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Softly Hissing
02:00
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These days I slip away so easy easily
And though I fall fall fast
I am jolted from my sleep
Raise the curtains, shine the lights,
And tell the morning that you love it just as much as you
Love the night
But it's the same damn lies as previous previously,
That same fire that haunts me,
That old devil deviously
Blasts the glass out from the windows
And lets the wind come rushing in
Kills the heat
Kills the heat
Kills the heat
So I am reaching out for something I need
And though I lift my hands deliberately
There's a force that pushes back at me hissing,
"What a fool
What a fool
What a fool"
"What a fool
What a fool
What a fool
To fight it."
Well it must be time to flee the flee the scene
Started dropping bombs
Now I'm my own damn refugee
As if I could ever escape
Ever escape
Ever escape
From me
So I am looking to undo some deeds
And though I guide towards light deliberately
There's a poison that's released in me hissing,
"What a fool
What a fool
What a fool."
"What a fool
What a fool
What a fool
To fight it."
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2. |
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I'm as a plush
As a punching bag
As a giving
As a tree
My tongue is just a white flag
Waving in the wind
And my lips are just targets
Begging begging,
Please please please please
Take your anger out on me!
I can take it
Like a catcher's mitt
And bounce back
Like a spring
Well I know you're not worrying but just in case you're worrying don't fucking worry
Because I can't feeling a motherfucking thing
Please please please
Take your anger out on me!
What am I
Your bottle
Your bottle of rye?
Meant to be pounded
And left out to dry?
My hell my hell
Is just one more damn guy
Saying, "Baby you look fucking good when you cry."
"Baby you look fucking good when you cry."
Ah but now come on!
Really there's no need no need no need
To apologize
Or to try to make it look good, camouflage, dress it up,
Or disguise it
It's as blatant as blatant can be
Even the blind eye you're turning can see
I'm begging you begging you
Please please please
Take your anger out on me!
Hey hey hey!
It's OK!
Hey hey hey!
It's OK!
Hey hey hey!
It's OK!
Because everyone gets a little angry sometimes
Yeah everybody gets the short end of the stick
But YOUR pain YOUR pain is so special, baby
I think I know just the trick:
Please please please
Take your anger out on me!
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3. |
Talking and Leaving
03:31
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I sit on this folding chair in this motel
Look up at the sky
A shiver is chasing its way up
Way up my spine
Well this desert is cold and it'll leave you spent and hang you up to dry
Hang you up to dry
You've got a mighty subtle way
Of bringing me down
Although you're a thousand miles away
From this podunk town
But like a stray dog for his supper
You just keep coming
You keep coming around
You keep coming around
I'd like to say that I've taken this space to reflect
On the time we've been apart
And how it's been spent
Ah but you know me
I won't let myself breath
Long enough to
Hear my own breathe
That old boy scout saying
Keeps winding its way
Through my mind
To take only memories
And leave only footsteps behind
But you weigh my pockets down,
Drag my feet
To take in a memory of you
Leaves me weak
And with a sharp pain in my side
How did it all get so mutually unkind?
I lay in my bed let the clock taunt me out of my sleep
Time is like water in this town
It make stick stick around but its quality simply won't keep
Time is like water
But love is like mud
It's a habit that hardens
And cakes in the sun
Comes off in flakes
One by one
One by one
One by one
One by one
One by one
One by one
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