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Knocking on the Floor
10:16
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Don't go knocking on the floor
(Knocking on the floor)
If you won't answer the door
(Answer the door)
You pick your fight
But you won't stay through the war
Don't go knocking on the floor
(Knocking on the floor)
If you won't answer the door
(Answer the door)
We'll stay all night
If you won't settle the score
I never did you wrong,
I never heard your song,
You sang it all night long
But I never sang along
You blame it all on me
But I don't hear your plea
I never turn the key
My only enemy
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2. |
Take the Day Off
03:30
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It's time to get going.
C'mon.
Wake up. Wake up.
I'll take the day off
I'm staying in bed
I'll take some time off
To clear out my head
I'll turn off my phone
Watch movies all day
I'm not leaving home
You can all go away
But who the hell am I, right?
I'm not the king. I'm not special.
I'm just some guy. Yeah
If I sleep off today,
I'll do twice the work tomorrow
That sounds worse
Okay, but snooze one more time...
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3. |
Alive
03:11
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Am I alive
Am I alive
Am I really alive?
I can breath
I can sing
But can I call that alive?
I sleep
I eat
I work to survive
When I say it like that, it don't feel right
I think
I worry
I've cried at night
I've loved
So much
That my chest felt tight
I've hurt
I've healed
I've earned my rights
I've been so mad, you've never seen the like.
Oh, I
I don't want to make you feel bad
and, I
I know I've made you so mad
But
If I never feel
If I never feel love again
I know for sure
I'll never feel alive again
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4. |
Like the Crow
04:09
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Every writer seems to write
Another song about
A girl or a boy that they loved
And though I've done the same
And even wrote their name
I can't help but find it a bore
Everyone's singing it
The one about the maiden
Who fell for a man in his twenties
Or Everyone's heard it
The one about miss Mary Jane
and her last dance with a man from the city
Oo oh oh ooooh oh oooh oh ooh oh ooh
I'm not trying to climb up the charts
Like some of those other singers
I just want to sing it from my heart
And play it through my fingers
I may sound the same as another who came
Before me but I'll never know
I just want to play my music all day
And live life free like the crow
Every singer seems to sing
Another song about
Something they dreamt they had heard
And if I had to choose
what to tell my younger self
I know what I'd love to say
I'd say "Be honest with yourself,
You have to be sure
That what you're thinking and feeling agree,
Because, when you act against your thoughts
or lose what's in your heart
You'll loathe what you turn out to be"
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I heard from a friend of a friend
That you were off getting married
Well, ain't that great? She must be good for you, son.
I'm sure that she'll make you happy
I heard you were going to graduate soon
That your well educated
Did you learn what you felt that you should
Do you feel elevated?
But when you build up the walls in your mind
You'll leave something behind
Something you needed
You lost you drive to be free
Don't see your misery
Though you can feel it
Don't give up
You can't live your life on the floor
Just stand up
View your life like never before
Hold on
Don't you have something to say?
Hold on
Don't give your life away
I heard about your comfort in god
That you found faith through jesus
Since bathed you, is he your new guide?
Has this tome cured your weakness?
I heard you've chosen to fight for our flag
You've signed up to be a hero
Will you save us or will you bleed out instead
For the federal bureau?
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6. |
Good Enough
05:51
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What should I write today
One more lyric on an empty page
Another poem of the times I spent
In other worlds that represent
The person I pretend to be
Who should I be today
The boy who gave his life away
The same that learned without consent
How to have a phase that gets spent
Losing you prime to misery
Why should I share today
Those around me have turned to grey
Although I find they show appeal
I find I lose the things I feel
When time has run, the guests will fade
When should I leave today
I have more reason here to stay
For those I'd miss, and those I'd hurt
And all the plans that I'd subvert
Perhaps I'll stay another day
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8. |
Ex-father
03:43
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Money won't buy you everything you need
So why do you waste your time with your greed
So how's your diamond watch?
Did you import all that scotch?
Don't you have kids at home to feed?
Where'd you get your wife, she don't look cheap
You eloped on a Friday night while we were asleep
So, is she off the coke?
The beer, the pills, and all the weed?
