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All or Nothing
04:37
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My hands don’t work no more - Gave them up to you.
What is the purpose of listening to you?
Feel it coming, Oh I feel it coming - I don’t know what to do...
Feel it coming, Oh I feel it coming - I don’t know what to do...
It’s all or nothing.
It’s all or nothing.
My hands don’t work no more - Gave them up to you.
What is the purpose of listening to you?
My eyes are bleeding. What am I feeling from you?
I want what I want and that’s not up to you.
Feel it coming, Oh I feel it coming - I don’t know what to do...
Feel it coming, Oh I feel it coming - I don’t know what to do...
It’s all or nothing.
It’s all or nothing.
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2. |
My Queen
04:01
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Stay! Say what you wanted to say
Don’t mind all the precious time wasting away
Backbeats are a friend of mine
Backwards through the county line
Watch life through a moving eye chasing the pain
I’ll play the one that saves the day
Be the mover and the shaker
The one that stays insane
Pick you off the ground
I’ll make you cry and put you down
I can save
My Queen!
May! Day! Panic struck in a plane
Don’t mind all the bitter minds wasting away
Bad beats, don’t pretend you’re fine
Backwards through the county line
Watch life through a moving eye chasing the pain
I’ll play the one that saves the day
Be the mover and the shaker
The one that stays insane
Pick you off the ground
I’ll make you cry and put you down
I can save
I’ll play the one that saves the day
Be the mover and the shaker
The one that stays insane
Pick you off the ground
I’ll make you cry and put you down
I can save
My Queen!
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3. |
City Girl
03:37
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Downtown was a friend of mine - Used to feel so close at the best of times.
Loud mouths on the metro line - Trying to let you know way ahead of time.
Useless fake a fickle sign - Take this cancer back with this heart of mine.
I’m used to the city lights - With a red light go just another time.
I’ll never see my ghost.
Won’t look back for the radio.
These are the words she wrote.
Just a plain portrait of a city girl.
I’ll never see my ghost.
Won’t look back for the radio.
These are the words she wrote.
Just a plain portrait of a city girl.
These are the words I’ve found - To make you move for another round.
Tonight I’m homeward bound - Back to the city from another town.
These are the word I’ve found - To make you move for another round.
Making like the birds and the bees.
It’s not for the gritty folk - Just a plain white dress made for city folk.
It’s not for the witty folk - Just the girls who lives for the videos.
Her head is a little one - With a plain IQ she’s a little dumb.
She don’t need the pity though - She’s just a plain portrait of a city girl.
I’ll never see my ghost.
Won’t look back for the radio.
These are the words she wrote.
Just a plain portrait of a city girl.
I’ll never see my ghost.
Won’t look back for the radio.
These are the words she wrote.
Just a plain portrait of a city girl.
These are the words I’ve found - To make you move for another round.
Tonight I’m homeward bound - Back to the city from another town.
These are the word I’ve found - To make you move for another round.
Making like the birds and the bees.
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4. |
Heavy Eyes
03:50
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Heavy eyes now, no surprise now - Honey you know how to resist.
Step aside now, one more time now Honey.
Well I know how I lived, and I know that there was a place to start, Fall apart, Give it up.
And I know how I lived. And I know that I never thought that I could ever be so wrong.
But I’ve changed - Yeah I’ve changed, for the good.
Yeah I’ve changed - Yeah I’ve changed, for good.
Heavy eyes now, no surprise now - Honey you know how to resist.
Step aside now, one more time now Honey.
Broken glass sits on the floor now - Honey you know how to commit.
Broken hearts sit with the keychains - Honey this life has sunken in.
Silver, white gold with a hint of money - Your clothes smell of cigarettes.
Heavy eyes now, one more time now, Honey.
Heavy eyes now, no surprise now - Honey you know how to resist.
Step aside now, one more time now Honey.
Honey, this life has sunken in
On the sidewalk crying - On an edge trying not to fall.
Heavy eyes now, one more time now, Honey.
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Cradle
03:31
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You always said what I thought. Mama, you’ve been crying too long.
And I know I can’t feel your pain - But a son won’t ever forget from where he came.
The day you said I lost it all - Was the day I stopped climbing the wall.
Won’t be a day I won’t save you - My heart’s in the cradle.
I love you like I know the rain will fall.
You always said what I thought. Mama, you’ve been quiet too long.
No one can love you the same - Like the children who’ve taken your name.
The day you said I lost it all - Was the day I stopped climbing the wall.
Won’t be a day I won’t save you - My heart’s in the cradle.
I love you like I know the rain will fall.
People will say that my life is a shame.
And tomorrow will change - I’ll be proud I walked through the flame.
I’m ready without you - The road straight, the sky blue.
Dark skies surrounded the past.
It’s gone now and I’m free at last.
I’ll take off alone - I’ll be fine on my own.
It’s time now I stopped looking back.
You always said what I thought.
It’s fine now mama you’re in my arms.
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