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Circle
03:22
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You've seen the morning sunshine,
You've felt the warmth, you've watched the flowers grow
Autumn turns to winter
Light and life get buried in the snow.
It never waits for you
You will rise and you will fall
You just hold on
The circle won't be broken,
Don't kid yourself that something else will be.
You're taking me the wrong way
You feel bad but this is hope to me.
I know you're strong,
The circles getting longer
You never win,
You're just winning for the moment.
Spinning round and round.
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Over it
03:46
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It's hard to get away from the feeling at the door,
"What if I just walk and don't come back?"
This has been a method I've used sometimes before,
When everything around me has turned black.
This is my last chance,
but I'm not ready to go.
There's nothing really out there, except always wanting more.
My everything is right inside these walls.
But that doesn't make it easy when your head and eyes are sore,
to hang around to take another fall.
I'm tired of getting over it.
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3. |
What's Mine is Yours
04:40
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This is my time alone
In the freezing garage cold
Water coming in around the door
So if what's yours is mine
Two boxes of Spanish wine
Stacked on plastic shelves along the floor
And what's mine is yours
I’ve got a fuse too short to mention
A little girl who runs away
I know that you can't bite your tongue forever
But I can't bite mine for one day
Get out, you know this is my...
I've got debts and expensive hobbies
A headache and burning eyes
So my prescription doesn't make much difference
But anything is worth a try
I've got feelings of resentment
For all the time I've lost
Although this is everything I really wanted
It doesn't feel like what I've got
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4. |
Time Starved
02:34
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Suffice it to say,
This is not the answer,
But I don't ask the questions anymore
I could use some help,
But no one ever offers,
And I know I wouldn't take it anyway.
I never have the time,
but that's just a state of mind.
I could write that book,
If I could just find time to start it,
At least that could be something I have done.
But I wrote these songs,
It doesn't matter no-one hears them,
I'm gonna put them out there one by one.
Circumstances never come by wishing that they would.
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5. |
Fall
03:54
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There's only two ways this can go
How I feel tonight
The first is to run far away
The other’s to fight
We're servants for twelve hours a day
We chose this for why?
We would kill to keep them safe
But I’m so fn tired
We fall further and further apart
This is not what I wanted to be
The one who just screams
Our lives could ve been so easy
Now we don't know what that means
We fall further and further apart
This is not what we expected when
I called you my wife
TV on drip feeding alcohol
Welcome to your new life
We fall further and further apart
I'm getting short of space
Running out of oxygen
I can't stay awake
But sleep doesn't come easy
My mind is shutting down
I can't seem to think straight
Where did this come from?
When did all this happen?
We fall further and further apart
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6. |
Quick Victory
02:32
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I need a little victory,
I'm feeling close to breaking all the time.
This is an emergency,
Someone else must see the warning signs.
I always drink more when I'm tired,
and that's more or less all the time.
And through it all...
I'm dreaming of a house bigger than mine,
at this rate I don't think my dream'll survive.
I don't know if I'll sleep tonight,
I ate too much and I've had too much wine.
At seven in the morning,
I'll feel the tiredness burning in my eyes.
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