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Wasting Time
03:17
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I've ive taken a match, and with it all light,
every bloodyt hing up, cause its just fire
and theres theres no place for me, theres no place to be,
im wasting all my time
and if there was just something for me to give me purpose and reason,
woah woah
i oughta be proud about something x 2
it seems no future for me, just watch the tv, and then maybe get some sleep
no way im going to work, im selling my soul, i wanna keep it rock and roll
thats right ya
and theres something inside me that keeps me shivering
against all my enemeies
theres nothing else they can take from me
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2. |
Down Here
04:30
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3. |
You We're My Friend
04:18
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i want you now i cant be lonely
ill make you free youll see now what everyone is talkin bout
i am awake living quietly at my own pace
i never see you anywhere i miss your face
you were my girl once just remember that u were my girl
its oh so funny a that your partners a former friend
i couldnt break the barriers and make amends
i still love you girl and it hurts so much i still love you
i am awake looking forward to a better time
therse never inspiration in this brain of mine
but ill find you sooner enough i hope i will find you
i feel so glad that your most likely with a better guy
my one regret is that i didnt really try
but i miss you now and im broken up cause i miss you
i still have hope hope that in the future you will seperate
and i can turn this thing into reality
i have lust babe that is all it is its just lust babe
atleast for now im able to recall the memories
of all the times that we went walking through the forrest trees
thats enough for me to just make me smile thats enough or me
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Musical Mornings Rising
02:29
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My self esteem dont last until the morning, oh
my purpose doesnt follow me as close as it could be
i found a way where i could block out all the sun
musical mornings rise with me
i always take a mask with me when i out--SI--ide
and noone seems to notice that i hurt so deep inside
I found a way where i can wrestle with the moon
musical mornings dies with me
it's not so clear what i have done
the ones ive hurt the ones ive shunned
It's not so tense when i've been waking up with you
Time seems to go so quick with nothing else to do
it seems ive found a way where i can take back my control
musical mornings dies with me
musical mornings dies with me
musical mornings rise with me
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5. |
I'm Feeling Love
02:56
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6. |
Damn Philosophy
03:42
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7. |
Winter Time
03:30
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winter time, desperate mind
It's that time of the year
Memories, remedies
and wishing that she was here
the snow outside ild cold and white
and thast why its my least favorite time of the year
Manic spells, kiss and tells
and such beautiful girls
quiet nights, loss of sight
and the weathers cold outside it never ends
I feel so alive, no longer hae to hide
there's nothing else for me now except to play it on the radio
and one last thing ill say, the new years on its way
real bad dreams, plans and schemes
i miss the summer season cause im living in a dream
and you know, you know
that im gonna made if i dont get my ducks in a row
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8. |
I Just Can't Help Myself
03:31
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i just cant help myself, i just cant heko myself
i sit around searching for clouds i cant redeem myself
i just cant be myself, i just cant be myself
i hang aflooat, hoping you'kk know ijust cant help myself
its all away, you help me so
you help me know, ive gotta go ive gotta go
i always hurt myself, i dont asser myself,
a junkies tale, its tooth and nail i should alert myself
not so proud of myself, i think i need some help
a lovely joke, a puff of smoke, i cant redeem
and you, you simply deserve alot better than me
im always so lonely and baby youll see
that i couldnt hurt you anyway
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9. |
I'm Mad At You
02:07
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theres nothing wroong with your face, and i dont mind your musical taste
but for now i gotta go, dont let it get to you, its only cause im mad at you
its prolly something you did, it might be something you said
but for now ill stay alone, think about the shit you've done
im really fucking mad at you
and yeah i dont dont dont give a shit now
because you never know how hard i was bit now
ist all you playing with me
its not because of this song, its not because your doing me wrong
but for now i gotta go, hope it really gets to you
i hope ya fuckin hate me too
ive always wanted to leave, ive never had the chance to redeem
but i hope you get the message to, think about the things ya do
its only cause im mad at you
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10. |
Pack It In
03:12
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Starting just today, gonna change my way
the road aheads is dark and dreary
oh so scary too
had a thoguht today, i should change my way
im so dependant on the poisons i need
habits i shall kick, ill for sure be sick
i need to discipline me
ive got trouble on my mind, its a self fulfilling life
theres a judge he has a gavel and he plans to use it
i am never on my own, yet i always feel alone
only friends i've got are chemicals and i abuse it
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11. |
Mother
02:58
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12. |
Conquest
06:44
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13. |
Musical Mornings
03:52
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Scott Robinson Frederick, Maryland
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