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Crowds whisper and stare
She runs a vintage comb down through her hair
She don't have a care
Just a cardboard mansion millionaire
Discover irony
Her voices dictate what she sees
A sweet reality
To the passerby a tragedy
Existence unconfined
She's an offbeat state of mind
She'll leave nothing behind
Just a shadow of humankind
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Every day in class, I wonder if he notices
With his grey tweed hat, wish he’d buy me roses
In math I calculate, how to get him on a date
And I gotta try, I’m in love…
Oh oh, oh - my my my
No need for worrying I’m in love with a good guy
Oh, Oh oh - my my my
Mama’s gonna be so happy, I’m in love with a good guy
Sarah thinks he’s cute, but Jenny think’s he’s queer
Wears a vintage suit, hair hangs down to here
Meet him in the library, beg, borrow, bribery
But I gotta try, I’m in love with a good
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I want you to want to do
the things that I'm asking you to do
You don't need to read my mind
just use a little common sense sometimes
I wish you'd do the things that need to be done
without being told by someone
Take a little time to do for someone else
before you do for yourself
You don't need to solve all my problems
just hold me tight
tell me everything's alright
Ooo baby you look so good
I can't believe that you're that dense
All I'm asking for is just a little bit of common sense
Sometimes the smile on my face
is a way for me to hide
All the hurtful words
I want to say to you inside
I love you too much and it hurts
when you don't reciprocate
It's funny how fast
love can turn into hate
You don't need to solve all my problems
just hold me tight
tell me everything's alright
Ooo baby you look so good
I can't believe that you're that dense
All I'm asking for is just a little bit of common sense
We always seem to do
the things you want
but when my turn comes around
I look for you and you're gone
I don't think I want too much
I'm happy with your smile and touch
but when you come home you look away
I don't want to seem like I'm begging
but I want some affection
and I want it from you today
You don't need to solve all my problems
just hold me tight
tell me everything's alright
Ooo baby you look so good
I can't believe that you're that dense
All I'm asking for is just a little bit of common sense
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I'm tired of fighting fires I didn't light
But I'd get bored without the heat of the flames
Turning circles in the orange glow of night
Serving souls that I have given names
I've tumbled through this life
To try and make it mine
Love letters for my family line
Velvet blankets in my hand
Blood red roses, golden sand
I'm doing all a mother can
I've watched for others in the burning dawn
Falling to their knees, praying for rain
It takes a village when the clouds are gone
We'll fight together against the heat of the day
I've tumbled through this life
To try and make it mine
Love letters for my family line
Velvet blankets in my hand
Blood red roses, golden sand
I'm doing all a mother can
I've reconciled that rest may never come
It's a burden I'm blessed to bear
Near the end of a day that's never done
I'm thankful for the fires in my care
I've tumbled through this life
To try and make it mine
Love letters for my family line
Velvet blankets in my hand
Blood red roses, golden sand
I'm doing all a mother can
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Called too many times
Please pick up the phone
Voicemail tepid lines
Leaving me so cold
I just wanna hear your voice
Tell me you’re gonna be okay
Worried ears to listen to
Lonely flesh memories
Leaving your iniquities aside
Lift you up just to find you
Stuck in the doldrums again
Stole the show for you too
Losing us ain't worth the win
Long night 5 AM
Color me surprised
Must've missed the train
Seems you never try
Just a word of sordid breath
Ease the hurt inside my mind
Know it’s gonna take a bit
To tame your wild child side
That’s a game I play to win
Lift you up just to find you
Stuck in the doldrums again
Stole the show for you too
Losing us ain't worth the win
No, you never mean to
But endless nights they wear me thin
Hopin’ you can break through
Can’t hear my voice cut through the din
Closing time again
Cigarette weary eyes
Wonder where you’ve been
Just another bloodshot moon sunrise
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Tried to speak her
eyes a no-man’s land
tried to reach out
her hand’s a flaming brand
I cleared a path
gave up my broken crown
but she burned my bridges down
I seen her step a-
cross the open field
ran to meet her
open arms to heal
turned away, crossed
three miles out around
And she burned my bridges down
Burned my bridges down
in strength, we should be bound
the boot heel strikes its mark
in bitter dark
the harder from a softer heart
Don’t make no sense
the way she cuts at me
Both knocked down and
both been left to bleed
share the same mark
but no one makes a sound
she burned my bridges down
Burned my bridges down
in strength, we should be bound
the boot heel strikes its mark
in bitter dark
the harder from a softer heart
River rage to
take back what she gave
reach your hand out
pray for me to save
icy fingers
I wouldn’t let you drown …
but you burned your bridges down
Burned my bridges down
in strength, we should be bound
the boot heel strikes its mark
in bitter dark
the harder from a softer heart
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7. |
Tyler Millard- Snowbirds
04:27
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I’m closin’ up shop, it’s late december
We’re headed south for warmer weather
I’ll trade in my nog for an ice cold Corona
Cause we’re headed down, down, down
Just south of Sedona
I’ll trade in my cap for a big red sombrero
He’s dressin up like some old ranchero
I’ll take off my boots and it’s just like we’re home
We’re settlin’ down, down, down just south of Jerome
Tis the season to watch him get older
As he carries the weight of the world on his shoulders
Ah but somewhere over the Grand Canyon it ends, and we mend
And I’ve got my Nick back again
We’re joining up with the snowbird nation
Catchin our flight with the last migration
We’ll be down south before the new bird flies
Cause we’re settlin’ down, down, down just south of Surprise
Tis the season to watch him get older
As he carries the weight of the world on his shoulders
Ah but somewhere over the Grand Canyon it ends, and we mend
And I’ve got my Nick back
Rudy’s in training and we hope that it takes
Cause the Mrs. Ain’t keen on them rattlin’ snakes
And she’s finally done crying them crocodile tears, says
’I hope go a little further south next year’
Tis the season to watch him get older
As he carries the weight of the world on his shoulders
Ah but somewhere over the Grand Canyon it ends, and we mend
And I’ve got my Nick back
Tis the season to watch him get older
As he carries the weight of the world on his shoulders
Ah but somewhere over the Grand Canyon it ends, and we mend
And I’ve got my Nick back again
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