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Do I really wanna quit? Nah
Tongue tied to those lips now, honey
Whiplash till 2am
Butterflies, we keep on runnin’
The thrill of the dance, dance, dance
Patient as we go, go, go
Romance beating on my lips,
Slipping in your words,
Breathing in our lungs
Nothing is finer, no matter what they say
Take my heart and lead to my soul
If this is a dream then I’m gonna fade away
My heart and lead to my soul
I’m hoping and wishing, we tear into forever…
The heavy eyes that sink, into
The velvet on your skin is glued
To your sweat rollin’ down your face
Elegant per se, in the way you move
Nothing is finer, when you’re tender to the touch
Re: a miracle aligner, can’t help myself too much
Take my heart and lead to my soul
If this is a dream then I’m gonna fade away
My heart and lead to my soul
I’m hoping and wishing, we tear into forever…
Nothing is finer, when you’re tender to the touch
A miracle aligner, can’t help myself too much
Take my heart and lead to my soul
If this is a dream then I’m gonna fade away
My heart and lead to my soul
I’m hoping and wishing, we tear into forever…
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2. |
Small Fry
04:07
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Big words, that get you in trouble
Old dog that lives in a bubble
Blind faith, a budget messiah
You sleep better when the world is on fire
(Ahh woo)
When you turn your back to meet us
Have your people come to greet us
(Ahh woo)
Paint a picture of a leader
Casting out the non-believers
(Ahh woo)
Fraudulent fornicator
Incompetent communicator
Master of a power play
You should put it on your resume
Cake walk, feed your libido
Small fry with a supersized ego
Easy money, pretending not to care
Blood oath, it’s a family affair
(Ahh woo)
When you turn your back to meet us
Have your people come to greet us
(Ahh woo)
Paint a picture of a leader
Casting out the non-believers
Fraudulent fornicator
Incompetent communicator
Master of a power play
You should put it on your resume
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3. |
Little Wins
03:17
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It’s time to pay attention with the heart
Wrestle the cynic that corrupts the lot
Bask in the failures that takes ya far
There’s no mistake that I’m going nowhere, slowly
I second the little wins
(you said, you said)
I take it as no surprise
(I said, back me up)
I second the little wins
(you said, you said)
Fail up to keep yourself alive
I said, back me up
Season the politics that tricks the mind
Counterfeit in the confidence we hide
Rattle the baby steps just to inch right by,
There’s no mistake that I’m going nowhere, slowly…
I second the little wins
(you said, you said)
I take it as no surprise
(I said, back me up)
I second the little wins
(you said, you said)
Fail up to keep yourself alive
I said, back me up
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4. |
Mock Dance
03:30
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Call me the, sheep in wool
Blinded like a bat, they say my brain is full
Of images that wipes your brain clean
Are the same voices that make you scream and they say
(Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahh!)
It’s been a month of seeing
(Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahh!)
And what’s the truth, in freeing the chemicals in your mind
Difficult just to find
Painted right in your eyes
Do the mock dance babe
Scrolling down just to feel enough
Isolated by the public but you think you’re tough
Your words aren’t holy it’s a statement
Of a coward in the heard, that’s your ego screaming
(Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahh!)
It’s been a month of seeing
(Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahh!)
And what’s the truth, in freeing the chemicals in your mind
Difficult just to find
Painted right in your eyes
Better said! Better said!
Chemicals in your mind
Difficult just to find
Painted right in your eyes
Do the mock dance again
This unsound faith is your savior
Concrete letters in your alphabet
But you’re spoonfed like a toddler
And you just wanna know how to feel don’t ya?
(Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahh!)
It’s been a month of seeing
(Ahh Ahh Ahh Ahh!)
And what’s the truth, in freeing the chemicals in your mind
Difficult just to find
Painted right in your eyes
Do the mock dance again!
