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Tears
01:21
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I want to heal your bruises
I want to clean those wounds
Water mixed with medicine on a spoon.
I want to buy you red roses
I want to break your restraints
And I'm gonna sell the picture that it paints.
I want to raise your spirits
And I want to lead the way
Cause/but no one heard you screaming on that day.
I would cry all your tears
I would take all your pain
Give you everything but reasons to complain.
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Cigarette, cigarette
Where can I find me a cigarette?
Cigarette, cigarette
I need a match right now.
They say smoking cigarettes kill
If not by cancer, then by a match
Someone should have locked the latch.
Sort of like an irish car bomb
Not the drink
Caused by hate or carelessness
You think?
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My Bible
01:39
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I've go no intention of praying to God
I've got no impression from the faith I had
I've thrown it away to seek alternatives
But I'm only introduced to empty promises.
I have always been a skeptic
What's the use of praying to a man
Who has a divine plan?
They filter through, just to go unused.
I've got no damnation you can convince of me
I've got no condemnation for your faith of prayer
But I burned my bible 20 goddamn years ago
Along with the people that I used to know.
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4. |
Love Has Losers
03:05
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Love has losers, too x8
You fell in love
And it broke your heart in two
You never thought
That he'd do what he did to you.
X2
Thought you'd ride off into the sunset, baby
But he was only looking for a maybe. X2
You fell in love
And it broke your heart in two
You never thought
That he'd do what he did to you.
X2
Love has losers, too.
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5. |
Reflections of Dismay
02:28
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Hold on tight
There's a long road ahead
Taking us in a new direction
That'll leave you for dead.
Not too many years have gone by
We were just waiting for the tide
That'll take you out to sea.
Don't you let go
There's still much to know
And if you go flying
I'll go flying too.
There's a long road ahead
Taking me in a new direction
But broke my heart instead
But broke our hearts instead.
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6. |
Talking With Myself
02:17
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I have an answer to your question
But you always seem to lack
I better say something entertaining
Or you never answer back.
This is the time and place that we're in
No one cares, no one cares, no one gives a shit
This is the place and time that we never commit.
I have nothing to say to you
I'm just checking in
But what do you do?
You got nothing, nothing new.
This is the last time I'm talking to myself
No one's there, no one's there, one one learns
This is the last time I show my concern.
Goodnight, goodnight
I guess that we'll see
Goodbye, goodbye
It's been nice talking to me.
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Stay wide awake
Just stay wide awake
For who are they coming to take?
The anarchist
Or the scientist
How can we be allowing this?
It's a bandwagon now
I'm always against government
And how?
The pacifist
Environmentalist
How can we be allowing this?
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8. |
This Is Not For Children
01:24
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When I die throw my body in the sea
Or prop it up for all to see
What do you think my last words will be?
Don't act like you ever liked me.
I'm just a lot of bad wrapped in nothing good
And I never made it big like I thought I should
Because I'm so afraid that I will fail
Though it's all I know how to do.
So I say take a look in the mirror
And if you hate what you see
Then you know what it's like to be me
So let's get together and laugh out loud
While we fuck up everything we do and see.
So make sure to smile and to laugh
When I'm 6 feet underneath the grass
And when that day comes, do not cry
Instead just laugh along with me.
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I woke up
To angel's calling my name
To demon's laughing insane
And I laugh with them.
I broke down
Demons calling my name
Angel's laughing insane
And I said "hello" once again.
These figmentations
These amalgamations
My imagination, infiltrations.
Doing me
Doing me in
Doing me
Doing me in.
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Look out London, everything's burning down
Look out London, everything's burning down
Look out London, everything's burning down.
After midnight on a Sunday September 2
The wind fanned the fire into a firestorm
Fire pushed north on Monday into the city heart
Burning, tearing everything apart.
Look out London, everything's burning down
Look out London, everything's burning down
Look out London, everything's burning down.
1666, the fire had a firm grip
1666, the fire had a firm grip
1666, the fire had a firm grip.
The fire burned for 4 days and 3 nights
Reaching higher and higher heights
Look out London, everything's burning down
Look out London, everything's burning down.
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Stoner Jams
01:27
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Smoke you out of a room
Hair like waves from an ocean of gloom
She's got something behind those eyes
Holding on to everything but your lies.
Her energy fills up the space
Nothing but the wonder of the look on her face
With an attitude of gratitude for your good mood
A warm embrace, loving & becoming of her.
She's lost a lot but gave much more
To a stranger standing at the door
Welcoming me with opening arms
A warm embrace, loving & becoming of her.
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Well, she was dancing across rooftops
Making chimney sweepers kneel ground
If the revolutions just doffing and dancing
Then it's her kind of sound.
If first impressions are to be judged by the crowd
She's dancing because the noise got too loud
Be it a President or King or the same old thing
She hasn't a care what reputation may bring.
Oh, she's dancing to nothing
Not one note of a song
Because as it turns out
We know not where we belong.
If laughter's any indication what manners will spin
Then to hell with their pity and shit eating grin
If janitors and bricklayers really are her kind
Then where she belongs shall not be hard to find.
Because she'd rather be filthy, classless and free
Let them keep thinking that she is what they see
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13. |
Calling All Bastards
02:12
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I'm waiting for the rain to drain the pain
I'm feeling insane, inane in my brain
Calling all disasters, calling all the bastards
Walk a mile in my shoes cause I'm getting tired.
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14. |
Like No Place To Grow
02:55
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If everyone could disappear
And leave me stranded alone
To collect thoughts in my dome
Find where I should plant my home.
When you feel like you don't belong
You've got no place to go
And when they try to convince you
You start retreating slow.
I appreciate your hospitality
But not your forced concern
Just don't get me wrong though
I love you all, just so you know.
But when I love somebody
I think that they don't love me
Even if they show it unconditionally
Even if they show it unconditionally.
If everyone could disappear
And leave me stranded alone
Just don't get me wrong though
I love you all, just so you know.
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Stez Mutiny Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
Stez Mutiny is a DIY folk and Punk anarchist musician from Pennsyltucky. Lo-Fi, No rules, No masters.
Stez Mutiny recommends:
David Rovics, a folk hero, I do declare.
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