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"All you kids in disguise with all your rock and roll eyes, but it ain't the same color as what's on your driver's license. What's your date of birth? What's your soc? Somebody get me security".
Hold me now, while you can
For I'll be gone away, soon enough,
I'm a wolf-man
and baby I'm not going to stay
anymore than I have to
so you can hold me in your arms for now,
knowing any moment I might have to take my bow
and when I'm gone promise to do you no wrong
don't want you to be lonely but there's times were-people have to be alone
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Amber Dawn
01:26
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I won't be your partner in crime
I don't share this rapture of thine
You say I'm a bastard defined
Well you won't get the last word this time
I remember a true love of mine
Whilst you remember a true love of thine
But memories fade,
With them hath love faded away?
Oh Amber Dawn, Amber night, Amber day
So next when I make up my mind
So's you've not hexed me, nor vexed or divined
I might choose not to stray much
If you promise not to say much
Oh Amber Dawn, about the night, when night was day
I said I might choose not to stray much
If you promise not to say much
Oh Amber Dawn, about the night, when night was day
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Untitled and Unfinished
03:50
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"You start a lot of things
that you don't finish," she said
"I want to change my life"
"Love can be a lot of trouble
the minute you're in it," I say
"That is a lot like life"
You hang around like you're getting ready to leave
Talking on things you ought not to be talking about
Think you know everything but you don't know anything
Reckon you'll maybe never even figure it out
We're playing at a game here
with no clear winner, I dread
Why even roll the dice?
Pour me another double
with something else in it, my friend
So I don't have to think about it twice
You hang around like your getting ready to leave
Talking on things you ought not to be talking about
Think you know everything but you don't know anything
Reckon you'll maybe never even puzzle it out
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Portrait of the Artist
02:02
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I picture you holding a vase
of turpentine
so I've been rolling in paint
'cause it's all I can call mine
ah tell me what'll I do
to shake these blues?
Now at night
instead of stars when I look at the sky
I see blurry lights
through bleary eyes
Heaven help me
I never thought we would have it so terrible
that it would be this unbearable
you make me so miserable
that pitcher you're holding contains
turned wine
they'll find our molding remains
intertwined
ah tell me what'll I do
to shake these blues?
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