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Stupid Feelings
04:11
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All I ever wanted was someone to read me
to see me to feel me
And all you ever wanted was to feel acknowledged for staying 100
All I ever wanted was someone to read me
to see me to feel me
And all you ever wanted was to feel acknowledged for staying 100 with me
Think I'll sit this one out
Never meant to
hurt your stupid feelings
I really tried to make up for it
All I ever wanted was someone to read me
to see me to feel me
And all you ever wanted was to feel acknowledged for staying 100 with me
So I see that
You're the only one living
inside this hazy mirage
Another night and you're tripping
Why should it matter at all
So why you trying to question
what you've already known
It's all I can give when you don't mean a thing
It's all in your head but it's nice to believe
I'm not playing no mind games
And I will always be here
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Barefoot Pretender
04:24
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While I was born he was delivered
and had a rough start all things considered
Yuki and me used to be friends
Now he's alone. Barefoot pretender
And through the mist and the moss he would wander
in search of a key his grandma was given
after the war by uncle Enzo
50 years later it's Yuki's memento
do do dododo
Somebody tell him what's happening to the
old ways and changing positions of the sun
Footprints he left in the creek bed below
wash away in the rain after the snow
I cannot see the door anymore
the sunshine so strange, scorching the earth
Somebody tell him what's happening to the
old ways and changing positions of
Somebody tell him what's happening to the
old ways and changing positions of the sun
Somebody tell him what's happening to the
old ways and changing positions of
Somebody tell him what's happening to the
old ways and changing positions of
Somebody tell him what's happening to the sun
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Casa Pacifica
03:28
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Maybe I’ll find some time to choose some favorites
Always estranged to myself I’m a stranger
Circling back just to make sure I’m not sure
Well my friend the medium says I got work to do
A lifetime of bad lovers, a mouth that won’t speak the truth
Well if I tried once, I tried a thousand times
Casa Pacifica
Driftwood shore break
Rain falling down on a Monday waking late
A silence slips in charcoal and cinnamon
a stray dog at the door
I couldn’t admit it but
I could use a little company right now
Casa Pacifica
Black reeds will grow
And Tuesday arrived like the sound of falling snow
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