You wouldn't raise your own kids, how many do you fucking need?
Well, I know that this is not your midlife crisis
Something tells me that you've always been this way
And don't bother saying you don't know
'cause I was there for every blow
You're on the road to ruin, woah oh oh
I'm sure you've heard good things about my mother
You should know that she cared your son and his brother
But where the hell were you
When he turned twenty two
You left our family to go spoil another
I've known you since I was a child
You've known me since, well, not at all.
You missed out on the good years
And you only made the hard ones harder
So I'm breaking it off here, you're my new ex father
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Real World
04:04
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All the stories and tales you were told as a kid,
They promise you falsities and kept the truth hid.
And your parents held their hands to cover your eyes,
From the blood, the sex, and the truth that they despise
So, I'm telling you.
Look at all the things they do.
Look at what they hide away.
Someone has to say.
Look outside your window and breath in the air
Smog will fill your lungs as you wash grease from your hair
Good morning, hero, you've got a big day ahead
Don't let the day crowd go on thinking that you're dead
Welcome to the real world,
Welcome to hell.
This is the real world,
This is your cell.
They locked the door and threw away the key
It's up to us to live our destiny
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10. |
Shade of Red
06:13
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I am sick of all the raining
I'm not used to all the grime
And the sky that wets your t-shirt
Should know it's out of line
There's no strap beneath the dampness
Nothing hidden in the brine
Because your high beams in the daylight
Drew these eyes of mine
I am through with complaining
I've got more friends than I've got time
And though promises keep breaking
It's not like a lie's a crime
And your careful waste oasis
In your bashed in, beat up heart
Do you fear the phrase "I'm sorry"
Will tear your heart apart
I'm not myself when I'm alone
No, I can't breath throughout the night
The denseness of my marrow
Will choke my bones so tight
With the ghost of you beside me
A shade of red I cannot hide
You're screaming like a banshee
When you're clutching on my pride
With a figure like a model
It's hard to keep in step and line
So, when I praise you like an idol
Drink it in like a fine wine
When the pounding of the drums
Beats the tone out of your mind
Don't tease yourself in silence
Raise your voice for all man kind
You can hear it on the TV
You can see it on your phone
And though some may call it dirty
They don't when they're all alone
And in private, closed of quarters
In the dark, the dead of night
Do you trust the politicians
Who never do it in the light
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Here I'll Be
04:44
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This is a deeply sincere letter
From a deeply concerned friend
who happened to notice the way you smile and pretend
Though I fear I should know better
Though I fear I know the truth
I need you to put to rest the worries of my youth
And I'm sorry. I know,
That times like these are rough.
But I worry, you know,
If I truly know enough.
Was it something you said
When you turned your head?
That told me something's off
It's a wild guess,
But I can sense your stress,
And I know that something's wrong
Tell me, is there something I can't see?
Are you hiding it from me?
If you have something to say, I'm here.
And here, I'll be.
I've tried my best to help you
I've done the all that I could
If I were a shield I'd guard you; you know I would
If you would open up and let me
I would share all that I know
Maybe I can help with the things you never show
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Cheerfully Crappy
08:51
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I shouldn't end our time on a sad song
No performance should leave off that way
And it's trite, you know, to end a show that way
I should make this song something cheerful
Maybe write a song for love
Well, right now, I don't have anyone to sing of
But I won't let that bring me down
I have other things to sing about
And maybe I can clear up a little doubt
Because, I'm lonely but I'm happy
I'm cheerfully crappy
So, if you're the same, come on, sing it out.
I'm lonely but I'm happy
I'm cheerfully crappy
I may play solo, but hey I feel alright
Sometimes I think I'll regret
The times I didn't reflect
And learn from the people and family I neglect
But it's also too much worry
To keep track of all the faces
When they spread out to so many different places
So, I'm sorry if I can't keep up
It doesn't mean that I think you worthless
If I see you someday, I'll let you know your purpose
And you know
I'm sure you know
When you call, I can't let go
And so
And even so
Your voice can glow
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Sour Lemonade Chattanooga, Tennessee
I'm Sour Lemonade and I make music.
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