1. |
This is My Life Now:
04:19
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Oh you said
It’s enough to be another cog in the clock
Another chip off of the block
We never really used the sidewalk
Oh you said
It’s enough to be living at all
You get used to the crawl
You’ll never have to run around me again
Oh no you’ll never have to run around me again
No you’ll never have to run around me again
But babe you’re gonna have to trust me till then
Oh you said
It’s enough but you didn’t get to finish
Did ya
Oh you said
It’s enough just to feed it to the machine
You never really have to mean it
Cause I’m never gonna see you again
No let’s hope I never see you again oh no
There’ll be trouble if I see you again oh no
You'll probably kill me if you see me again I hope
Oh you said
It’s enough to be another spoke in the wheel
Don’t tell me how you feel
I wanna know that this feeling is real
Oh you said
It’s enough to be another fly on the wall
You’re lucky being tall oh cause
You’ll never have to look around me oh no
You’re always gonna be above me oh and
Even when we’ve gotten gray and old
You’re still gonna tower above me my lord
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The greatest hubris that I’ve developed is
Thinking that thinking before I speak makes me a man and not a
Child wearing makeup and oversized shoes
A kid who learned too early what it meant to wear the blues
Maybe if I stretch this thought bubble long enough
It will turn into the first draft of my acceptance speech into the
Office that I’d like to think is in need of an overhaul
We haven’t had a 6’4” president with hands this fucking small
Oh baby I’m turning around
Just as well no one hears when I make a sound
Oooh baby it doesn’t get better than this
I just need a few hundred hours of momentary bliss
Ooh baby I’m spitting rhymes
I was the prince of parties but my death was a sign of the times
Ooh baby no I can’t start using my fists
But when every thing conglomerates I’m no longer a pacifist
Oh baby I’m turning around
My misplaced ego’s somewhere I’m checking the lost and found
Oooh baby I think you’re getting the gist
I just need a few hundred hours of momentary bliss
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3. |
While
00:50
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4. |
The Old Timey Vamps
04:07
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How am I supposed to know
When you won’t let your cards show
I expect you to bleed for me
But you keep em close to the vest where only your eyes can see
There’s no use letting go
You pick a path or you don’t I’m not here to run your show
I don’t think it’s a bad idea
Wait till the money runs out maybe you’ll get a year
Every year I’m another day shorter
Good thing is the bad days get to rollover
Don’t wake me up you piece of shit
Open the door if you want but you better be invited in
Every day gets a little colder
Good thing is I hate the heat
I didn’t wake you up it must’ve been dinner time
Your presence is palpable you’re forcing shivers down my spine
But where did the time go
I finally lost my hair your grey is just starting to show
I think it’s a bad idea
But who am I to berate I’ve only lived for a thousand years
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5. |
Keep Freaking Out !
04:00
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Baby you’re crazy
I’ve just gotten lazy
She doesn’t mean anything to me
I can barely see
What it is you’re seeing in me
I don’t want nothing
I just want some loving
It never cost me this much before
Till you opened up that door
Acting like it’s not there anymore
ba dap ba dap bap etc.
That was yesterday
Now I’m lying with everything I say
Baby don’t worry
What’s with the hurry
I can’t drop this flower or she’ll break
I feel like such a fake
She’s in my head but your life’s at stake
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6. |
But in Reality
02:58
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All of you wants
Half of me
But in reality
we're playing make believe
And it's ok if
You don't want to stay
I'll find a way
To wait another day
x5
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If I told you I smoked a cigarette
More than once would you call me a hypocrite
And if I told you I like the way
That that girl cut her hair would that be ok
With you
And if I told you my hopes and expectations
Would you see why I only see limitations
If I told you I’ll never be happy
Would you understand why that’s something worth laughing
About
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Lady Gravy New York, New York
Lady Gravy is the rock and rollin' alter ego of Ben Griffin. Based in New York (kind of?), they now are home in Portland, Maine. Go stream CRISIS BANGS? !!
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