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[Verse 1]
if you want to get up, well it's a long long road
gravity's a trickster tryin to enlist your bones
but now you got a reason to be low
and when you get to the bottom where do you go
[Chorus]
forget about the dust under your feet, you're journey-bound
keep your head in the clouds, and baby don't look down
and when you're feelin sad and the tear tides rise
fly up and let the teardrops fall, baby, dry your eyes
[Verse 2]
if you're lookin to get out, there's no easy way
gravity's a pain but you have to fight to break away
but now you stopped believing that you can
stand up, crack down, take your life in your hands
[Repeat Chorus]
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Lovell - Desecration
04:48
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Töks - Kick It
03:27
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For all the chilin’ with no hundred doller billas
From LA, cairo, to manila
This ones for you and all the homies who can feel us
Who ready to kick it
Cuz I’m ready to spit it
Can I kick it (yes you can)
Can I kick it (yes you can)
Man, Can I kick it (yes you can)
Well I’m gone (go on then)
If you want to kick it for a minute then settle down and listen
Don’t give a hoot about your boots and what will glisten
Given an instance to chat about things we’re missing
Do you list materials or life lessons
‘cause for one thing I am stressing
the importance of notions ‘sides what you’re rockin and who is dressin
in the latest
‘cause what makes us
are not the clothes we wear
but the words we share,
do you even dare
to strip yourself bare of the mainstream
and try trading superficiality
for reality that seems ever fading
now I’m hating all the ladies I am meeting
‘cuz it seems they’re seeking
a g thing
studded with three things
money, diamonds, and bling
like in the songs that we sing
but if you understand what shines brightest isn’t on a ring
then how bout you come and kick and we make us two a thing
so this one time this girl came up to me and was like,
“eh….i really dig your style and all….and me and my friends were just wondering….
You know…..well…..”
[Chorus]
yeah
I double down on the underground
if pop and radio are the air that we breath
then I’d rather drown
I go around town telling all these punks
to grab the mic tight
‘cause it’s time to get down
You ain’t even rapping you just spitting shit
Trying to an instant hit like it’s some intrinsic gift
Boy you missing it
And now you risking it
Instead of breaking molds you tripping just to try and fit in it
And I swear that if you touch my tunes when I’m jamming to the roots
I will give your ass the boot to the boons or a room
Filled with a loop of rapping goons
To melt your brain to goo by next day’s noon
I swear if life were a zoo
You’re too consumed
With your nose to the map trying to stay on the main path
But you zoom past all the views of life’s true beauty
to each his own, but this life ain’t no fucking movie
with each breath I let go
this flow planting these thoughts
oh how they grow
and under its shade I will wait
for your approach,
so if you ready for more
let me know
[Chorus]
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I met a man one night
I liked the way he touched my shoulder
he called and it seemed so right but he was asleep when i came over
i only go for the gold
so I say no
I'm waiting for something better.
Waiting for something better.
I'm waiting for something better.
Waiting for something better.
I met a man one night
I liked the way that he seemed older
He called me little Mike
but he had a wife and hadn’t told her
though it was fun
I gotta run
I'm waiting for something better.
Waiting for something better.
I'm waiting for something better.
Waiting for something better.
Something new.
Someone new.
I'm waiting for something better.
Waiting for something better.
I'm waiting for something better.
Waiting for something better.
I met a man tonight
I liked the way he looked me over
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Harry looks in the mirror
Asking what he should see
Just another pretender
Only aching to be
Stepping out to the night sky
With the keys in his hand
Tracing stars on his windshield
Turning hopes into plans
Cause though its dark, he sees the light
A road beyond suburban life
He’s not the one to say goodbye
But he’s breaking out of paradise
Ellie never forgot how
Harry left her alone
Looking out her window
To the wide open road
But she’ll never regret how
With the keys in her hand
She headed west to the heartlands
Finally dreaming again
Cause though its dark, she sees the light
A road beyond suburban (blight) life
She never got to say goodbye
But she’s breaking out of paradise
Their restless hearts on overdrive
For all they’ve lost and left behind
And they don’t know what they will find
But that’s the magic of our lives
All our lives
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Stop this roller coaster I'm just trying to get down
I'm sick of getting thrown around 100 feet above the ground
And then I see you there by the exit with a smile
I didn't know that it would hurt I mean it's only been a little while
I guess I didn't know
How much I'd miss you
We went to see the sharks Kissing in the dark when no one looked
We laid in bed for hours Touching tenderly until we shook
We made a couple drinks and drank them when the actors spoke Chinese
We said we'd try to keep the tears inside our eyes until you leave
I guess I didn't know
How good real love is
Stop this roller coaster
Stop this roller coaster
Stop this roller coaster
Stop this roller coaster
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Hopewell-Amwell - Maine
03:49
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Puddel - Downtown
04:59
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Let me take you downtown
to somewhere else (x4)
Water pressure's building but each little drop echos alone
Breathing every breath through the blinking lights on your phone
Finding something new in every single fucking word that we say
Swimming in the seconds cuz the smaller things they give you away
Let me take you downtown
to somewhere else (x4)
Itching in my shoulder blades, feeling every step on the floor
Watching you watching me watching us wanting more
