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Michelle
02:59
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Oh me oh my oh michelle
raising hell but you'd never know
Living life like it's some stage show
the lines and parts of which you only know
Well you moved into the city
you said this old town was giving you a heartache
Oh yeah but what did that take,
lonely plane rides and a 24/7 hour pharmacy?
Oh my but aren't you free? Aren't you free
to be who you want to be, as famous as the trick can be?
Oh me oh my oh michelle,
raising hell like you'd never know
The streets are sweeter dark and down below
and you start to like yourself more than you know
And the bands in the bar were playing so hard
that their guitars were about to explode
Fingers were strumming into nothing but bloody stumps,
playing with just their bones
Oh me oh my oh michelle,
they're playing for you, can't you tell?
For every lonely girl who's walked through hell
and decided to stick around for a spell
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zzz
02:45
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Picking up the pieces any way that I can
picking out the pieces of glass inside my hand
I never hurt like this, never loved like this before
So you'll have to show me how cause I'm not good at it
I curse too much, don't give a fuck about consequences till they're here
with a heart that's ruled by love and a brain by fear
Went to the doctor today and she said I got a kink in my brain
my receptors aren't receiving what they should
And I laugh because now I can say I'm predisposed to no good
Chemicals but not the right ones, tempting me to flee and fight
someone who could
But either way a day insane won't do much
to change the frame of mind I'm in, is it a sin
to care too much or not at all? To be pushed down or to fall
does it really even matter in the end?
Or are we just a few steps up from that which we pretend
to have thrown out of our heads
So very long ago?
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7/8
01:55
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The smoke wraps the trees and the children take heed
to a smell that in an older time of their lives
would come to mean a different thing
Now is the blessed time
the rest rinsed away in foggy memory with gin and smoke and wine
You're too young to be old, you don't need to be told how to live
You're just trying it out, see what the fuss is about
oh, but you want everything
Now is the blessed time
the rest rinsed away in foggy memory with gin and smoke and wine
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Sophie
02:13
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Such a fine and sunny day and I must go
barely matters anyway and this I now know
the blue skies are free to take me cause I think I prefer to be free
The government is scaring me so I must leave
she got too big for the shoes she picked and forgot the powers that be
Another prize of man's design that will
lead to his demise every time
Such a fine and sunny day and I must be gone
Turning my back on a life that's gray yes, it's time for me to move on
Remember me as they'd have me be,
another fruit to add to their hanging tree
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5. |
Zombies
03:28
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The second post from the right
three inches from the blinking light
That's where you'll find me when the dust settles down
Waiting and hiding and only you could spot me out
It's a beast if they feasted on you already
at the least I could kiss em, hands are getting sweaty
I made up all the signs and I followed all the plans
I kept the door unlocked unless you find it before they can
How long had it been since I'd seen your face
barging in it's usual way?
Our little house underneath the bridge,
the porch ain't much but we can live oh
the world's on fire and we'll just be laughing away
in our floating little castle, what's the hassle,
we're not leaving today
The second post from the right
three inches from the blinking light
That's where you'll find me when the smoke was clear
three little knocks and my god, that's all, that's all I needed to hear
Oh you're a beast, thought they feasted on you already
grab your cheeks and I'll kiss em, hands are getting heavy
You saw all my signs and you followed all our plans
and that empty corner don't talk back the way,
the way oh baby you can
How long had it been since I'd seen your face
barging in it's usual way?
Our little house underneath the bridge,
the porch ain't much but we can live oh
the world's on fire and we'll just be laughing away
in our floating little castle, what's the hassle,
we're not leaving today
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Melanie A. Davis Murray, Kentucky
Singer-songwriter from western Kentucky. I sing about me, you, us, and the wild weird world we're currently living in.
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