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EMcB - The Tunnel
02:32
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There's pain in my belly
There's pain in my head
If it don't end soon I'm gonna be dead
Voices on the left
And voices on the right
Can I go all day
Will I make it through the night
Going through the tunnel, it's coming on fast
Going through the tunnel, man it ain't no blast
Going through the tunnel and I'm feeling the pain
Going through the tunnel will I go insane
The hunger will cry
And the hunger will lie
The hunger is gonna be my demise
My head goes up
And my head goes down
I got myself turned Lord, all the way around
Going through the tunnel, it's coming on fast
Going through the tunnel, man it ain't no blast
Going through the tunnel and I'm feeling the pain
Going through the tunnel will I go insane
Well my time has come
My time's at the end
My time expires before it begins
A dance with the devil
It's a dance with shame
Will I find victory
Calling my name
Going through the tunnel, it's coming on fast
Going through the tunnel, man it ain't no blast
Going through the tunnel and I'm feeling the pain
Going through the tunnel will I go insane
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All the colors came to pass
Powder turned to parchment
And we knew it wouldn’t last like the bells
that rang out for Jerusalem
Bang your gong and bang your drums
and walk out like a tight wire act
State the truth and state the fact
of all the things you memorized
Reading in between the lines
You think of her with pretty eyes
The moments we immortalize
Then all at once you realize we are all
Lost and found
Now I’m walking around
With my head in the clouds
Wondering how could it be
That the eyes of a sparrow
are not judging me
like a child who has lost his way
fatherless and left betrayed
Broken hearts and broken bones
Happy trails lead to empty homes
A mother can’t love anymore
Wipes tears across the kitchen floor
On the day she realized we are all just
Lost and found
I saw the comet in the sky, and it passed me by
In the forest I found trees
And everything I hoped to be
Counted back in 1s and 3s
Grab a book and grab some tea
And let’s all lay down now
A good day to be alive
While my mind was rotting from the inside
The doctors said son
take it easy on yourself
It will improve your health
with the balance of some medicine
Fill in all the openings
With citrus, sage and anything
that brings a smile to your face
All the girls you cared about
Left with hope and left with doubt
Now I have a constant fear that we are just
Lost and found
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House is vacant
Walls are beige
Been here hours
Feels like days
Change locations
Take a break
But I’m right back
Stuck up in the
same old place and
I guess it’s useless
no more excuses
Called up my muses
they chucked the deuces
I think I’m losing my mind
I’m in writers block. I’m in
Writer’s block. Can’t get
Out this box. Had a
Train of thought and
Now it’s stopped in
Is there nothing
Left to say
Red light, dry well
Mental maze
Mind is racing
Can’t escape
Nothing saves me from
Staring at this same old page and
I guess it’s useless
no more excuses
Called up my muses
they told me I’m clueless
They think I’m losing my mind
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Tyler Millard - Profit
02:49
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Profit
We’re marking out the path to our own destruction
Maybe we’re just weapons of mass consumption
But I don’t want to wallow in that kind of reduction
So I watch my pocket
Cause everybody’s looking for a profit
It’s the American Dream
It’s exactly how it seems
No, nobody’s keeping score
I got plenty, but
I want more
We’re marking out the path to our own deception
Maybe we’re obsessed with the resurrection
But some of us are headed in a darker direction
So people watch your pockets
Cause everybody’s looking for an Ah Ah Ah Ah prophet
It’s the American Dream
It’s exactly how it seems
No, nobody’s keeping score
I got mine but
I want yours
American Dream
American Dream
American Dream
It’s the American dream
It’s exactly how it seems
No, nobody’s keeping score
Yeah, I got plenty
But I want more
It’s the American Dream
It’s exactly how it seems
No, nobody’s keeping score
I’ve got mine
But I want yours
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I told you that I’d get it to you by Friday at 6
Well now it seems I’m in a little fix
Cause it’s Friday at five and I haven’t the drive
TGIF “the hell with it”
The bride wants an RSVP
A simple reply, it’s so easy
Well the wedding’s tomorrow
And now I guess I can’t go
My sister’s sure gonna miss me
I know that it’s a character flaw
Settle down, I’m breaking no law
Just face the facts
You gotta relax
It’s not that I have nothing to do
It’s that I do nothing I have
Plenty of time in a day
No need for me to worry
Not watching a clock
I’d rather be on TikTok
At some point I just gotta say
The boss told me well in advance
Now she says it’s my last chance
I gotta come through
But grumpy cat’s on YouTube
I always wanted to go freelance
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Did it matter where we were?
Would you have felt the very same?
singing a long lost melody
I can’t recall
did I ever know the name
at the bottom of the stairs
I watched you turn your head and smile
lost in a memory, a shade I’ll never share
a debt I’ll never reconcile
There’s a light at the end of the pier
For the ships out at sea
What were you thinking when
you weren’t thinking of me?
it’s the black box in your heart
it’s the apple on the tree
the key to the code I wish I’d
never thought to find
the whispers lost to memory
shall we walk out on the sand
shall we dance the night away
knowing that somewhere
there’s a line that can’t be crossed
while we keep the dark at bay
There’s a light at the end of the pier
For the ships out at sea
What were you thinking when
you weren’t thinking of me?
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She left a note on the door, then she hit the road.
If she was truly afraid, it never showed.
Put the kids in the car, then she hit the road Jack,
Headed down the road and she never looked back.
She's not afraid, she's never going back again.
He didn't think she would leave, he was passed out drunk.
He never noticed the suitcase she had in her trunk.
He was surprised, guess he shouldn't have been,
It was gonna happen, just a question of when.
She's not afraid, she's never going back again.
She's not afraid of him, know that she's out on a limb.
When you know you're gonna fall, go ahead and let it happen.
When you land, it's gonna hurt, but stay too long, and you'll get burnt.
Not the first, and probably not the last one - she's not afraid of him.
He said she'll probably come back, but he knew better.
Even if she wanted to, he's not sure he'd let her.
She was confident, she was fine
Cried a little crossing the county line.
She's not afraid, she's never going back again.
She's not afraid of him, know that she's out on a limb.
When you know you're gonna fall, go ahead and let it happen.
When you land, it's gonna hurt, but stay too long, and you'll get burnt.
Not the first, and probably not the last one - she's not afraid of him.
credits
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in the brackish water the limits of time
You dropped a fragile thread;
Hold for the son the flag we stole,
Labeling all with missing head,
Liberty's golden silent sun:
Young you were an amber drop,
Swift as the ocean could,
Brought the old drunkard, a hopeless fop
Pale as a evening west,
Your own perfume, this fervent night—
Light and motion sweet caress
Silent she let it pass,
Pale as a evening west,
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