1. |
Help Yourself
03:21
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She’s ready to trade her body for new
been down before but never this type of blue
tried to meet the devil to give up her soul
Waited at the crossroads but he never showed
Ive been hooked before,
living in a blur,
Can’t get myself out of bed,
holding on to what you said,
Lost it again
I see the vulture in the corner,
waiting for me to drop
to come pick up whats left of me,
then leave me here to rot
Ive been hooked before,
living in a blur,
Can’t get myself out of bed,
holding on to what you said,
Lost it again
what happened to the long days? Where did my mind go?
I keep letting it fly with the smoke
what happened to the long days? Where did my mind go?
Wrap me up and pull me down below
I can't afford to lose anymore.
I cant afford.
I cant afford to lose anymore
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2. |
Boston
03:20
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Walk away she said,
with your head full of regret
“It was time to step up, but I’ve had enough
You’ve done everything but your promise kept”
And some how I’m still alive
after all those nights thinking of demise
4 am is somber but 5 o’clock brings the light
Ill pretend that I’m fine
Hey, just lay down,
right next to me,
and sleep till the morning breaks
Keep me in your mind,
I hope you remember the simpler times we had
Did you grow up being pulled from side to side?
We’re the lights of northern Boston all you needed to get on by?
Creeping through the alleys that we’re begging for your company
While the left and right kept swaying
and the halves of your heart never aligned
Ill pretend that I’m fine
Hey, just lay down,
right next to me,
and sleep till the morning breaks
Keep me in your mind,
I hope you remember the simpler times we had
she’s the smoke on the window
she’s the quiet snow fall,
but I lost it all
Hey, come lay down right next to me
And sleep till the morning breaks
My eyes will trace your face
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3. |
Firecracker
03:35
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Its been a long week...
And I keep feeling that feeling I felt
when you left me
I know your ashamed,
when you speak my name
you speak my name
If you haven’t loved and lost, then keep your head up kid
If you haven’t loved and lost then you really haven’t lived
Do you remember how you were slurring your words
as we climbed in your fathers old thunderbird
You kept saying, “its been a long week, and I just need you now”
Its been a long week…
And she’s got blood stained teeth from the way she’s been
ripping into me
Crept into my room,
stole the soul from my tomb
If you haven’t loved and lost, then keep your head up kid
If you haven’t loved and lost then you really haven’t lived
Do you remember how you were slurring your words
as we climbed in your fathers old thunderbird
You kept saying, “its been a long week, and I just need...
you’re a Firecracker, ready to go
Ignite into light, you fill the shadows
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4. |
Days Passed
03:50
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Heated up, I’m heated up
though i don’t look very tough
feeding off, feeding off,
of exactly what they want
keep me up, I’m trying not to bluff
but this summers been rough for the friends,
I made and left,
for promise of the promise land
you started counting the days that have passed
waiting for the day that I would comeback
so you could pick yourself up off the floor
I’ve got something to prove to the boys down the street
and I’m not coming home till they’re jealous of me
let it be, let it be
This is my chance to shake of the chains
to prove to myself that I’m not one of the same
let it be, let it be
Vision burred, vision blurred
im drunk on the corner of main street and ford
leave me here on the curb
to bandage my head from all their vicious words
We’ve got fortunes coming, ill make you my queen
ill travel land and sea and the valleys between
leave the jokers all behind, cause I wanna be your king
you started counting the days that have passed
waited for the day that I will comeback
so you could pick yourself up off the floor
for all the, prescriptions
you are my addiction
This is my admission
Darling, call out to me
I just wanna be your Paul McCartney
and sing let it, let it be
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5. |
100 Trumpets
03:52
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When will I feel the medicine sink into my veins?
Will you stay by my side or run away?
I've covered all my wounds with bad decisions and mistakes
I’ve got secrets that would make your spine shake
I hear the sound of a hundred trumpets. Can you hear it too?
Look at all the faces of all the people I love
I want to share this place with you
Pour a glass out for me
I gave up my youth for dreams of seeing
my name on your marquee
Give me a push to get me along
or light a candle for me
I hear the sound of a hundred trumpets. Can you hear it too?
Look at all the faces of all the people I love
I want to share this place with you
I keep my courage under my tongue
You keep your fears under your skin
Theres nothing wrong with being scared
I’ll be alright as long as you’re here
Before you go,
Can you hear the trumpets call me home?
Look at all the faces of the people I love
I’ll wait here for you
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6. |
Lookin' For Me
03:43
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Most mornings I can’t see a thing,
driving straight into the east.
With the radio talking back to me,
make believe company.
The northern wind
Is bringing the sun with it
Lifting the morning steam
Ill will lay in the street
and hope that the
cars will stop for me
I’m exchanging looks with the man on the moon
While the weight of your mood could fill this whole room
Believe me I’ve tried to make you smile the way I used too
She’s looking for me tonight, but go ahead honey and find yourself
a man that will treat you right.
(Has anyone told you love, that your are a special one?)
She’s looking for me tonight, But go ahead baby and let me go
(Has anyone told you love, that your are a special one?)
I’ll float into the afterlife
I’m exchanging looks with the man on the moon
While the weight of your mood could fill this whole room
Id do anything to make you smile the way I used too
She’s looking for me tonight, but go ahead honey and find yourself
a man that will treat you right.
I'll float into the afterlife
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