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Olly Oxen Free
02:48
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Captured the flag, but we wanted more
Searched for something what I’m not quite sure
We’ll never know
You play guitar, and I’ll play the drums
The music flows, the lyrics never come
Words never show
But we can find a place
To call our home base
Invincible, hands on the tree
You can’t get me, Olly oxen free
So how come I’m scared?
You get bad dreams, well I get them too
I yell in my sleep chased by someone who
Is not even there
But we can find a place
To call our home base
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2. |
Ferdinand
03:57
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In the parking lot
We fed the geese
Fries you bought
From the Wendy’s
If we had got
more memories
I might have forgot
The ones like these
But I won’t blame you
or try to shame you
For why I’m ashamed
Of things that I became
You made your mess
You let it grow
When you got pressed
You let it go
When my mistakes
Need an excuse
It’s easy to make
That reason you
But I won’t blame you
Or try to shame you
For why I’m ashamed
Of the things I became
You held me near
And read Ferdinand
The bull he fears
Just like we can
If we were doomed
To more memories
I’d have no room
For the little things
And I won’t blame you
Or try to shame you
For why I’m ashamed
Of the things I became
And are you ashamed
Of the things we became
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3. |
Velvet
03:25
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Comfort object
around my neck
There’s solace in the disconnect
though it’s killing me
it’s my security
My heart and my brain
speak through my veins
But with so much discord they can’t explain
How I should feel
What is fake and what is real
Complacent with the hurt you choose
Comfort in a silk sewn noose
Above I float
When I need the ground most
I’m losing it silk blankets my throat
Confusion blurs my view
’til what was clear fades too
Comfort object
I’m just like Linus
Just like the boy with the velvet rabbit
The rabbit who turned true
Just like I am trying to
Complacent with the hurt you choose
Comfort in a silk sewn noose
And why’d I have to go and tie the knot
And tighten up its hold with my neck caught
And I can’t breathe here
And why’d I have to go and tie the knot
And tighten up its hold with my neck caught
The air is made of soap my lungs are plaque
Three in the morning panic attack
And I can’t breathe here
And I can’t breathe here
Complacent with the hurt you choose
But there’s no comfort in a silk sewn noose
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4. |
Kentucky
02:51
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Thanks for standing me
Even when I couldn’t stand
Birds in the bush got free
I’m still your one in hand
To you, I’m in debt
Thanksgiving at the track
Placed every long-shot bet
Hope was what I’d win back
And I’m still a country, city, hippie kid
A country, city, hippie kid
And I’m proud to be
If you’re proud of me
Filled with love
Grandpa tends his field
Feeds the morning doves
That shit on his windshield
You gave much
Including what I’m glad to leave
We may fade out of touch
But I’ll always feel you in me
And I’m still a country, city, hippie kid
A country, city, hippie kid
And I’m proud to be
if you’re proud of me
Driving through
Watching the bluegrass brown
I’ll leave with the morning dew
Cause I cannot hang around
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