1. |
Mary Jane Watson
04:30
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This is belated, I hope am coming in clear
But this is it, I am all you see here
Just skin and bone with the words that protrude
Holding hard earned hopes that are now renewed
It's a solid bet that without you I'd be
Drowning in my sweat and waiting to see
My thoughts unfold from under my bed
While the 9 to 5 grinds at my head
It's a well known fact and thus I decree
That from hence forth credit you'll receive
It's a well known fact and thus I decree
That from hence forth credit you'll receive
Come on now, get close get down
I want to feel you feeling me
Breathe in, breath out
Breathe in, breath out
You're perminent
Set down in stone
Where ever you are
Feels like home
I can count on you
To count me through
You're in my heart
You're framed in gold-
Get this off of my chest, it's time to thicken the air
Going to give you my best, I hope you can hear
I wrote you a song, try to sing along
Cause hearing your voice makes me feel strong
It's all down to you that I am who I am
When things got tough you taught me stand
On my two feet and take my own steps
I walked up here I won't be stopping yet
It's a well known fact and thus I decree
That from hence forth credit you'll receive
It's a well known fact and thus I decree
That from hence forth credit you'll receive
Come on now, get close get down
I want to feel you feeling me
breathe in, breath out
breathe in, breath out
You're perminent
Set down in stone
Where ever you are
Feels like home
I can count on you
To count me through
You're in my heart
You're framed in gold
Breathe in, breathe out
You're perminent
Set down in stone
Where ever you are
Feels like home
I can count on you
To count me through
You're in my heart
You're framed in gold
You're perminent
Set down in stone
Where ever you are
Feels like home
I can count on you
To count me through
You're in my heart
You're framed in gold
Framed in gold
You're framed in gold
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2. |
Moving On
02:33
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That was the first time, that I saw you there
A life time would run through my head
But now that I've seen this through
Everything's packed in and your gone
We're moving on
Our time has come
To go back to
When we were young
x2
That was the last time
That I saw you round here, I could never forget that look
You wore across your face
I still carry it to this day
We're moving on
Our time has come
To go back to
When we were young
x2
Was this what you bargained for
Tell me baby it was too good to be true
x3
We're moving on
Our time has come
To go back to
When we were young
x4
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3. |
Best Friends & Dead Ends
04:16
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I'd like to raise a glass and make a toast to once best friends
We'll pour in heart and soul and wash away dead ends
Now if we ever got second chance to make amends
Come on now be honest would it make a difference
To this time that we've lost as it sits on my back
Digging its claws in my shoulders and neck
With every goodbye I feel a stab
I've lost so much blood to this wasted regret
The tectonic plates shift under my feet
The crack widens and divides the street
The friends that lived close i can no longer see
The few that remain are not the same to me
whoa-oh whoa-oh whoa-oh I won't let go
(I won't let go) (I won't let go)
I've been fighting like a dog for five years long
Trying my best to keep my bonds strong
These blisters on my hands are from holding on
And all I have left is almost gone
I feel like I've been robbed blind
And honest true friends can be so hard to find
This is not the picture I drew in my mind
Now its falling apart as it all unwinds
The tectonic plates shift under my feet
The crack widens and divides the street
The friends that lived close I can no longer see
The few that remain are not the same to me
whoa-oh whoa-oh whoa-oh I won't let go
(I won't let go) (I won't let go) (I won't let go) (I won't let go)
I'd like to raise a glass to once best friends
Pour in heart and soul and wash away deadends
If we ever had second chance would we amends
come on now be honest with me
Whoa-oh Whoa-oh
The tectonic plates shift under my feet
The crack widens and divides the street
The friends that lived close I can no longer see
The few that remain are not the same to me
Whoa-oh whoa-oh whoa-oh I won't let go
Whoa-oh whoa-oh whoa-oh I won't let go
Whoa-oh whoa-oh
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4. |
Weekends
02:43
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I hope your poor judgement keeps you company
At the bottom of the barrel hanging out with empty bottles you'll be
Nursing a hangover on the cold side of the bed
Nothings changed about you except the body count over your head
I'll never make my weekends all about
Getting shity in some shity club where I have to shout
Just to be heard, I think its absurd
After all of these years, you still haven't learnt
The truth of your youth is slipping away
Faster than that bastard working his way
Into your dress, no ones impressed
You're falling apart, you're a fucking mess
I know your washed up ego will float just like a brick
After a measure of your pride and pint of regret
You'll be
Spinning round around under a different ceiling
You got that sinking feeling
I know your washed up ego will float just like a brick
After a measure of your pride and pint of regret
You'll be
Spinning round around spinning round around
I'll never make my weekends all about
Getting shity in some shity club where I have to shout
Just to be heard, I think its absurd
After all of these years, you still haven't learnt
The truth of your youth is slipping away
Faster than that bastard working his way
Into your dress, no ones impressed
You're falling apart, you're a FUCKING MESS
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5. |
Cool Story Bro
04:55
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Here we go
I've got no nautical terms to describe this current situation
Simply put its fucked up beyond all forms of recignition
Everybody's breaking up and all my friends are miserable
Stop feeling sorry for yourself this cycles on visceral
I'm not going to bombard you with cliches or pick me ups
What good will it do writing about how you feel
Cause when we're all gone, these emo lyrics won't sing along
They say it's better to have loved and lost
But I say the latter would have saved him
From the fall and the drunken phone call
Spilling his guts all over the floor
Party time
Excellent
Cool story bro
It's not the end
x2
Have you learned nothing from sticks and stones or take this to your grave
I wouldn't piss to put them out so don't let 'em pull you down
Everybody's breaking up and all my friends are sad a fuck
Don't you forget who our favorite bands taught you to trust
So please don't bore me with your pathetic sob stories
There's real friends knocking at your door
And you're so wrapped up you ignore us, ignore us
They say it's better to have loved and lost
But I say the latter would have saved him
From the fall and the drunken phone call
Spilling his guts all over the floor
Party time
Excellent
Cool story bro
It's not the end
x2
It's not the end/ they say it's better to have loved and lost
There's plently more fish in the sea
So anchor down and drink like one with me
Fuck break-up songs and love ballads
Lets break this down to lost romantics
They say it's better to have loved and lost
But I say the latter would have saved him
From the fall and the drunken phone call
Spilling his guts all over the floor
x2
Party time
Excellent
Cool story bro
It's not the end
x2
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