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Fallen Leaves

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1 Fallen Leaves
2 667 lectures
2 Burn The Evidence
1 224 lectures
3 Surrender
1 020 lectures
4 Try Honesty
456 lectures

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MP3 : Fallen Leaves (2007)

Fallen Leaves (2007)

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  • Titre : Fallen Leaves
  • Année : 2007

Paroles :

Fallen leaves
In a crooked little town, they were lost and never found
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves... on the ground

I hitched a ride, until the coast
To leave behind, all of my ghosts
Searching for something, I couldn't find at home

Can't get no job, can you spare a dime?
Just one more hit, and I'll be fine
I swear to God, this'll be my one last time!

In a crooked little town, they were lost and never found
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves... on the ground
Run away before you drown, or the streets will beat you down
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves... on the ground

When it gets dark, in Pigeon Park
Voice in my head, will soon be fed
By the vultures, that circle round the dead!

In a crooked little town, they were lost and never found
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves... on the ground
Run away before you drown, or the streets will beat you down
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves... on the ground

I never once thought, I'd ever be caught!
Staring at sidewalks, hiding my track marks!
I left my best friends, or did they just leave me?

In a crooked little town, they were lost and never found
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves... on the ground

In a crooked little town, they were lost and never found
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves... on the ground

Run away before you drown, or the streets will beat you down
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves... on the ground

Run away before you drown!
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves... on the ground
Run away before you drown!
Fallen leaves, fallen leaves, fallen leaves... on the ground
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# Posté le dimanche 23 septembre 2007 14:41

Modifié le lundi 24 septembre 2007 02:18

MP3 : Burn The Evidence (2007)

Burn The Evidence (2007)

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  • Titre : Burn The Evidence
  • Année : 2007

Paroles :

Burn the evidence
In a garage, beside a house, there is a luxury Sedan
And for his next monthly installment,
He's gonna go out with a bang!

Boy who always did what he was told,
Was promised to be king when he was old

Hit the brakes, hit the glass,
Time to shake the hands of fate
The mistakes of the past,
Flashed before his face

There is a man, intensive care
When he awakes he will declare,
"I've been dead for 20 years!
I won't let 20 more go by..."

Boy who always did what he was told,
Bought the only dream that he was sold

Hit the brakes, Hit the glass,
Time to shake the hands of fate
The mistakes of the past,
Flashed before his face

Burn the evidence... of my existence,
Clear the ashes on the ground
Burn the evidence... of all these things,
That pull my spirit down

Ever feel like you've been cheated,
Following what they believe?
Don't shake the hands of fate,
Don't shake the hands of fate,
There's no more time to waste!

Burn the evidence... of my existence,
Clear the ashes on the ground
Burn the evidence... of all these things,
That pull my spirit down

Burn the evidence!
Don't shake the hands of fate,
There's no more time to waste!
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# Posté le dimanche 23 septembre 2007 14:49

Modifié le dimanche 23 septembre 2007 17:11

MP3 : Surrender (2007)

Surrender (2007)

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  • Titre : Surrender
  • Année : 2007

Paroles :

Surrender
She reads a book from across the street,
Waiting for someone that she'll never meet.
Talk over coffee for an hour or two,
She wonders why I'm always in a good mood.
Killin' time before she struts her stuff,
She needs support and I've become the crutch.
She'll never know how much she means to me.
I'd play the game but I'm the referee.

Surrender every word, every thought every sound.
Surrender every touch, every smile, every frown.
Surrender all the pain we've endured until now.
Surrender all the hope that I lost you have found.
Surrender yourself to me.

Even though I know what I'm lookin' for,
She's got a brick wall behind her door.
I'd travel time and confess to her,

But I'm afraid she'd shoot the messenger.

Surrender every word, every thought every sound.
Surrender every touch, every smile, every frown.
Surrender all the pain we've endured until now.
Surrender all the hope that I lost you have found.
Surrender yourself to me.

I think I found a flower in a field of weeds,
I think I found a flower in a field of weeds.
Searching until my hands bleed,
This flower don't belong to me.

I think I found a flower in a field of weeds,
I think I found a flower in a field of weeds.
Searching until my hands bleed,
This flower don't belong to me.
This flower don't belong to me.
Why could she belong to me?

Every word, every thought every sound.
Every touch, every smile, every frown.
All the pain we've endured until now.
All the hope that I lost you have found.

