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Let's Rewind
02:29
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I feel in love but let's rewind to where it started
A sight for sore eyes she came walking up to see me
When I was out amongst the crowd I tried half hearted
You came easy to me
Easy to me
And that was all
I fell in love but let's rewind to where it started
She laid a dose on me that you could not believe
When I was stricken by the loss of love departed
You came easy to me
Easy to me
And that was all
I sit around and waste my time
I cross my heart and hope to die
I said it all before I'll say it every time you came easy to me
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2. |
Anything Worse
02:33
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I'm on my back and laughing
I can hardly get through the verse
Bleed out.
You're very important.
I can hardly think of anything worse
Checked out of a checked out culture
I'm locked in and I feel alright.
Happiness is a real tall order.
My kind's in short supply.
Gone are the words that are on my lips.
Gone are the only words on my lips.
Gone are the words that are on my lips.
Trailing off. A careful thought. A lashing tong.
I smile it's a stupid question
All I don't know can't hurt
I don't see why it's very important.
I can hardly think of anything worse
Throw away your throwaway culture
I'm pulling off to the side.
Take Burroughs as a prime example
My kind's in short supply
Gone are the words that are on my lips.
Gone are the only words on my lips.
Gone are the words that are on my lips.
Trailing off. A careful thought. A lashing tong.
Alright. We're all alright.
And I can't go to sleep at night
Ok. We're all ok
and I'm...
Still awake...
I'm on my back and laughing
I can hardly get through the verse
Bleed out.
You're very important.
I can hardly think of anything worse
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Hey I want to see you again. Shane this is Stephen. Calling your name on heaven's gate.
Hey when I was dreaming. You came and you gave me sweet reflection and you said.
This is what he said. He said: Keep it up and see what happens
Keep it up and see what happens
Keep it up and see what happens
Keep it up and see what happens
What happened?
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Cinders In The Breeze
04:19
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The sun has just begun to rise, here comes the bus on down the line.
It's cold as hell, my fingers sting, I pay my fare, I take my seat.
What is there to talk about?
I come in to work I come back out.
Simple things and a simple life.
An ugly dog and a pretty wife.
Ain't no use in crying when I die. Make sure they nail my coffin good and tight.
I'm older now and I find myself far more complicated.
Got a little more weight, more on my plate, and I'm way more impatient.
The dog she is barking at the keys out in the hall.
Won't see it on no TV show it's written on the bathroom stall.
Ain't no use in crying when I die.
Make sure they nail my coffin good and tight.
I'll wear the sharpest three piece that I own.
But I don't think I'll need it where I'm going.
Tell my pretty baby I love her so
There's many miles I still got left to go
Out beyond the night sky's where I'll be
My bond fire spitting cinders in the breeze.
My bond fire spitting cinders in the breeze.
My bond fire spitting cinders in the breeze.
Hey. You can't put me out today.
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The Falling Birds Brooklyn, New York
The Falling Birds have a simple concept: Write songs with clear foundations in blues and folk, and throttle them with punk rock snarl. Their style is equal parts careful musicianship and wild indifference.
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