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Rumors
03:24
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Tell me what you did before, tell me what you said or even more
I cannot bare this much, I cannot say what you've become
You could say it honestly, or even just because it's what I need
I cannot bare this much, I cannot say what you've become
With rumors on their mouths of curtains torn down
Of ashes in the grass of what's left of what's past
No, yes, hold, and rest.
I could have a life you know, somewhere in the Utah winter snow
Wouldn't have a care but one: how to fill the void of whom I lost
Maybe I should leave this place, set out on my own without a trace
Maybe then just one more drink, I need the fire to drown out what I think
With rumors on their mouths of curtains torn down
Of ashes in the grass of what's left of what's past
No, yes, hold, and rest.
Maybe someone else's god will save me,
Maybe if I pray just right, and I swear off all my vices (and I swear off all my)
I said it can make me so frustrated thinking of who's by your side
But maybe that is just my pride (maybe that is just my)
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Cambodia
04:24
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Do you see the love above me?
Songbirds, how they whisper through the trees
The sound is with me now
Can't you see the soul beside me is stripped down, strung out?
Oh I fear we fight for different things
Deep in their heartland and feeling so shy
Grieving the life I'd sworn not to let by
Berating my heart for the ease that it tears
Ignoring this voice and the fate it prepares
Lost in time I'll be gone
Tired of sleeping under palms
Come forward, save me from what I know
Let go, let's flee this broken home
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Harvest Moon
04:36
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Sleepwalker
03:28
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Sometimes they say it's not too late to change
But never have they seen a man so strange
Prone to silence, sworn to social cues
Biting at my nails and howling at the moon
As I close my eyes another soul comes out
His words coming out my mouth
Let me go, sleepwalker (x3)
A better man would probably take a stand
Face his demons with the swiftest slight of hand
Unabashed by what's come and what may
Undeterred by the message they say
As I close my eyes another soul comes out
His words coming out my mouth
Let me go, sleepwalker (x6)
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Berlin Wall
04:35
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Oh creature of doubt
Oh how you draw the most sour notes from the depths of my mouth
Words sung in her name
Stealing some foreigner's voice, mine it don't taste the same
Land, land that I love
Ravaged by wars I resent but sadly I'm still part of
Freeze over it may
Without the anger I clutch so near I'll crumble away
I'll try to channel my thoughts into theories that coincide
Do I implicate, myself with the candor I advocate?
Strange thoughts, imperfect sense
Betray my resolve and my innocence
For these lonely times I'd lay down my life or some peace of mind
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