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5. | Tunnel Vision |
6. | Working With Wood |
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9. | Don't Forget Me When I Die |
10. | Run |
11. | White Dove/Black Crow |
12. | Spider |
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It's enough to make a fit man sick
Queuing up around in '46 they'll see
but that's enough about me
crackdown another one at '69
beach sand covers up another land mine, oh no.
but that's enough about you
yeah that's enough about you
take all of everything 'til I'm all black
this spell you've put me under's made me crack
backdown another one in seven six
they found out where you got your kicks
but they still thought that punk was dead
we played a secret song to them
and hoped that they'd forget
It's enough to make a fit man sick
Queuing up around in '46, oh no
but that's enough about you
yeah that's enough about you
take all of everything 'til I'm all black
this spell you've put me under's made me crack
broke another leg again
I'm broke and on the mend again
what else can i say?
and the beat of her drum plays on forever
like a belle out ringing from the south
i could leave it here, i could leave you never
i can hear you begging in the crowd
begging in the crowd
but that's enough about you
yeah that's enough about you
take all of everything 'til I'm all black
this hell you've dragged me into's made me crack
i broke another leg again
im broke and on the mend again
what else can i say?
what else can i say?
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Ill take a breath as you take mine
Your best is good and mine's just fine
Even if i lay here i could not erase the time
I'll be your fool, i'll do your crime
All my thoughts are blacker than cancer
All my thoughts are blacker than cancer
I still taste blood
Its the red that gets it me
I've been here forever and im never gonna be alright
Chase the lion and her pride will leave
Stand to attention, stand to attention
My own, my own.
I beg for help but you decline
I'll sit this through and bide my time
All my thoughts are blacker than cancer
Chances are you wont like the answer
Chainsaw don't like your answer
The chainsaw... Your chances are... Dead
I still taste blood
It forever gets to me
I swam in the river now im never gonna be alright
Face denial and our tribe will lead
Stare in attention, stand to attention
My own, liar
I'll try to stay awake and make out im okay
Take care this kid can play
Be careful you might stay
I heard ya scream, so i slipped my cuffs and crossed the border
I heard ya scream, so i slipped my cuffs and crossed the border
I heard ya scream, so i slipped my cuffs and crossed the border
Across the border...
I still taste blood
Its the red that gets to me
I've been here forever now im never gonna be alright
Chase the lion and her pride will leave
Stand to attention, stand to attention
Liar, liar.
On my own
On my own
On my own
All my thoughts are blacker than cancer
All my thoughts are blacker than cancer
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I swear i've drunk enough for both of us tonight
But i'll buy another round before it's closing time
Coz i know oh oh, baby, I'm getting better
And you know oh oh, that maybe I'm feeling better
And if i leave this shitty pub without a trace
My brand of cigarettes will lead you to my place
So who knows oh ohs, maybe I'm feeling better
And you know oh oh, baby, I'm getting better
And i feel alive with you
Baby, I'm getting better
And i feel alive with you
Baby, I'm getting better
Do do do do do do do do do
I think i've seen enough to keep my big mouth shut
Before you can call me a man
How many songs does it take to understand?
And i feel alive with you
Baby, I'm getting better
And i feel alright with you
Baby, I'm getting there
Do do do do do do do do do
Its nothing to do with the weather
Now baby I'm getting better
Don't look so down...
So maybe I'm feeling better
Now i dream that I'm with you
Baby, I'm getting better
And i feel alive with you
Baby, I'm getting better
Do do do do do do do do do
Baby, I'm getting better
Baby, I'm getting there
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Oh oh oh oh oh oh
I can lead by example
but you find it of crime.
Is it best for you I don't get no weirder?
I can leave my possessions
Take you home on the rise
From a love .... all best gone get?
Thinkin' bout you every day
Nothing can replace the love in your eyes.
Stickin' around the cemetery
it never really gets to me
I don't go out I don't go out
What comfort was there
while we're waiting for the Reaper to come
Come on!
Truth torture or dare
And we're waiting for glimpse of the sun
Some of the places I know
some of the places I've seen well.
They would never try face the devil in me.
Some of the places I know
Most others I haven't been to.
Listen while you get what you get
I can dance to perfection
I'm the father of time.
Is it obvious I ain't go no rhythm
But I lead with intention
And I swagger with style.
This is best for you
you're gonna get what you get.
Thinkin' bout you every day
nothing can replace the love in your eyes.
Sickin' around the cemetery
it never really gets to me
Stickin' around the cemetery
it never really gets to me.
What comfort was there
As we're waiting for a glimpse of the sun
the sun so
Some of the places I know
Some of the places I've seen well.
They would never try face the devil in me.
Some of the places I know
Most others I haven't been to.
Listen while you get what you get.
In the sun in the sun
where the damage is done
i'm looking forward to the moon tonight
(sun)
Some of the places I know
Some of the places I've seen well.
They would never try face the devil in me.
Some of the places I know
Most others I haven't been to.
Listen while you get what you get.
(In the sun in the sun ..)
Best for you
You're gonna get what you get
(In the sun in the sun ..)
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these things...
these things...
these things...
these things,
these things,
these things,
we believe in aren't what they seem
will we wake from this dream?
and I'll sympathise, with open eyes
I'll bless the skies, you come home
is there any wonder or point to what i do?
I'm skin and bone forever
and you've beaten me black and blue
these strings,
these strings,
these strings,
they relieve me so i can sing
and i play for nothing
and I'll sympathise, with open eyes
I'll bless the sky, you come home
is there any wonder? a point to what i do?
i whisper as loud as london
and it's beatin' me black and blue
and I'll sympathise, with open eyes
I'll bless the skies, you come home
is there any wonder, or point to what i do?
I'm skin and bone forever
and it's beatin' me black and blue
is there any wonder?
girl, you've beaten me black and blue
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I'd burn for you
I'd burn for you
You're like a lost freight train
A 747 with no pilot at the reign
Stay with me
And you can keep your fame
Jam it up a gear as I got to get away
What do I know?
A six foot nun
You got your silver bullets raise your god dam gun
Girl I can see your pain
Standing on the corner trying to shelter from the rain
Looking like you're interested so that the people think
you're sane
I think I know your name
Shit we think the same
This is not a game I play discreetly
Even though if it does sound kind of creepy
I'll make sure you're tucked in when I leave you
So no one else, could get to you
Like a drunk Mark Twain
Spitting out your venom with no fire in the flames
Stay with me
What do I know about pain?
Did you stop to think this might be driving me insane?
Looking like you're innocent so that the people think
you're playing
Get the early train
Shit we think the same
This is not a game, this is not a game
This is not a game I play discreetly
Even though if it does sound kind of creepy
I'll make sure you're tucked in when I leave you
So no one else can get to you
We can hear the rain come down secretly
Your looks got me kind of weak in the knees
I'd burn for you
I'd burn for you
And you can keep your change
I wouldn't spend it anyway
I wouldn't know where to start
Girl I can see your pain
Girl I can see your pain
Think I know your name
Shit we think the same
This is not a game I play discreetly
Even if it does sound kind of creepy
I'll make sure you're tucked in when I leave you
So no one else can get to you
We can hear the rain come down secretly
Your looks got me kind of weak in the knees
I'd burn for you
I'd burn for you
I'd burn for you
I'd burn for you
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