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Don't Feel Right
04:32
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I’m feeling sick and tired of
Feeling strung out I feel like
The world’s too much to figure out
All my friends are scattered
I feel alone yet so alive
My conscience lacks a voice box
Can’t tell me wrong from right
Where’s my girl?
Come sing in my world
Confusion at it’s finest
All morals at their lowest
Why don’t we talk a while we still have time
The show has almost ended
I fill my lungs with air
I see the world is changing with me
I Don’t feel right, girl won’t you try?
Change my life for good
There’s no time to waste
Meditate your thoughts
Renegotiate
Where’s my girl?
Come sing in my world
Confusion at it’s finest
All morals at their lowest
Why don’t we talk a while we still have time
The show has almost ended
I fill my lungs with air
I see the world is changing with me
I Don’t feel right, girl won’t you try?
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My Motions Will Tell
04:26
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It seems like everytime I turn away
your eyes glare down on my when I look astray
I feel you smiling, I feel your breath
My face goes numb, our eyes won't connect
I don't want to hide our feelings away,
no, I want to hide away
I have affection in my hands
I have a secret walk the land
take one step at a time
reason finds its rhyme
I don't want to hide our feelings away,
no, I want to hide away
Keep her in mind. decide in time
get to know myself,
my motions will tell
emotions will tell
my motions will tell
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I'm Not Real
04:24
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Are we like China dolls?
Trapped behind China walls?
Methods of torture don’t work on me.
Placed on a pedestal,
sample for example,
Will Sir Mount ever rest tonight?
You make me feel
Like I’m not as real
You like to make me feel
Like I’m not as real
Plastic as Aztec gods,
Cold, crumbled, and forgot
Perspire Incan gold, Cortez
Earth is a living sphere.
The darkest storms make oceans clear
Commandments make me stir up da’nile
But I drift from reality
What is reality?
You make me feel
Like my heart hasn’t skipped a beat
You like to make me feel
You got me back on my feet
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4. |
Harbour Blues
03:05
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I got these harbor blues
And my harbor greens
In my summer shoes again
But I’ve got you
And you’ve got me
And girl that’s all we need
In the bay we sing a song
Through the day we sail along
Sun goes down its understood
That you belong to me
I feel that harbor dew
With it’s morning breeze
In my summer shoes again
But I’ve got you
And you’ve got me
And girl that’s all we need
With those harbor blues
With my harbor greens
With my harbor shoes
With my harbor dreams
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