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Jamie Thomas, Jamie Thomas, Jamie Thomas
Jamie skates so nice and clean Wish he could be my toy machine Jamie skates so nice and clean Wish he could be my toy machine Jamie skates so nice and clean Wish he could be my toy machine He's a hero I'm a zero He's a hero Jamie Thomas, Jamie Thomas, Jamie Thomas Jamie skates so nice and clean Wish he could be my toy machine Jamie skates so nice and clean Wish he could be my toy machine Jamie skates so nice and clean Wish he could be my toy machine He's a hero I'm a zero He's a hero Jamie Thomas, Jamie Thomas, Jamie Thomas |
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I ain't had no kicks for what seems such a long time
I ain't had no peace for what seems such a long time I ain't had no kicks for what seems such a long time I ain't had no peace for what seems such a long time The fear of being alone The fear, the fear, the fear The fear of being alone I ain't had no sleep for what seems such a long time I ain't had no hope for what seems such a long time I ain't had no sleep for what seems such a long time I ain't had no hope for what seems such a long time The fear of being alone The fear, the fear, the fear The fear of being alone You can never really run without remaining the same The truth you carry with you is the gas for the flame The fear of being alone The fear, the fear, the fear The fear of being alone |
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Fame and fortune
Facts of life Most of what makes it this useless try So change the angle of the battle plan To hit the target Fame and fortune fancy that Nothing but rabbits coming outta the hat So try and catch a falling star Crush it to dust and stuck it down a jar And throw it far away Now the void is back to front See through people See through monuments No reply The beginning, happy ending The beginning, happy ending The beginning, happy ending (one goes up, one goes down) The beginning, happy ending (one goes up, one goes down) Smash your face against the wall Blinded, facing to the ground no no Pretty faces on the wall We fall Piece a point disappear in the sky Slack the ashes and make you do it right Pretty faces on the wall Oh no no no Fame and fortune is a stupid game and Fame and fortune is the game i play Fame and fortune is a stupid game and Fame and fortune is the game i play Fame and fortune is a stupid game and Fame and fortune is the game i play Fame and fortune is a stupid game and Fame and fortune is the game i play I'll play forever |
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This is my idea of hell
My idea of hell |
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| 6. |
| 7:34 |
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Hiawatha's Departure
By the shores of Gitche Gumee, By the shining Big-Sea-Water, At the doorway of the wigwam, In the early Summer morning, Hiawatha stood and waited. All the air was full of freshness, All the earth was bright and joyous, And before him, through the sunshine, Westward toward the neighboring forest Passed in golden swarms the Ahmo, Passed the bees, the honey-makers, Burning, singing in the sunshine. Bright above him shone the heavens, Level spread the lake before him; From its bosom leaped the sturgeon, Sparkling, flashing in the sunshine; On its margin the great forest Stood reflected in the water, Every tree-top had its shadow, Motionless beneath the water. From the brow of Hiawatha Gone was every trace of sorrow, As the fog from off the water, As the mist from off the meadow. With a smile of joy and gladness, With a look of exultation, As of one who in a vision Sees what is to be, but is not, Stood and waited Hiawatha. Toward the sun his hands were lifted, Both the palms spread out toward it, And between the parted fingers Fell the sunshine on his features, Flecked with light his naked shoulders, As it falls and flecks an oak-tree Through the rifted leaves and branches. O'er the water floating, flying, Something in the hazy distance, Something in the mists of morning, Loomed and lifted from the water, Now seemed floating, now seemed flying, Coming nearer, nearer, nearer. Was it Shingebis the diver? Or the pelican, the Shada? Or the heron, the Shuh-shuh-gah? Or the white goose, Waw-be-wana, With the water dripping, flashing, From its glossy neck and feathers? It was neither goose nor diver, Neither pelican nor heron, O'er the water floating, flying, Through the shining mist of morning, But a birch canoe with paddles, Rising, sinking on the water, ripping, flashing in the sunshine; And within it came a people The Son of the Evening Star Can it be the sun descending O'er the level plain of water? Or the Red Swan floating, flying, Wounded by the magic arrow, Staining all the waves with crimson, With the crimson of its life-blood, Filling all the air with splendor, Filling all the air with plumage? Yes; it is the sun descending, Sinking down into the water; All the sky is stained with purple, All the water flushed with crimson! No; it is the Red Swan floating, Diving down beneath the water; To the sky its wings are lifted, With its blood the waves are reddened! Over it the Star of Evening Melts and trembles through the purple, Hangs suspended in the twilight, Walks in silence through the heavens. |
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Don't know what I'm doing here
Days are full of chips and beer I've found myself alone again Tell me what went wrong my friend Fags and failure every day Fags and failure every night Fags and failure till I lay down and die I am feeling really bad Life is turning me half mad Voices shout inside my head I can't seem to get outta bed Fags and failure every day Fags and failure every night Fags and failure till I lay down and die What is happening in my brain I think I've gone completely insane Help me baby help me please This thing has got me on my knees Fags and failure every day Fags and failure every night Fags and failure till I lay down and die Fags and failure every day Fags and failure every night Fags and failure till I lay down and die |
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Too much information for our minds to comprehend
This is a joke that's being played to keep us all desensitized And under strict control of those in power raking in the dough While souless people wander gagged and silent Wishing they could scream Leave me alone Leave me alone Leave me alone Leave me alone It's good to talk if you still can With your emotions locked inside A safety that is just as fake as your prescription drug That holds the promise of another day But makes you numb to all the shit They put you through from day to day That makes you want to scream Leave me alone Leave me alone Leave me alone Leave me alone We're nothing, we're laughing We're laughing, we're nothing Leave me alone Leave me alone Leave me alone Leave me alone |
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When you want to fall apart
When you want to hide away You should keep hope alive When you feel adrift inside And feel your optimism slide away You should keep hope alive When your world just makes you cry When your will to live has died away You should keep hope alive |
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| 4:25 |
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Oochy Woochy, yeah baby!
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| 11. |
| 3:59 |
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Once I had my heroes
Once I had my dreams But all of that is changed now You took things inside out The truth is not that comfortable, no And mother taught us patience The virtues of restrain And father taught us bounderies Beyond which we must go To find a secret promised to us, yeah That's when I reach for my revolver That's when it all gets blown away That's when I reach for my revolver The spirit fights to find its way A friend of mine once told me His one and only aim To build a giant castle And live inside his name Crying, whispering, singing from within That's when I reach for my revolver That's when it all gets blown away That's when I reach for my revolver The spirit fights to find its way Tonight the sky is empty But that is nothing new Cos their eyes look upon us And they tell me We're nothing but slaves That's when I reach for my revolver, just slaves That's when I reach for my revolver That's when I reach for my revolver That's when I reach for my revolver That's when I reach for my revolver That's when I reach for my revolver |
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Your inconsistency
Your lack of will That perfect heart I know I cannot fill Don't think about always Thinking you're always holding my hand Don't think about always Don't think at all I know your life is hard But so is mine I'd like to help you but Ain't got the time Don't think about always Thinking you're always holding my hand Don't think about always Don't think at all I know that I am bad And you are good But won't you stay with me As if you would Don't think about always Thinking you're always holding my hand Don't think about always Don't think at all I'm truly sorry that I made a mess Been confused you know You probably guessed Don't think about always Thinking you're always holding my hand Don't think about always Don't think at all Your inconsistency Your lack of will That prefect heart I know I cannot fill Don't think about always Thinking you're always holding my hand Don't think about always Don't think at all |
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