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"Born Free"

"Born Free"


Fear is in the air thats the way they want it to be
"Don't trust friends or neighbors everyone's your enemy!"
Kidnapped children on tv fear runs through the family
They'll put a chip in your arm.
Keeping track of where you are.
with all of this technology have we come so far?
It's easy to get lost, forget who you are

Don't forget that your born free
It's better to die on your feet
than to live on your knees

People are so greedy, it's almost funny
How many ways can they ruin lives for money?
I see the choice to enjoy the truth in life
In the middle of all this deceit and strife
A nation's future stands in doubt
Peace and love are on the way out
Why can't they just let me be?
How I live is up to me
Don't forget that your born free

It's better to die on your feet
than to live on your knees

We get the message loud and clear
we refuse to live in fear!
 
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"Born To Lose"
(originally by Ray Charles)

"Born To Lose"
(originally by Ray Charles)



Born to lose I've lived my life in vain
All my dreams have always caused me pain
All my life I've always been so blue
Born to lose and now I'm losing you!

Born to lose it seems so hard to bear
how I long to always have you near
you were all the happiness I knew
born to lose and now I'm losing you!

Born to lose I can't believe your gone
It's so hard to face that empty dawn
All my life I've always been so blue
Born to lose and now I'm losing you!

There's no use to dream of happiness
All I see is only loneliness
All my life I've always been so blue
Born to lose and now I'm losing you!
 
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"Break-Up Song"

"Break-Up Song"


'I don't want this anymore' is all I heard her say
As I grabbed my stuff and headed out the door
With my music in my phones and my bike under my feet
Things started to look different as I got out on the street

Sometimes I see her face in the new people that I meet
We're not who we thought we were when we saw this dream
Sometimes when I just can't sleep I hear the words you said to me:
‘How did you get so deep inside of me?’

I wake up and I move on
I admit the past is gone
I wake up and I refine
Moving forward to the next lifetime
I leave it all behind

Sometimes when I just can't sleep I hear the words you said to me:
‘Sometimes it takes a painful loss to realize you are free’
How did you get so deep inside of me?
How did you get so deep inside of me?
 
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"Broken Record"

"Broken Record"


Going to the same old places
Skipping like a broken record
I love you all but I gotta get out and change this scenery
I've got to find what I'm living for
I've got to change this life that I'm living

Nowhere to run from myself
Nowhere to hide from the truth
[x2]

I tried to find someone
Someone who knew
Somebody to give myself to
I learned the hard way
When you give yourself away
You give away your life too

Nowhere to run from myself
No where to hide from the truth
[x2]

Nowhere to run from myself
Nowhere to hide from the truth
[x2]

I tried to find someplace that seemed right for me
I walked the streets until I lost my mind
And that was the best place to be
When I lost my mind the truth set me free

Set me free [x3]
 
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"Bryan's Lament"

"Bryan's Lament"


Sat back and I light a cigarette
These pictures of you in my head
I feel like shit and my eyes are burning
But still, I just cant go to bed

Whiskey nights and missed mornings
Still these pictures of you in my head
I drown myself ten feet deep tonight
Remembering things we said

Moments get stuck in my brain
In my blue skies and my rain
You are so beautiful to me
I can't wait to see you again

Here comes, that old pain again
I came so far, I ended up at the start
and every new day starts with the sunrise
and pictures of you in my heart
 
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"Bullying The Jukebox"

"Bullying The Jukebox"


Well, I walked into the bar and I put in twenty bucks
Because I know people taste in music sucks
About four hours had passed, forty picks, my empty glass
A tasty number all dressed in black
Tried to rock us with her wack attack

There was no fuss we knew her game
You look good but all your songs are lame
Bullying the jukebox because it's fun
You can't get near it until we're done
Bullying the jukebox because we rule
All the songs we like are really cool

