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Aba
03:39
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Never had a picture perfect hundred percent,
Didn't have experience or know where we went,
Never felt a hole we're whole the whole of our lives,
Didn't let me go until I found my own wife
Times I wandered far from paths into danger fields,
You braved life and limb to bring me back on my knees,
Times that demons fought and tried to capture my soul,
You became my light and brought me back to the world,
Your strength shines on all,
Your heart rules the world.
Advantages were aways short or in small supply,
But conquering considered status quo your reply,
Incandescent adolescent never were shy,
Standing shoulder by giants way up in the sky
20 hour days can't keep you off your feet
Hundred thousand miles can't get you beat,
Patriarchal rules can't push you to defeat,
Always flying high up with great elite.
You're my picture perfect one hundred percent.
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Overcome
03:44
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I was in a bar in Boston when I realised my youth had slipped away.
24 years old, I never wrote, hardly ever called.
And as the barman took my empty glass away,
I knew that it was time to do and not just say.
And all my real friends know that that was it for me as I got up to go.
Grief is the price we pay for love
When you care so much that the feeling fills you up
And when that's stolen you're left numb
That's all that's left for me and I am overcome.
Is this the price we pay
Is this the price we pay
Is this the price we pay
For love, for love.
Now when I walk I don't know where I come from
And when I talk I sneer all of my lines
And I just feel, I don't have time
Every moment left for me I've got to make it mine.
Grief is the price we pay for love
When you care so much that the feeling fills you up
And when that's stolen you're left numb
There's nothing left for me and I am overcome
Is this the price we pay
Is this the price we pay
Is this the price we pay
For love, for love.
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Dammit
02:42
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It's alright
to tell me
what you think
about me
I won't try
to argue
or hold it
against you
I know that
you're leaving
you must have
your reasons
The season
is calling
and your pictures
are falling down
The steps that
I retrace
the sad look
on your face
The timing
and structure
did you hear
he fucked her?
A day late
a buck short
I'm writing
the report
On losing
and failing
when I move
I'm flailing now
And it's happened once again
I'll turn to a friend
Someone that understands
Sees through the master plan
But everybody's gone
And I've been here for too long
To face this on my own
Well I guess this is growing up
Well I guess this is growing up
And maybe
I'll see you
at a movie
sneak preview
You'll show up
and walk by
on the arm
of that guy
And I'll smile
and you'll wave
we'll pretend
it's okay
The charade
it won't last
when he's gone
I won't come back
And it'll happen once again
You'll turn to a friend
Someone that understands
And sees through the master plan
But everybody's gone
And you've been there for too long
To face this on your own
Well I guess this is growing up
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Dan Peters London, UK
Frontman of RxR . Doing that thing where people who are "punk" play acoustic music and still insist they're punk. Like I need any more Frank Turner parallels!!
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