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5. |
Hello, Dear Passion
02:47
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It’s a blessing to do and the love that we live for
But it’s the grind of the soul when the powers at be
Compare you to numbers and figures and paint by the image they see
And not the soul in the words or the sounds in their ears
And they’ll beat you over and over and over
But we hang on for dear life my friends
We hang on for dear passion
We hang on for dear love and your love and dear love and your love and your love
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6. |
The Feeling
03:37
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Bait and switch, does it like this
Militarie, temporary fix
Fear in your eyes
A vest made up of a thousand lies
We all breathe in just the same so
Why can’t we all trust the same source
I wanted to know how you’re feeling
I wanted to know how you’re feeling
A hero or worst
A villain at best
Hate is love, thoughts and your prayers
Trauma compounded, tough
You can’t mourn all the young
We all breathe in just the same so
Why can’t we all trust the same source
I wanted to know how you’re feeling
I wanted to know how you’re feeling
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7. |
Meet The End
03:15
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You’re feeling sad
But feelings aren’t facts
Why do you conflate
Smothering with love like that
Failure in a box
Money down the drain
Why do you confuse the passion for the pain
Didn’t make it past three weeks again
A tell tale sign
A sinking demise
Why does it take a village to open those goddamned eyes
Devotion’s no excuse
You’re hiding all the rage that fills the pen
Your eagerness is cute
But sometimes it’s the love that meets the end
You think it’s love
It’s all picturesque
But they haven’t found a way
To save you from yourself quite yet
Trouble will find
Your ego in a ditch
Quick stomp and rattle all you want to lose a love like this
Didn’t make it past three weeks
Devotion’s no excuse
You’re hiding all the rage that fills the pen
Your eagerness is cute
But sometimes it’s the love that meets the end
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8. |
Puppet
01:24
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You’re a phenomenon baby
I cannot explain the feelings that creep up
The mansion inside my head
it’s still a dream instead, until you take my hand, honey
No surprise, I’m not waitin’
To soak you in, I’m just wasted
On every line, smashin’ your lips against mine
All I wanna do is dance all night
Day dream life away
I’m a puppet on a string
I’m a puppet on a string
I’m a puppet
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9. |
Love Is...
03:22
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You’re so quiet when you talk
Scared to say something wrong
In a corner being strange
Good at acting your age
Bracelet, band tee, brand new jeans
Hit a buzzer, the alarm and the morning’s still dark
Eating breakfast in the car, fall asleep headphones on
Don’t know how I feel
Only know it’s real
Fear of caring, love is scary
But I still want to do nice things for you…
You…
You…
Bracelet, band tee, brand new jeans
In the hall way by the door
Saw his jacket on the floor
Couldn’t touch it, wouldn’t dare
So you left it on the stairs
Don’t know how I feel
Only know it’s real
Fear of caring, love is scary
But I still want to do nice things for you…
You…
You…
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10. |
All You Got
05:16
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(is that all you got)
Yeah you're tough but I see right through
(is that all you got)
3 fingers pointing back at you
(is that all you got)
Stinger poised like a scorpion
(is that all you got)
Trigger pointed with a plastic gun
(is that all you got)
Big man yeah you look so proud
Ready to take the little one down
Never sorry for a thing you've done
Do I always have to be the one?
Waiting for me to lay it down
Waiting for me to take a knee & kiss the crown
Is that all you got?
Is that all you got?
Is that all you got?
Is that all you got?
(is that all you got)
A comeback with a vengeance trope
(is that all you got)
A match lit to destroy my morals
(is that all you got)
We don’t need to dig that low
(is that all you got)
I’m better off seeing you explode
Bottle neck in a compact lover
Emotions run high, I’ve got ground to cover
Count myself in cause I’ve got no other
Waiting on my own heart, ready to kick in
The doors all shut but I’m ready to kick in…
Is that all you got?
Is that all you got?
Is that all you got?
Is that all you got?
Don’t count me out this far (I don’t want to be hard)
your expectations wasted (I don’t want to be jaded)
Doubt me like I’m a loss (I just want to be soft)
But you’re the mess that made this
Don’t count me out this far (I don’t want to be hard)
your expectations wasted (I don’t want to be jaded)
Doubt me like I’m a loss (I just want to be soft)
But you’re the mess that made this
But you’re the mess that made this…
Don’t count me out this far (I don’t want to be hard)
your expectations wasted (I don’t want to be jaded)
Doubt me like I’m a loss (I just want to be soft)
But you’re the mess that made this
Don’t count me out this far (I don’t want to be hard)
your expectations wasted (I don’t want to be jaded)
Doubt me like I’m a loss (I just want to be soft)
But you’re the mess that made this
But you’re the mess that made this…
But you’re the mess that made this…
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