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Astair your glare is killing me
Astair is skies of blue
The signs you wear are making me
So confused
But the mountains and the trees
Are they just what you need
Or are they less than what
You'd expect to see
And if you're leaving
Well come give me a reason
Why I let you down
Before you turn around
Now, now before you turn around
Astair you're there and I'm still here
I swear I'm so confused
The signs you wear are making me
Feel like I'm the one to lose
LyricsBut the canyons and the seas
Are they just what you need
Or are they less than what
You'd expect to see
And if you're leaving
Well come give me a reason
Why I let you down
Before you turn around
Now, now before you turn around [x2]
But the mountains and the trees
Are they what you perceive
Or are they less than what
You'd expect to see
And if you're leaving
Well come give me a reason
Why I let you down
Before you turn around
Now, now before you turn around
Before you turn around
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I've collected all my things and put them all in boxes.
I'll pay off all my dues, I don’t care what the cost is.
For actin like, for actin like a fool.
From another city I was lookin at the changes
Everything still looks the same but its me that feels the strangest
What am I suppose to do when I'm head to toe in lies
In a broken city with the night so long and high
When Im actin like, actin like a fool
I know I might, have said some things to you
You Know I try, but still I play the fool
When Im actin like, actin like a fool
I'm heading for a plane. I guess this is the end well. When flying high so, high you know I will come down still, will come down, you know I will come down.
I turn my head and I look behind but the moments put to rest
Everything that you said to me has sunk in to my chest
When I'm actin like, actin like a fool
I know I might, have said some things to you
LyricsYou Know I try, but still I play the fool
When Im actin like, actin like a fool
I turn my head and I look behind but the moments put to rest
Everything that you said to me has sunk in to my chest
When I'm actin like, actin like a fool
I know I might, have said some things to you
You Know I try, but still I play the fool
When Im actin like, actin like a fool
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Something's in my coffee, yeah
There's something in my coffee, yeah
Must be the water, and it
Must be the water, and it
Must be the water, 'cause it
Must be the water, and it
Must be the water, yeah
Must be the water
And there's,
Something in the air we're breathing
It's in the air we're breathing
'It's in the TV,' he said
'It's in the TV,' he said
There are TV Gods
There are TV Gods
It's in the offices
And it's in the cars we're driving
LyricsIt's in the offices
And wash the car you're driving
'It'll get your eyes,' he says
'So watch your eyes,' he says
'It's in the TV,' he said
'It's in the TV,' he said
There are TV Gods
There are TV gods
There are TV Gods
There are TV Gods
They want to keep you numb
They know you'll stay and come
They know you'll turn them on
They know you'll turn them on
They want to keep you numb
They know you'll stay and come
They know you'll turn them on
They know you'll turn them on
There are TV Gods
There are TV Gods
'It's in the TV,' he said
'It's in the TV,' he said
'Turn off the TVs,' he said
'Turn off the TVs,' he said
There are TV Gods
There are TV Gods
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Flowers are nice, flowers are pretty
So I took a ride away from the city
Stories I'd heard of mystery and magic
Traveling caravans left me enchanted
With rivers of sun glow just beyond the plateau
I followed them down to the well
There are your wishes there are your dreams
In shimmering fields of gold
A mystical mistress in the forest of night
Knew that I'd come from city lights
Shimmering fields but of course my dear
Shimmering fields of gold
Many have followed the footsteps you're on
Good to know I'm not alone
la da da da da da
la da da da da da
Shimmering straight ahead I see
Shimmering fields of gold
All you could wish for and all you could dream
Shimmering fields of gold
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So much more than we got to do
Don't want to wait before my shoes
Walk over me before, before I do
So much talking left to do
You stop talking way too soon
I put my shoes right back, back on too
So what's left to do with you?
So what's left to do with you?
So much fighting left to do
Don't wanna stop before I'm through
Put my dollar(?) out back, back on you
You tie me up, you spit me out
I went too far but I can melt
Time will take its toll, it's true
So what's left to do with you?
So what's left to do with you?
So much movin' I got to do
Don't want to wait for my shoes
To walk over me before, before I do
There's so much talking left to do
You stop talkin way too soon
Put my shoes right back, back on too
So what's left to do with you?
So what's left to do with you?
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