my head
It hurt the same watching you walk away… It was over before the first step.
Silhouette of what could’ve been, reflecting in the puddles
Flowing inescapably and recklessly towards the drains
Love wasn’t the answer in your mind, but it’s all that mattered in mine
I wish you would look this way and feel your heart beat faster, faster yea
You said I couldn’t be what you needed ... all I could ever do was try
Silhouette of what could’ve been, reflecting in the puddles
Flowing inescapably and recklessly towards the drains
You tried to apologize, but my heart already cracked
Our future came down around us and horizons clouded black
You pushed away and I swore I’d never come back.
…come back.
Silhouette of what could’ve been, reflecting in the puddles
Flowing inescapably and recklessly towards the drains
Silhouette of what could’ve been, reflecting in the puddles
Flowing inescapably and recklessly towards the drains
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6. |
Barn Burner
03:51
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My life is a work of art; I will never grow old.
Every day like it’s the last, my story unfolds.
Keep myself out on the fringe, my soul ain’t sold.
The world is a little delusional, all that glitters ain’t gold.
Night after night in a different town; me and the band.
Left nothing behind but memories all across the land.
Sound only echoes for so long, never mind your plans
Time won’t wait for us at all. So take my hand!
And
Never say goodnight to me darlin’
One last dance for our lives
Never say goodnight to me darlin’
Sure as hell won’t make it outta life alive
I’m no stranger to regret; we all make mistakes
You gotta leave your troubles behind, do it for your sake
Roll the dice with me babe, one chance is all it takes
I bet my life you’re gonna love my ways
And the love we make
Never say goodnight to me darling
One last dance for our lives
Never say goodnight to me darling
Sure as hell won’t make it outta life alive
Never say goodnight to me darling
Sure as hell won’t make it outta life alive
Never say goodnight to me darling
One last dance for our lives
Never say goodnight to me darling
Sure as hell won’t make it outta life alive
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7. |
Bitter
02:54
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What made you want to hurt me?
And spit in my face.
You said you don’t belong here
Leave this place.
I knelt only for you my queen
What a waste
You weathered down my determination
My one saving grace.
You’re good for nothing; you don’t deserve shit
You’re good for nothing, baby you’re better off dead
You think this is a game
Hearts aren’t disposable ‘things.’
Yet you fill them with deceit and cast them to the gutter.
Our world is so fucked…
I don’t know how it got this way.
People are meant to love people and to use their things.
Instead we choose to use each other and fall in love with the material.
I don’t know if it can change.
I know it’s too late.
For you.
Does the knife you twist in my spine
Make you proud?
Do you feel safe in his arms?
New lover you found.
I’ll find the keys to your kingdom
And burn it down.
You never thought I would fight back.
Didn’t you bitch?
You’re good for nothing; you don’t deserve shit
You’re good for nothing, baby you’re better off dead
You’re good for nothing; you don’t deserve shit
You’re good for nothing, baby you’re better off dead
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8. |
Something
04:24
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Baby, I could’ve been better
Maybe I should’ve told the truth
Lately I’ve found a reason to keep on living
These hollow days without you
Every campfire all I see is faces
Of everyone I left behind
Seems to me that number keeps getting greater
And I don’t really seem to mind
Baby I could be something like Bob Dylan
A tambourine man who sings across the land
Baby I’m gonna be something like Bob Dylan
Take the risk, or lose your chance
Look in the mirror at my imperfections
I see everything I could’ve been
Maybe a teacher, carpenter, or husband
All I see is somebody floating in the wind
I find it kinda funny I still dream of mountains
The prairie skies have filled my soul
Can’t call anywhere my home
Cause the open road calls me its own
Baby I could be something like John Lennon
Imagine all the people I will meet
Baby I’m gonna be something like John Lennon
Take the risk, or lose your chance
Don’t count on it.
Don’t count on anything but the time you were given to live.
Don’t count on it.
Don’t count on anything but the time you were given to live.
Baby I could be something like Jim Morrison
Ride the storm with my bare feet
Baby I’m gonna be something like Jim Morrison
Take the risk, or lose your chance
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9. |
Dear Sylvie
03:05
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I never thought that cliché was something that was meant for me
Kinda like our old outdated friend named destiny
But I never felt the way I felt out on that shore
One taste of her lips left me wanting a lifetime more
So I’ll pour my heart out to the stars
Dear Sylvie, I hope this finds you well.
Dear Sylvie, you know I’m shy as hell
Dear Sylvie, could… could this be love?
Dear Sylvie, only time will tell.
You honoured me with touch and babe I, I must confess
Holding you lit my soul ablaze, girl I am blessed
So I wrote a thank you note, for sharing one perfect night
I found a home in your arms, as the waves crashed through the light
So I’ll send this letter out to the stars
Dear Sylvie, I hope this finds you well.
Dear Sylvie, you know I’m shy as hell
Dear Sylvie, could… could this be love?
Dear Sylvie, only time will tell.
Dear Sylvie, I hope this finds you well.
Dear Sylvie, never said how I felt.
Dear Sylvie, could… could this be love?
Dear Sylvie, only time will tell.
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10. |
Shimmer
03:13
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I’ll bruise my lips to sing the truth into this microphone
Beneath the spit and blood words fly on the wings of passion
Spent all my nights nowhere, shouting at no-one
All in the hopes that I could make the world listen
Not so innocent of rapture and this endless wonder
My gypsy soul caged, chained, and hopelessly captured
Close my eyes and project my voice beyond this prison
And maybe you’ll come across the words I gave it all to sing…
These songs are all that I will leave behind
In due time we all fade away
These songs are all that I will leave behind
In due time we all fade away
Through poetry I found my path to immortality
My life is fleeting, beautiful, and measured by expression
Written as a eulogy that I am destined to deliver
Each sentence a winding path on my road to resolution…
These songs are all that I will leave behind
In due time we all fade away
These songs are all that I will leave behind
In due time we all fade away
In these lyrics, I will live on
A ghost, of days gone by
Another ink stain on the paper
A shimmer of me is left behind
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We want to make rooms dance.
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