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Just Like Drugs
03:13
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Like a burning mess you do inflame. Piercing eyes with looks that mame.
And I would never be the same.
You took me to a foreign land. I became your biggest fan
But these days I can’t wait until you’re gone.
You blazed a trail across my sky. Made me feel like I could fly.
But now I’m left with just, a siiiiiigggh
Just like drugs, you ain’t as much fun as you used to be. No, no, no, no…
Honey, just like drugs, you ain’t as much fun as you used to be. No, no, no, no…
When I met you, you were free. You helped me find a part of me. I didn’t even know that I might need
Your smile came easy and so did you. And honey I became your fool. But now it’s clear that I was just your tool.
You kissed my neck and stole my soul. And happily, I played that role. But now it’s time to mend this gaping hole
Just like drugs, you ain’t as much fun as you used to be. No, no, no, no…
Honey, just like drugs, you ain’t as much fun as you used to be. No, no, no, no…
Just like drugs, you ain’t as much fun as you used to be. No, no, no, no…
Honey, just like drugs, you ain’t as much fun as you used to be. No, no, no, no…
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Arm's Length Lover
02:58
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Arm’s-Length Lover
My arm’s-length lover she ain’t mine, I ain’t no other’s
My arm’s length lover, she’d stay a while if I had my druthers
My arm’s length lover, ain’t got much, ain’t got much to offer
My arm’s length lover, but yeah, yeah, she worth the bother
My arm’s-length lover he ain’t mine, I ain’t no other’s
My arm’s length lover, he’d stay a while if I had my druthers
My arm’s length lover, ain’t got much, ain’t got much to offer
My arm’s length lover, but yeah, yeah, he worth the bother
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A Darker Part of Me
03:22
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A Darker Part of Me
Heading out east from Eden, the moon reveals what the sun cannot see.
The pinkish glow of sun on the horizon, pulls me from midnight reverie
And I don’t know if I’ll ever fall back to the man I used to be
And I don’t know if I’ll ever be the man that I could be
I’m running out of track. Reaching for a change of scenery.
Out running these dimming headlights
Out running a darker part of me
And I don’t know if I’ll ever fall back to the man I used to be
And I don’t know if I’ll ever be the man that I could be
And I don’t know if I’ll ever fall back to the man I used to be
And I don’t know if I’ll ever be the man that I could be
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Wash in the River
02:55
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Wash in the River
I’m going down to the river, and I’m gonna wash you off of me
Cuz I can’t stand this feeling of your shame upon my skin
I’m going down to the river, and I’m gonna wash you off of me
Cuz I just wanna feel clean again
[Verse]
Your tides pull me under, your currents rip asunder
The hurt that I carried here todaa--ay
Stripped of its meaning, I let go of these feelings
And watch them float away like an errant le-af
[Chorus]
I’m going down to the river, and I’m gonna wash you off of me
Cuz I can’t stand this feeling of your shame upon my skin
I’m going down to the river, and I’m gonna wash you off of me
Cuz I just wanna feel clean again
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5. |
If/Then
02:53
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If /Then
If loving you, makes me a fool
Then I guess, I’m just your fool
If chasing love, makes me blind
I’ll keep your picture, in my mind
If leaving you, makes me blue
I’ll stay right there, beside of you
If this heart breaks, those are the stakes
But that’s price, of the love we make
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