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These Thoughts
03:20
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The alarm clock goes off
I’m still in my bed staring at the ceiling
I wish I was dead
All these thoughts running through my head
Not much of a talker, I don't know what to say
Gonna drink and snort it all away
Every fucking day
All these thoughts running through my head
I can’t go on, I must be strong
I’m a fucking mess if you go and leave me on my own
Hey don’t worry I’m gonna be alright
Not gonna be awake every fucking night
All these thoughts running through my head
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Never Knew
03:00
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I really can’t imagine how I wasted all this time
It’s been a couple years since I wrote those fateful lines
I never picked the heart up that I left behind
Days and weeks and months and years are marching by in line
And I never knew the way
I always kept on running
If I could get another day I’m gonna get things going
Halfway between dusk and dawn there’s a place that I have found
The stereo turned up and a bottle going down
And time ticking away with no consent of mine again
Early morning brings not brightness but discouragement instead
And I never knew the way
I always kept on running
If I could get another day I’m gonna get things going
Now that all this teenage angst has turned into grown-up fears
I’m asking have I not found a way in all these years
But there’s a new dawn coming it’s a day that I will seize
And there’s something reassuring in the evening breeze
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3. |
Gun Salute
02:57
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The sun goes down on my home as the day passes by
I’m out on a street under a darkening sky
Thinking of friends that went to war
Afghanistan and Iraq Will they ever come back
Yeah they say these are the days that we need to take a stand Yeah they say these are the ways that we really should defend
It’s easy to say when you’re out of the way of the firefights and the endless ways
to be killed or maimed or taken down in flames, for the gun salute to echo past your days
I talk a walk and look around
See families without hope
Got no job got no money except for dealers selling dope
Newspapers cover windows, cars line the street the economy’s down we all take the heat
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Tidal Wave
02:57
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We watched in fear and anger as we were shaken to the core
And the cold concrete below waited silently for more
There should be an answer someone out there for us to find
Send them back their smoking gun with our bombs not far behind
Why do we insist to ride this tidal wave
This storm of emotion surging across the ocean
Now there are false motives and then you’ve got your blatant lies
Then again you’ve got your bloody soil and the helpless human cries
They say we’re good by nature then I’d say not always strong of will
Anyway the wind blows we will move in for the kill...
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