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The other half of my bed is empty again
I can’t stop the panic but it’s all in my head
Who taught you to shoplift all my self-esteem
I never thought that you’d be the one to hijack my dreams
Well I'm trying to be patient, trying to be kind
Trying to make it work out and make up my mind
'Cause it's hard when your love is the enemy
It's just my volatile chemistry
And I'm tied down by my self-destructive tendencies
I've seen you out around town with your new friend
I keep knocking myself down and you won't let it end
You’ve got me stuck in the mud and you're what I need
To clear these thoughts from my head and set me free
Well I tore my own heart out but I blame it on you
All I've got’s a photograph but it won't do
'Cause it's hard when your love is the enemy
And I'm looking for my sweet serenity
But I'm tied down by my self-destructive tendencies
'Cause it's hard when your love is the enemy
It's just my volatile chemistry
And I'm tied down by my self-destructive tendencies
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Lost Time
03:15
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They call it spiritual warfare
They say we’ve fallen from grace
In God forsaken fanfare
They forgot about the human race
Well they’re sycophants for the middle man
King James wrote a book that they don’t understand
I’m going to live my life and have my fun
Spend half my life living in the sun
‘Cause I’m making up for lost time
She caused my heart’s palpitations
They called her jezebel
You’d think with their supplications
The could tell heaven from hell
Well they’re sycophants for the middle man
King James wrote a book that they don’t understand
I’m going to live my life and have my fun
Spend half my life living in the sun
‘Cause I’m making up for lost time
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Last Smile
03:56
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All that I've gained living life is heartbreak and pain
And I can't forget all the words, the words you've said
But I just keep holdin’ on to that last smile.
Yeah I just keep holdin’ on
Oh to you
Thinkin’ that you’ll come around for the first time
But coins dancin’ in your pocket is the only sound
That puts your head to rest when you sleep in bed
But I keep holdin’, holdin’ on to that last smile
I should have known from the start
You couldn’t break the bank so you broke us apart
Turnin’ your back in the window, burnin’ a hole in this four year old
But I just keep holdin’ on to that last smile.
Yeah I just keep holdin’ on
Oh to you
Thinkin’ that you’ll come around for the first time
But coins dancin’ in your pocket is the only sound
That puts your head to rest when you sleep in bed
Yeah I keep holdin’
Yeah I keep holdin’
On to that last smile
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Snow Day
04:51
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It’s a snow day
In a town that doesn’t get cold at all
A seventy thousand dollar German car
A deplorable who’s barred
Cruising by
Clocking in at six figures fast
Tires kicking angeldust
‘Cause his trophy just won’t last
Step by step you’re climbing up
The ladder but nobody sees
Bit by bit you’re falling off
The wagon onto your knees
He runs to the bathroom, he’s got to go powder his nose
It’s not taking its time, but it’s taking its toll.
An LL. B. moonlighting
So he don’t get thrown out of court
He became his own best customer
An entrepreneurial sort
That seventy thousand
Rolled off an on ramp
The day he got let go
Released in three weeks
The pleasure he seeks
Down in a six foot hole
Inch by inch you’re walking to
The end of the line it seems
Piece by piece you’re busting up
You’re falling apart at the seams
He runs to the bathroom, he’s got to go powder his nose
It’s not taking its time, but it’s taking its toll.
It’s not taking its time, but it’s taking its toll.
You wheel and you deal
And you run and you run
Like a stray dog whose chasing his tail
You’re making a quick buck
And running on dumb luck
It’s better than going to jail
He runs to the bathroom, he’s got to go powder his nose
It’s not taking its time, but it’s taking its toll.
It’s not taking its time, but it’s taking its toll.
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The Breaking English Guelph, Ontario
The Breaking English is a Guelph-based rock band with progressive flair and pop sensibilities.
It's serious music by silly folks.
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