Teeth on lips and flashing lids, little beads of sweat in your hair
Little smiles and little chances, glances to the world over there
Let me take you downtown
to somewhere else (x4)
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Time keeps slip, slip, slipping away
And I get lost in the sweet sensations
Of my heart left out in the rain
As I read from the morning paper
And my friends are all on their way
But I’m fine with a life like this one
And it’s all just one big parade
To find all the good, good things
Night after night, when sleep is my friend
I’m taken away to dream to see the fall, and I’m
I’m slipping away
I’ve got no reason to stay here when my
My mind’s on display
Along with the rest of the world
And I’m so tired of feeling at home here
I’m so tired of feeling myself
I’m so tired of being at home here
I’m so tired of coming back down
Day after day, I’ve found my trap door
I’m taken away, when me and myself and my friends yeah, we all feel okay
Chorus
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In the garden of the graveyard
I meet your ghost with dutiful ease
But lately in the discard
Your cemetery smile fades and sets me free
It was eighteen hundred ten and two
The year that I was torn from you
With tearful eyes you told your prize
My dear you’ll see me soon
Yes my husband I adore
Has gone and left Time keeps slip, slip, slipping away
And I get lost in the sweet sensations
Of my heart left out in the rain
As I read from the morning paper
And my friends are all on their way
But I’m fine with a life like this one
And it’s all just one big parade
To find all the good, good things
Night after night, when sleep is my friend
I’m taken away to dream to see the fall, and I’m
I’m slipping away
I’ve got no reason to stay here when my
My mind’s on display
Along with the rest of the world
And I’m so tired of feeling at home here
I’m so tired of feeling myself
I’m so tired of being at home here
I’m so tired of coming back down
Day after day, I’ve found my trap door
I’m taken away, when me and myself and my friends yeah, we all feel okay
Chorus
me for the war
The ladies cried as they said goodbye
But I saw something more
Gone are the days of hopeless forever
When nothing but I do’s kept us together
Bring me a ship and ring the bells
I’ll clean out the closets of all of my dresses
But I’ll be damned if I’ll clean up your messes
Anchors away, thank the war of 1812
I cannot say my hopes were high
That you would make it out alive
With my shoulders bare I said my prayers
That the Good Lord would let you survive
But alas, He must’ve seen my lie
For Virginia’s ranks said you had died
With a pious affect I paid my respects
With my lover at my side
They tell me I’m a rotten soul
And I’ve dug myself a sinful hole
But I’ve never been a fan of slavery
And I don’t see a lot of sin in being free
They tell me I’m a rotten soul
And I’ve dug myself a sinful hole
But I’ve never been a fan of slavery
And I don’t see a lot of sin
leaving the hell that I’m in and being free
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Fusion - Prologue
05:09
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Excuse me for being brutally and completely honest.
If I share my opinion on this,
Would you still listen the way that you do?
Because the atmosphere in here is static.
And I must admit I’ve had it,
Shying away from the One Thing that’s true.
This is a life or death situation.
Don’t want you to leave here thinking that it’s something less.
This is a life or death situation.
So listen closely to me, ‘cause this is no secret.
Let me tell you a story
about your life:
Every thing is going wrong,
though it seems like it’s going right.
And I know it’s hard to believe,
We’ve both been blind.
So let me say this once,
Before we’re out of time.
Don’t want to give you the wrong idea,
So pray that you will see a
A better side of me that you never new.
‘Cause I know I’m blessed with where I am
In the past, now I understand that
none of this ever would have gotten to you.
But it’s a life or death situation.
Thank God we can restart, with a life that’s not our own.
I’m calling out in raw desperation.
‘Cause if I dare keep quiet, you might never know so…
Let me tell you a story
about your life:
Every thing is going wrong,
though it seems like it’s going right.
And I know it’s hard to believe,
We’ve both been blind.
So let me say this once,
Before we’re out of time.
Out of time, Out of time
We might just be out of time.
What if time is running out
And this could save your
Out of time, Out of time
We might just be out of time.
What if time is running out
And this could save your…
Let me tell you a story
about your life:
Every thing is going wrong,
though it seems like it’s going right.
And I know it’s hard to believe,
We’ve both been blind.
So let me say this once,
Before we’re out of time.
Out of time, Out of time
We might just be out of time.
What if time is running out
And all we have is now?
Out of time, Out of time
We might just be out of time.
What if time is running out
And this could save your life?
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It's hurting to sleep alone in this bed
She's packed up for a hotel instead
It's draining to lose her, so quiet without her
The papers are signed in ballpoint ink
And you say that I should go get a drink
At some bar in Midtown where she won't be around
But I've checked out, I'm so far gone
I shake my head and you twist my arm
And I say no, you say I must
I don't know who to trust
So give me a reason for me to go
My best friend, what are you doing to me?
My best man, how could you do this to me?
To drag me, to this place, so I can find a new face
I know that there's pretty women in here
They’re waiting for me to buy them a beer
And beg for replacement love
When that love is not a love I'm thinking of
But I've checked out, I'm so far gone
I shake my head and you twist my arm
And I say no, you say I must
I don't know who to trust
So give me a reason for me to go
Has it occurred to you
That I need more time to feel renewed
Has it occurred to you
That maybe I’d like to be left alone in this life
And I've checked out, I'm so far gone
I shake my head and you twist my arm
And I say no, you say I must
I don't know who to trust now
So give me a reason for me to go
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