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Straitjacket
02:52
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Straitjacket
I don’t like the way I look when I’m standing beside you
This isn’t me, I’m not happy, can you feel it too?
How long should I drag this on?
I’m waiting around for what’s already gone
I don’t know what to believe in
I sink into this Straitjacket feeling
I am afraid, I am afraid
I am afraid, I am afraid
And I break, and I break down
I need to be free, to feel like I can breathe
Cause this holy mess, is strangling me
I say, that I should walk away
There’ s no change, if I choose to stay
I don’t know what to believe in
I sink into this straitjacket feeling
I am afraid, I am afraid
I am afraid, I am afraid
And I break, and I break down
I don’t like the way I look when I’m standing beside you
This isn’t me, I’m not happy,
How long should I drag this on?
I’m waiting around for what’s already gone
I don’t know what to believe in
I sink into this Straitjacket feeling
I am afraid, I am afraid
I am afraid, I am afraid
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The Other Side
03:07
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The Other Side
It's never complete
The picture is changing
I'm missing a piece
Of a puzzle that's fading
And the acorn is falling
From a tree that I'll never touch
And I've got too many things
That never seem to matter that much
And on the other side it looks much better
And on the other side, everything's there
But I never arrive,
No I never arrive in this place
And what's with it now
There's no satisfaction
And the rainbows in clouds
A pretty distraction
And the Garden of Eden is teaching me greed
I learned how to want more than I'll ever need
And on the other side it looks much better
And on the other side, everything's there
But I never arrive,
No I never arrive,
But I never arrive,
No I never arrive in this place
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Blood From A True Place
02:25
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Blood From A True Place
Is there anything that's gonna come out of me tonight
Cause I've been feeling a little empty inside
Shut the window, close the door, lock up behind you
Grab your keys and memories for something to turn to
And I've been waiting so long I don't know if my blood
Runs from a true place anymore
I tell myself to be strong I don't remember what
That's supposed to feel like anymore
Keep my faith another day, has it been too long
Of a time for me to put a happy face on
Fill me up on sugar sweet enough to tease me
Tell me pretty things to fuck me up completely
And I've been waiting so long I don't know if my blood
Runs from a true place anymore
I tell myself to be strong I don't remember what
That's supposed to feel like anymore
Tear up the pictures of yourself it'll break your heart
Maybe nobody knows who they really are
And I've been waiting so long I don't know if my blood
Runs from a true place anymore
I tell myself to be strong I don't remember what
That's supposed to feel like anymore
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4. |
Foolish
03:59
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Foolish
i feel like a bird sitting on a wire
Looking down at the slow burning fire
Oh i'm watching us die
Tried to resurrect what was inside
But this just won't come back to life
Ooh i'm watching us die
And i know i should go
Start moving on
And i know darling i know
The feelings gone
And i'm foolish to think this is right
Maybe i'm foolish for coming back every time
We have been rolling the dice
Walking along on thin ice
Ooh i'm watching us die
Hoping our luck will soon change
But how long until the surface breaks
Ooh i'm watching us die
And i know i should go
Start moving on
And i know darling i know
The feelings gone gone gone
I'm foolish to think this is right
Maybe i'm foolish coming back every time
Maybe i'm foolish to think this is right
Maybe i'm foolish for coming back every time
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Brave Bird
03:46
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Brave Bird
I painted my nails black out on the patio
And fifteen stories high he did not fear the ground below
The wind may push him from his feet
And he could choose to fall dead on the street
He knows to spread his wings
He knows to let the wind carry him
Hey brave bird
I'd really like to live like you
brave bird
what is it that you don't hang on to
brave bird
I'd really like to live like you
In the city I searched for time to transcend
right up on the corner he was perched upon the ledge
Tomorrrow may never come
and he could let it die before it has begun
He knows to seize the day
He knows the seasons change
Hey brave bird
I'd really like to live like you
brave bird
what is it that you don't hang on to
brave bird
I'd really like to live like you
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Stef Lang Vancouver, British Columbia
Artist/Songwriter/Producer/Performer Known For: Mr. Immature & Paperdoll.
New album 'Self': Nov 13 2012!
Recent Feature on Delerium's 'Music Box Opera'
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