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All Right Island
03:57
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I see an island in the sun. We could be chilling, having fun.
Feel the sand and ride the waves. Wish we coud do this every day.
Playing football in the sand. Now our backs are getting tanned.
We'll drink tequila's in the bar and then we'll sleep under the stars.
But hey, for now it's just a dream.
But hey, a dream is all you need.
Something to think about at night.
Something to make you feel alright.
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The Waves
04:49
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I can feel the roots of the grass, I can feel the waves they pass, right by my side and touch my thighs. This summer holds such perfect skies.
Those salty words, they plague your mouth, those words can hurt the brain no doubt. Unpleasantry, unpleasantry, unpleasantry insanity.
I see that beach house in my mind, I can feel the waves inside, I could swim, you could just lie there. We could do this every year.
So, please-please let me get what I want, open me up let it all hang out. Turn it to dust, bad memories. Take a torch and burn the forlorn past.
There's a way to live your life and a way to live your dreams instead. But I think I've heard you say that you'd rather spend the day in bed.
When I clamber to the shores of my mind I can get some rest, try to make some use of me - believe me I've tried my best.
So, if you're taking a shot then take it easy on me, I bruise easily. I can't find a place for me to be,
Just leave me be.
Just leave me be.
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Grey Today
04:32
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There's no way I can say I'm sorry, you know my feet aren't on the ground, I just can't afford no losses, but I just can't resist this line.
I will try and pick myself up, think I'll need a helping hand.
God I'm tired of all these stories, the press are trying to get me down.
I can't say, that we're not grey today, [x2]
No way.
All I feel is disappointment, disappointment in myself. And god I feel so fucking useless. I'm at the bottom of my game.
I try and get some recognition, but they don't even know my name. God I've felt like this for ages, just don't know how to say...
I can't say, that we're not grey today, [x3]
No way.
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Grey Tomorrow
02:52
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Bourbon
06:22
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You know I feel it in the air, it's so clear, that none of them even get near, to where we're near.
Feel the drums and ride the strings, these are things, that their ears will never hear, but I wont stop this shit, no.
I've popped the lid now and now i'll sip, to ease the pain of all this shit, the bourbon spiced, it warms my chest, tells me yes, there's no need to be distressed, no.
It's just a dream, just a dream [x2]
Hey,
It's just a dream, just a dream [z6]
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3AM
03:48
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It's 3AM, and you're banging your feet, and I can't get no sleep. Your poor daily routine, caught from a second class life. Your education, counts for no strife.
And I don't know where I am,
And I don't know who I am.
But we'll see this through, don't be blue.
And I've got to say my friend, you're a reptile, and your cold skin makes me smile. Your blue blood beats through a cage, it's true. But there's a gap that I can't slip through.
And I don't know where I am,
And I don't know who I am.
But we'll see this through, don't be blue.
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Summertime
02:44
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Summertime,
And the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin'
And the cotton is high
Your daddy's rich
And your mamma's good lookin'
So hush little baby
Don't you cry
One of these mornings
You're going to rise up singing
Then you'll spread your wings
And you'll take to the sky
But till that morning
There's a'nothing can harm you
With daddy and mamma standing by
Summertime,
And the livin' is easy
Fish are jumpin'
And the cotton is high
Your daddy's rich
And your mamma's good lookin'
So hush little baby
Don't you cry
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