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Daydreaming with a broken spine
I am a traveling salesman
I am selling things that no one needs
I travel light, my only help are
These worn out shoes and a grateful smile
I am a tattooed sailor
A wind has carved deep lines in my face
I am tired of whores and I am tired of harbors
I am tired of a million different shades of blue
I am a race driver
Gasoline soaked asphalt, adrenalin and noise
A picture of my mom hanging sheets and singing
Goes through my head each time I face death
I am a coal miner
I am digging in the dark covered in the dust
Shovel in my hands, anger in my heart
Everyday again I am blinded by the sun
I am a private eye
Professional indifference, soul full of scars
I am swimming in a sea of emptiness and pain
Bottle in my desk helps me fall asleep
I am a trapeze artist
I am dancing high above the ground
I am dancing high above the lights
Above the words, above the sounds
On and on this life goes...
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We Are Snowflakes
03:53
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We Are Snowflakes
We are talking, we are playing games
We are dancing, we are having sex
We are smiling with the morning sun
We are dreaming of tomorrow
We are driving high
We are kissing, we are holding hands
We are swimming, we are riding waves
We are lying naked in the sand
We are listening to the wind
We are counting stars
Is it all over we are wondering staring at the sky
Is it all over when we die
We are fighting, we are ripping clothes
We are swearing, we are losing voice
We are wishing we are somewhere else
We are looking at the mirror
We are going mad
We are drowning, we are sinking down
We are crying, we are freaking out
We are trying to find a reason why
We are drinking from the bottle
We are doing drugs
Is it all over we are wondering staring at the sky
Is it all over when we die
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Sweet Jesus
04:30
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Sweet Jesus
And Jesus, sweet Jesus his body burns like fire
And Jesus, sweet Jesus just could not understand it
Those moments of blindness, of raging pain and madness
And tears are like diamonds hidden deep inside him
Lay me down, lay me down where only you can find me
Lay me down, lay me down where only you can find me
And Jesus, sweet Jesus his body soft like water
And Jesus, sweet Jesus just could not understand it
Those moments of blindness, of raging pain and madness
And tears are like diamonds hidden deep inside him
Lay me down. lay me down where only you can find me
Lay me down, lay me down where only you can find me
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Fat And Neurotic
05:07
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Fat And Neurotic
She dreams of a big love, kind of love that never dies or fades away
I am a whale, I am swimming slowly through my universe of blue
Alone with her as I am with anyone else
Each time I've tried to tell her same strange silence would take place yeah
Each time I've tried to tell her she would cry and hide her face
Music on the radio, cigarette smoke, horizons passing by
One of those moments when I wish that I was on the outside
You smiled, you seem happy. I said nothing at all
Each time I've tried to tell her same strange silence would take place yeah
Each time I've tried to tell her she would cry and hide her face
God has an ulcer since that time they killed his son
I see him sometimes sitting on the park bench , staring empty, wondering forever
I hope he finds reason, strength to forget and forgive
Each time I've tried to tell her same strange silence would take place
Each time I've tried to tell her she would cry and hide her face
My love lives in Texas, yellow roses, cigarettes and sun
I walk through the suburbs, numb completely numb
They say that good people die with a smile on their face
Each time I've tried to tell her same strange silence would take place
Each time I've tried to tell her she would cry and hide her face
Because love means nothing, love means nothing at all...
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Lilly
04:24
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Lilly
She's sitting at the desk, she's talking on the phone
She's standing in a line, she's eating all alone
She's chatting on the net, she's waiting to go home
She's lying on a bed, she's staring at the wall
She's thinking to herself... There must be something more
She's driving in a car, she's shopping at the mall
She's climbing up the stairs, she's taking off her clothes
She's soaking in a bath, she's sipping rum and coke
She's lying on a bed, she's staring at the wall
She's thinking to herself... There must be something more
She's picking out a dress, she's making up her eyes
She's walking down the street, she's drinking at the club,
She's dancing on the floor, she's fucking with a guy
She's lying on a bed, she's staring at the wall
She's thinking to herself... I'm so fucking bored!!!
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John Wayne
03:32
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John Wayne
I am driving slowly in my silver car
The night is full of stars
High heel boots, tons of grease in my hair
My eyes endlessly blue
I smoke too much there is nothing else to do
I eat so little, I never sleep
I always drink alone
The moon, the sun, days and nights
Time is slowly passing
I run in circle, I don't mind
The bills I make someone else pays
Everybody knows my name
Things I say, things I do
No one gets inside of shell
My own heaven, my own hell
I hate to talk about good old days
I hate to talk at all
Words so useless, so untrue
My eyes endlessly blue
I smoke too much there is nothing else to do
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Sunday
04:55
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Sunday
I am sleeping cause I am lonely, I am eating cause i am bored
I am talking cause I am empty, I am laughing cause I am scared
I am running cause I am restless, I am drinking cause I am tired
I am working cause I am worried, I am dreaming cause I am lost
Runaway...
You told me that you love me, you told me that you're mine, all mine
You told me that you missed me, It scares me every time
And oh, Lord you know I tried, you know I did, nothing's ever going to change
Wherever I go, whatever I do, one thing remains the same
Runaway...
Bleeding hands of Christ, the perfect symmetry of pain, endless golden sunset. warm watercolor dream
Vivid scenes of madness, fading city lights, is it spring or is it autumn, you are so pretty when you are shy
Beggars in the subway, the sound of falling rain, broken concrete sidewalks, violent billboard smiles
Cigarettes and glitter, walking without words, desolate, indifferent, mesmerized, surreal...
I am everything...
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To My Dead Love
02:48
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To My Dead Love
Purple lips, flowers dancing in the wind
Senseless thoughts, a taste of liquor in my mouth
Ocean waves crushing slowly to a shore
A glimpse of the eternal truth
Morning mist, all things beautiful and bright
A naked child running barefoot through the fields
Ringing bells, god is passed out on the floor
Distant mountains appear blue
Neon lights, fast food restaurants, loud drunks
Empty eyes, broken promises, white lines
Crying man is holding picture in his hands
I miss the role I played for you
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