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Blonde In The Dark
02:01
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I don't have much to say.
'How's it going?
How's your day been so far?'
Bet I'll get somewhere with it, maybe
if i don't try so hard to convince you birds have been singing to me,
untie your tongue.
with a couple babes in the manger
and it all falls apart.
there is a song in my heart, and I know not for whom it crows
there is a blonde in the dark, and i own half of what she owes
i don't have much to say
'how's it going?
sorry that I won't be there
It may change your view of me, lately
but i don't really care
'cause i am who i am; who i want to be
and you won't change that
but i'd love to help with your problems
if i can do just that
there is a song in my heart
and i know not for whom it crows
there is a blonde in the dark
and i owe half of what she owns
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Losing Sense
04:23
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I cut my hair so I could get away with telling myself I ain't a narcissist, but it didn't work.
I changed my name so the people wouldn't say
"i know you and the games you played all day."
But it's the same when somebody wants to know you,
they won't always ask. They sit and watch from a distance,
Let the interest pass you by.
I put my love in a jukebox, baby
I crank it up and act aloof to be sure you know that I just don't care
what you think when you're not beside me
where you go when i'm not in your thoughts, and you're on your own
when somebody wants to know you, they don't always ask
they sit and watch from a distance, let the interest pass you by
I once felt powerful, now I can see it was illusion
once, i was a little more keen to prove it
a sense of losing sense, of bumpers bent, of pennies spent
viewing the entrails of my love
i cut my hair so i could get away with telling myself i ain't a narcissist
but it didnt work
i changed the locks and i lost the key, now
i knew you wouldn't believe me if you could
you know, i think that's good
when somebody wants to know you, they won't always ask
they sit and watch from a distance, let the interest pass you by
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Solitude In Numbers
04:36
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solitude in numbers
talking bout solitude in numbers
don't you make me go be with you all alone
i got a million better things i could do back at home
don't take it personally just cause you were the first one i could see
a deeper view of the problems with me
don't take yourself so seriously
cause you've got solitude in numbers o ya solitude in numbers
out in a crowd i'm allowed to be ignored
when i'm with you, you know i just get bored
cause i find solitude in numbers o ya solitude in numbers
don't you make me go be with you all alone
i got a milliong better tthings i could do back at home
go take a hike on a sunny day
summer rain will wash the heat away
you read the news, saw a passion play
no one's gonna help you on the way
to find solitude in numbers
solitude in numbers talking bout solitude in numbers
oh don't you make me go be with you all alone, i got a mlllion better things i could do back at home
solitude in numbers talking bout solitude in numbers
out in a crowd im allowed to be ignored
when im with you you know i just get bored
don't take it personally
just cause you were the first one i could see a deeper view of the problems with me
don't need to take it so seriously
don't take your self so seriously
cause you've got solitude in numbers
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Vetiver
03:05
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The spool, unstrung and limitless,
the fool would find the victim best.
And true, I've been there too before,
I know not which of them was worse.
The tooling dullard tends to bore,
I know as much as this, I'm sure.
Would be beneath the empty dress
uncouth or seething countenance?
Demon eyes deem it best to move with one's unwillingness.
Here I am, flailing along.
Trailing the last verse of a forgotten song.
At my worst, aims fall upon the ill-gotten gain I've betrayed all along
Still, it shines in my eyes brighter than the sun.
Though it ended long before it was fun, you know,
watching you run.
Cords of vetiver set the mood, and your epitaph, in stone
on your own
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