1. |
Samsara
04:42
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2. |
Texas
03:57
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Well the levy just broke down,
Levy just broke down,
Levy just broke down,
An i wanna see yo' face
Well the levy just broke down,
Levy just broke down,
Levy just broke down,
An i wanna see yo' face,
Well it's sitting in my stomach,
An i just wont forget the taste.] X2
Well they're sending me to Texas,
Sending me to Texas,
Sending me to Texas,
And or Tennessee,
Well they're sending me to Texas,
Sending me to Texas,
Sending me to Texas,
And or Tennessee,
Well I'll tell you one thing right now,
That Ohio is the place for me!
As hell rained down on my city,
In the city that wasn't so pretty,
As hell rained down on my city, no
Body came for us,
Nobody pitied, who?
In the city that wasn't too pretty, no.
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3. |
Spiders
03:47
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[Well I'm sleeping with spiders,
All the time,
An I swear it's not for the rhyme,
I cant keep to myself a dime to save the world,
But I spend it all to stay inside,
An think of you my girl.] X2
Well I'm sleeping with spiders,
As I'm calling out your name,
An I swear its the only thing that's keeping me,
From going insane.
Well I'm sleeping with spiders,
All the time,
An I swear it's not for the rhyme,
I cant keep to myself a dime to save the world,
But I spend it all to stay inside,
An think of you my girl.
Well I'm sleeping with spiders,
As I'm calling out your name,
An i swear its not for the blame.
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4. |
Rest
04:35
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Oh my mother what do you have for us?
Is it a box of color or is it just a pile of rust?
Oh my mother don't look at me with eyes of scorn,
For i no longer, call this place my home.
Well I've traveled 'round Texas,
All the way to New York,
If there's one thing I've learned from all of the faces,
Its you should never be hurt,
So I'm calling out for you mama,
Gonna call out as loud as i can,
An i promise you no and forever,
That i will be the man that he cant.
Oh my mother what do you have for us?
Is it a box of color or is it just a pile of rust?
Oh mother don't look at me that way,
For i no longer, have the strength to say,
No ones gonna be there when your old,
So I don't think i wanna be alone,
Cause no ones gonna be there when your old,
To was your hands and talk off your clothes,
When your young you wanna be alone,
You wanna get out on your own,
But that's not the way to go,
You wanna get out on your own,
But that's not the way to go.
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5. |
This Love
05:26
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I know that I 'aint a man,
But if you lay down your hand,
I will lay down my love.
And I,
Don't wanna be your fool,
'cus I will never be that cool,
So now,
The green couch where I lay,
Breathe in the dust from the fans,
And their burning blades.
But you,
Just wait til I show up,
Then you just call it bad luck,
And if there's one thing my mother told me,
It's when the going gets tough,
Keep on running.
And I don't wanna be your fool,
Anymore,
'cus I will never be that cool,
And now I just want someone to hold,
'cus the last few nights have been so,
Damn cold.
How did we get to this love,
How did we get to this love,
How did we get to this low...
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6. |
Pearl
02:58
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7. |
Davey Jones
08:33
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Davey Jones slid into my room,
To the Sea, To my Doom,
I asked him oh what I did,
Have I been that bad of a kid,
In the darkness my eyes are blind,
All I could see was candlelight,
The door began to illuminate red,
I wonder if it's in my head,
To the Sea, To my Doom
To the Sea, To my Doom
Davey Jones steps into the light,
As I attempt to put up a fight,
I go an run for the door,
It's burning up like never before,
His face was covered in clams and crust,
I feel my soul turn into dust,
He grabs my leg its time to go,
For I will see my girl no more,
To the Sea, To my Doom
To the Sea, To my Doom
So Davey Jones what did I do?
Just tell me now Its, just us two,
He opens his mouth and fish fall out,
He says there's nothing to talk about,
Remember when you were way down south,
You made that deal you couldn't carry out,
Oh no, oh no
For I am the sea,
An he is the land,
If I am the grass then,
He is the sand,
If you make a deal,
Bust on the first hand,
Just know that we're coming,
An you are now damned,
Oh no!
There's a hundred girls,
In helpless arms,
And my love once resided in this broken little charm,
That I,
Pull out of my pocket as I'm pulled to the floor,
But my hearts already crushed,
So I sing some more.
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8. |
Dreams Pt. 2
02:26
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Please come down from your ledge,
The birds need a place to rest,
From this block,
I have built you a home,
As the quite drones shake my bones,
Southern mountains on the floor,
Stuck in my head forevermore,
The climb I never will succeed,
But quick to the fall I'll be,
Cut the rope my love,
Lay me out on gods' table,
Cut out my heart,
But don't forget to ladle,
The water into my mouth before I die.
So, do you love me now my love,
As I'm floating up above,
The river that you sent me on,
I hope the best for you,
Oh god of the poor,
You took my life ,
But your happiness,
To me ,
Is worth more.
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