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Grown Up Stuff
03:30
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I’m half awake
Half asleep
Smooth skin and a beach
Caught up in a wavy daydream
Night turns to day
Gotta get up and rally, face the day
Work hard for the bills that I owe
Get over my lack of control
And hey you know what?
I hate this grown up stuff
I just want to play all day
...with you
I’m up and down
Head on a ledge, a paper crown
False gods and commercial car ads
Full of empty and so damn anxious
And hey you know what?
I hate this grown up stuff
I just want to play all day
...with you
And hey you know what?
I hate this grown up stuff
I just want to play all day
...with you
Hey how about let’s not
Ever, ever grow up?
Promise me you’ll always
…Play with me
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Head over backwards I can’t feel my toes
Just the rest of me in the throes of agony
Of agony
Self-imposed, yeah I suppose
I do it to myself and all those
Surrounding me
Surrounding me
And what does the other guy feel?
God only knows
Probably like me
Probably like me
Sometimes desperate insecurity, yeah
Other times fine
Yeah sometimes I feel fine
What’s the color of lonely? Bet it’s not gray
More like the shade of fear we feel every day
That we’ll flicker away
We’ll flicker away
Say I’m not alone, yeah I guess
Like Schrödinger's cat, color me impressed
We is and we ain’t
We is and we ain’t
And what does the other guy feel?
God only knows
Probably like me
Probably like me
Sometimes desperate insecurity, yeah
Other times fine
Yeah sometimes I feel fine
Slick psychological dark
That’s how they peg me as a mark
My character on TV, yeah
Kinda messed up like me, yeah
‘Cept solving all them crimes and shit, yeah
And making the best of it, yeah
My character on TV
Getting through it all like me
And what does the other guy feel?
God only knows
Probably like me
Probably like me
Sometimes desperate insecurity, yeah
Other times fine
Yeah I think we’ll all be fine
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3. |
Butterfly Girl
06:02
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She put arms around the world
Stepped on a toe, gave it a whirl
Eyes shine bright like mother of pearl
She always knew she was a girl
Spread your wings little butterfly
Tilt your face to the sun and just fly
High above this cruel, cruel world
They can’t touch you, my butterfly girl
She moves with beauty and with grace
Doesn’t know she fills the space
Voice so soft, pink silk and lace
She does everything at her own pace
Spread your wings little butterfly
Tilt your face to the sun and just fly
High above this cruel, cruel world
They can’t touch you, my butterfly girl
I love the way she plays with makeup
I love her strawberry hair
I love the simple fact she listens
How she lets you know she cares
Spread your wings little butterfly
Tilt your face to the sun and just fly
High above this cruel, cruel world
They can’t touch you, my butterfly girl
She’s my butterfly girl
Mmm... My butterfly girl
Uh-huh... She’s my butterfly girl
Uh-huh... She’s my butterfly girl
Uh-huh... She’s my butterfly girl
Butterfly girl...
Uh-huh...
She’s my butterfly girl
She’s my butterfly girl
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4. |
Who The Hell Is Me
03:04
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Just got to write one song
Maybe it will be the one
The one that puts me over
The one that keeps me sober
Don’t know what to say
Never know what to do
I get in my own way
Especially when it comes to you
I wish I could feel…
Free to be me
Free
What would that even be?
Who the hell is me
Can’t say that I feel trapped
It really isn’t even that
The door, hell it’s wide open
And yet I’m still not coping
Don’t know what to say
Never know what to do
I get in my own way
Especially when it comes to you
I wish I could feel…
Free to be me
Free
What would that even be?
Who the hell is me
Who the hell is me?
Who the hell is me?
Who the hell is me?
Who is me?
Who is me?
Who is me?
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