Surrender every word, every thought every sound.
Surrender every touch, every smile, every frown.
Surrender all the pain we've endured until now.
Surrender all the hope that I lost you have found.
(Surrender) I never had the nerve to ask,

(Surrender) Has my moment come and passed?
(Surrender) I never had the nerve to ask,

(Surrender) Has my moment come and passed?
(Surrender) I never had the nerve to ask,

(Surrender) Has my moment come and passed?

(Surrender) I never had the nerve to ask
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# Posté le dimanche 23 septembre 2007 14:53

Modifié le lundi 24 septembre 2007 02:22

MP3 : Try Honesty (2007)

Try Honesty (2007)

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  • Titre : Try Honesty
  • Année : 2007

Paroles :

Try honesty
Well I tripped, I fell down naked
Well I scratched my knees, they bled
Sew up my eyes, need no more
In our game there is no score

Forgive me father, why should you bother?

Try honesty, try honesty
Hop in your dumptruck, reverse for good luck
Ride over me, ride over me
Take on the whole world, fight with the young girls
Die tragedy, die tragedy
Call me a cheapskate, come on for pete's sake
Cry agony, cry agony

I'm insane, it's your fault, so sly
Your well of lies ran dry
And I cut the cord, free fall
From so high we seem so small

Forgive me father, why should you bother?

Try honesty, try honesty
Hop in your dumptruck, reverse for good luck
Ride over me, ride over me
Take on the whole world, fight with the young girls
Die tragedy, die tragedy
Call me a cheapskate, come on for pete's sake
Cry agony, cry agony

I talk to you

I'm insane, it's your fault
Cry
I'm insane, it's your fault
Cry
I'm insane, it's your fault
Cry

Forgive me father, why should you bother now?
Forgive me father, why should you bother now?

Forgive me father, why should you bother?

Try honesty, try honesty
Hop in your dumptruck, reverse for good luck
Ride over me, ride over me
Take on the whole world, fight with the young girls
Die tragedy, die tragedy
Call me a cheapskate, come on for pete's sake
Cry agony, cry agony

Cry agony, cry agony
Try honesty, try honesty
Cry agony, cry agony
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# Posté le dimanche 23 septembre 2007 14:58

Modifié le lundi 24 septembre 2007 02:23

Beachballs

Beachballs
"Do it again"
She said to me.
So I nailed my hand to the baseboard floor.
Hysterically,
Laughing at me,
She begged the question and I begged for more.
Now I water,
The thorn you rammed,
Deep into my side watch it fertilize.
'Cause you shoved your finger,
Right down my throat,
And you made me puke up all of my pride.

Pop the beach balls,
Burn the photos,
C-4 your safe,
And you'll never grow old.
So get out of dodge,
And become a thought,
Cause once you⤙re a thought, hopefully you're forgot.

If we break up,
Don⤙t write a song that would,
Drag my name through the shit, the mud.
'Cause I⤙ve seen some solid swimmers who drowned,
When you unleashed the dam and cause the flood.
But with free choice,
There comes freewill.
And I⤙m so happy she decided to leave,
'Cause now I⤙m alone.
The demons come home
And now my pen is rolling up it⤙s sleeve.

Pop the beach balls,
Burn the photos,
C-4 your safe,
And you'll never grow old.
So get out of dodge,
And become a thought,
'Cause once you⤙re a thought, hopefully you're forgot.

Pop the beach balls,
Burn the photos,
C-4 your safe,
And you'll never grow old.
So get out of dodge,
And become a thought,
'Cause once you⤙re a thought, hopefully you're forgot.

Because my morals have begun to decay,
And all my friends have the same thing to say.
They say that good times have faded away.
They say that their all worried about me.
'Cause I feed birds in the cemetery,
And I rake leaves off the grass in my grave.
Because my memory lane is now paved.
(Nothing wrong)
My memory lane is now paved.
(There⤙s nothing wrong)
My memory lane is now paved.
My memory lane is now paved.
(There⤙s nothing wrong)
But now my memory⤙s back and there⤙s nothing wrong!
There⤙s nothing wrong.
There⤙s nothing wrong.
There⤙s nothing wrong.
There⤙s nothing wrong.
I said there⤙s nothing wrong!
There⤙s nothing wrong.
There⤙s nothing wrong.
There⤙s nothing wrong.
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# Posté le dimanche 23 septembre 2007 15:03