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Taking Me Back To The Start, Where It All Began
Sing so sad, but lingerings bad. I want to hold on, but what I’m hearing may be a dream. Nothing is as it seems, bringing pain with every slander. Leaving a crater in the depths of my heart. Taking me back to the start, where it all began…
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Are You Gonna Make Me Pay?
Taken on a long whispering road, winding through the ashes of my past. A trillion reasons to be on my way but I’m here to hear what you have to say. Are you gonna make me pay?
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Waves
A child lost inside
Moving with the tide
Waves go up & down
Reminiscing on this town
I don’t think I’ll make you proud
Every word that breaks from your mouth becomes too loud
I’m begging to hear a particular sound to put my mind at ease
A burden I ride on the ocean’s seas
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I Must Admit It Was Sublime
In the prison of my mind
I sing a song, and try to find
A reason to be kind
Simply gazing through this time
Almost thinking it was a crime
I must admit it was sublime
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