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The Road
04:24
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My train has come
Soon I will die
I've got a dollar and a pocket full of sunshine
My train has come (Get upset)
Soon I will die (I think you should)
I've got a dollar and a pocket full of sunshine
(Got too high, I'm not coming down)
The road less traveled
Led nowhere at all
So let's be honest
The drugs weren't enough
My train has come
Soon I will die
I've got a dollar and a pocket full of sunshine
My train has come (Get upset)
Soon I will die (I think you should)
I've got a dollar and a pocket full of sunshine
(Got too high, I'm not coming down)
The road less traveled
Led nowhere at all
So grab your razors
We'll cut and run
I'm never gonna see myself
I know I'm gonna see myself
I know I'm gonna see myself I just have to try
Keep your ears close to the ground
Just don't move til you hear a sound
We learned from death, we learned from love
The road less traveled led nowhere at all
The road I walked was never mine
So I stepped off the path to rest a while
Rested my head against some thorns
The ravens circled and I just smiled
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Hang My Head
04:44
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I've been smoking now I can't feel my lungs
I've been floating, now I can't find the floor
Why can't I be right this time? Or the next
Why can't this little light of mine, just stay lit
It's never new enough
This new me covered in dust
I'd do anything but you just hang your head so I
Hang my head, I hang my head in shame
I've been choking on my own rope
I stopped praying, cause I lost all my hope
And I got so high that time I forgot to come down
I misspent all my time, ended up broke without humility, sincerity, family
It's never good enough
I guess I'm shit out of luck
I'd do any thing but you just walk away
So I hang my head, I hang my head in shame
It's never new enough
This new me covered in dust
I tried everything but you just hang your head so I
Hang my head I hang my head in shame
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3. |
Hallelujah
04:57
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I ran off to the north to escape my head
You ran off into the snow to escape our bed
I've been reaching out to you thru the distance since
Whether miles or minutes
I can't get in
I feel like I'm being stoned in the center of the village
And you're burning at the stake, brandishing a scarlet letter
I brought you some water, tried to quench the flames
The steam still burned, now you're hiding you're face
Hallelujah, hallelujah
A foul stench reeked when I found you there
My misplaced faith, your curled dark hair
Goddamn I should've hit him, I just turned and ran
Stick the needle in my arm, I'll give you all I am
I've been living my life like a false alarm
I've been sleeping in late to stay in your arms
Everybody wants to tell me it's gonna be alright
I don't need your fucking pity
Like hell I'm fine
Hallelujah, hallelujah
Sing amen
A sacrament to my traumatic event
Rejoice rejoice rejoice you are forgiven
Rejoice with me, make a joyful sound
I hated this song so I changed the last verse
So tired of feeling bitter, tired of feeling hurt
I refuse to take a part in that hate campaign
Love is love is love
Now that we know each other's names
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4. |
Colorado
03:23
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6. |
Only Stone
07:32
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Juxton Roy Raleigh, North Carolina
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