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Not Your Fantasy
02:45
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NOT YOUR FANTASY
I’m not your baby, don’t call me your girl
I’m not anything that you’ve seen before
And i’m not your sweetheart
I’m not your fucking toy
Boy I’m not your girl and girl i’m not your boi
And i’m not your fantasy
So don’t even try
Don’t think it’s complimentary
Don't think it’s cute or nice
To box up my whole world into some stereotype
Cuz you don’t know the half of it
And you don’t know my life
Just cuz you saw it on the tv
Doesn’t mean that it’s real life
Cuz i’m not you fantasy
So don’t even try
So why can’t you look me in the eye?
Where is your dignity your pride?
Why can’t you look me in the eye?
Where is your dignity?
Where’s your pride?
Well I hate to break the news, to you boy
But i’m not your, fucking toy, no!
1,2,3,4
Get the fuck out!
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2. |
No
04:20
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NO
I lay on my back, and watch the sky
Turn from red to blue to black
You never ask why, what’s on my mind
I’m sure you do this all the time
I guess I’m yours for the taking
You lay your hands on me and i’m shaking
And if you think that’s love then you’re mistaken
I guess i’m yours for the the taking
And I can’t say no
And I can’t say no
And I can’t say no
And I can’t say no
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!
Head to the house down the road
Into the basement where no one will know
Tell me I’m an old soul
And you’re a wise man so you should know
Yeah you should know.
I guess I’m yours for the taking
You lay your hands on me and i’m shaking
And if you think that’s love then you’re mistaken
I guess i’m yours for the the taking
And I can’t say no
And I can’t say no
And I can’t say no
And I can’t say no
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!
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3. |
Lonesome
04:22
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LONESOME
Stop catch your breath
You’re miles away, and you’re lonely
Are you lying there, with thoughts of me
Or are you playing?
With all the boys out there?
With all the girls that stare?
With all the boys out there?
With all the girls that stare?
Cuz you could blame it on your lonesome
You could blame it on your lonesome
You could blame it on your lonesome
You could blame it on your lonesome
Stop catch my breath
I’m right here, and i’m shaken
By my thoughts that tempt me tonight
I could be playing
With all the girls ‘round here
Like that one over there
With all the girls ‘round here
Like that one over there
And I could blame it on my lonesome
I could blame it on my lonesome
I could blame it on my lonesome
I could blame it on my lonesome
And if you do I won’t cry
And if you do I won’t cry, I won’t cry
And if you do I won’t cry, I won’t cry
And if you do I won’t cry, I won’t cry
And if you do I won’t cry
And if you do I won’t cry, I won’t cry
And if you do I won’t cry, I won’t cry
And if you do I won’t cry, I won’t cry, I won’t cry
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4. |
Hey Mister
04:56
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HEY MISTER
Got high and stumbled my way home again
Went out, tried to calm down
My body it don’t lie
When things they just ain’t right
I got an aching in my bones
I said hey big mister!
Come down here!
And light another candle for another year
Hey big mister give me one more before I die
Hey there mister let me catch my breath
Hey big mister let me catch my breath, uhhuh
I like to think, I got it made
No regrets or circumstances that I would change
I’ve got it all but it’s still never enough
I’m drowning my contentment in a half empty cup
I read a book it said it’s all in how you look at it
So I ripped out the page, and I made a kaleidoscope
Now the ceiling is dancing, and the tables have turned
My inside’s going out and my outside is a blur
And it hurts like hell
But no one can tell
Said the little conversations I had with myself
And I’m sick with doubt
But i’m just laughing all about it
And the little conversations I had with myself
I said hey big mister let me catch my breath
I’ll be good I promise you, I will do my best
Hey big mister let me catch my breath, aha
I said hey big mister let me catch my breath
I’ll be good I promise you, I will do my best
Aha, aha, aha, aha, aha
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5. |
Atlas
03:52
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ATLAS
Cuz I was born this way
With pain etched into me
Don’t know who or why or what to blame
Yeah I came in this way
It’s always been the same
Don’t know who or why or what to blame
And I don’t know why
And I don’t know why
And I don’t know why
And I don’t know why
I collapse onto the couch
Shut the sunlight out
Feel the world coming on so strong today
Clear my head it’s full of doubts
Why are all these people out and about?
Feel the world coming on so strong today
And I don’t know why
And I don’t know why
And I don’t know why
And I don’t know why
Sometimes I feel like Atlas standing on the hill
With the weight of the world on my back
I can’t stand to stand still
I know my Hercules ain’t coming for me
No, no time soon
And if he took the weight from off of me
The loss would just hurt too.
But i’m fine, even if it’s heavy i’m fine
I’m fine, and even if it’s heavy i’m fine
I’m fine, and even if it’s heavy i’m fine
I’m fine, i’m fine, i’m fine
I’m fine, and even if it’s heavy i’m fine
I’m fine, and even if it’s heavy i’m fine
I’m fine, i’m fine, i’m fine, i’m fine
I’m fine, i’m fine, i’m fine, even if it’s heavy i’m fine.
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