Songs of punk and songs of joy
Love songs about girls and boys;
Songs of metal and English stuff
And some hardcore songs to make us feel tough
But we all agreed that the songs of woe
And the songs of loved ones too had to go
Churned up memories of times we dreamt
That got us all verklempt

Bullying the jukebox because it's fun
You can't get near it until we're done
Bullying the jukebox because we rule
All the songs we like are really cool

Woo, because it’s fun
Woo, until we’re done
Woo, because we rule
Woo, we’re really cool

We drank until our last song
We paid our tab and we said so long
Swerving in and out of cars...
It's off to rock another bar

Bullying the jukebox because it's fun
You can't get near it until we're done
Bullying the jukebox because we rule
All the songs we like are really cool

Woo, because it’s fun
Woo, until we’re done
Woo, because we rule
Woo, we’re really cool

Bullying the jukebox because it's fun
You can't get near it until we're done
Bullying the jukebox because we rule
All the songs we like are really cool

Woo, because it’s fun
Woo, until we’re done
Woo, because we rule
Woo, are really cool
 
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"Burn After Writing"
(originally by The Menzingers)

"Burn After Writing"
(originally by The Menzingers)



Here's to you, the same chords that I stole
From a song that I once heard
The Same melody I borrowed from the void
I'd rather observe than structure a narrative
The characters are thin; the plot does not develop
It ends where it begins
It's on the screen, in paperbacks
In section 8 and cul-de-sacs
Electro haikus and drunk sonnets
Are moving me along

You cut my hair
You left red ink everywhere
Do my hands tell a story?
Is it boring?
[2x]

What I'd give to force your sigh
What I'd give to see you cry
What I'd give for your caress
To see your blue cotton dress
Balled up on the floor
Certain memories are the problem
Certain drunken lines are the shame
Seven hundred miles and four years
I can't fight the flame; it burns

You cut my hair
You left red ink everywhere
Do my hands tell a story?
Is it boring?
[2x]

Was I wishing on satellites?
Tell me how you've been doing that trick
I'm just wishing the flame away
Now I'm wishing the flame away
 
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"Candy"

"Candy"


I know a guy who's tough but sweet
He's so fine he can't be beat
He's the only one I desire
Sets the summer sun on fire

I want candy
I want candy

Going to see him when the sun goes down
He's the finest boy in town
Your the guy the doctor ordered
Your so sweet you make my mouth water

I want candy
I want candy
I want candy
I want candy

Candy on the beach there's nothing better
I like candy when it's wrapped in a sweater
Someday soon I'll make you mine
Then I'll have candy all the time

I want candy
I want candy
I want candy
I want candy
 
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"Chunksong"

"Chunksong"


Too old to bother, too young to care
Standing all alone lost in my mind somewhere
Looking for answers - So many unknown questions
I've got to take another step on this sole adventure

Why is it I can't see?
What it is I need to be
I wish I had some ideas
About my destiny

I don't know what it is I’m looking for
Can't find it anywhere, never felt like this before
I got no ideas what is I try to find
I’ve got a strange feeling I’m lost in my own mind

Why is it I can't see?
What it is I need to be
I wish I had some ideas
About my destiny

Too old to bother - too young to care [x3]
Too old to bother - too young to give a shit
 
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"Code Blue"
(originally by T.S.O.L.)

"Code Blue"
(originally by T.S.O.L.)



I never got along with the girls at my school Filling me up with all their morals and their rules They'd pile all their problems on my head I'd rather go out and fuck the dead Cause I can do what I want and they won't complain I wanna fuck I wanna fuck the dead Middle of the night so silently I creep on over to the mortuary Lift up the casket and fiddle with the dead Their cold blue flesh makes me turn red Cause I can do what I want and they won't complain I wanna fuck I wanna fuck the dead And I donit even care how she died... But I like it better if she smells of formaldehyde! Never on the rag or say leave me alone They donit scream and they don't moan Don't even cry if I shoot in their hair Lying on the table she smiles and she stares
 
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