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Till I'll Be With You
02:12
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Just last week she would tell me where we'd meet.
I could go and say hello, but now I'm on my own.
She said don't call—I don't want to hear your voice at all.
I moved on to someone new and I think you've ought to.
Say the words that I long to hear,
"It will only be a day or two till I'll be with you."
But no.
Just last week she would tell me where she'd be.
I could go and say hello, but now I'm on my own.
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2. |
Robot
02:00
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I feel like a robot programmed in a knot—
I can't get anything done.
I planned for the future when I was stupider—
man it ways a ton.
I feel like a robot who forgot how to walk—
cause all I do is run.
My plans for the future are falling from heaven
trying to remember the sun.
I feel like a robot choking on moments—
man I miss the fun,
and man it ways a ton,
and I can't get anything done.
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3. |
Alright
03:10
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Oh to sing without my heart on the line,
just a sweeter way to pass the time.
And when the words fall out it's the craziest thing
what thoughtlessness can bring.
Oh how'd it become so sweet to be
so deep inside your melody and rhythm.
And when I feel alright it's the easiest thing
I can play guitar and sing.
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4. |
All I Can Do
03:23
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Said it's all I can do to just sit and watch the day roll by,
now that you're gone.
and it's all I can do to just sit and watch the day roll by,
now that you're gone.
Baby please don't look my way,
you're memories.
Just memories, I don't want to be
just memories now that you're gone.
And she screams softly let me in,
I've been counting while I walk
to keep my balance.
I don't want to be just
memories anymore.
I said it's all I can do.
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