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Fingers
02:20
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It's hard to play punk rock
when you just can't find a pick
you get all cut up and your fingers feel like shit
but it doesn't stop you, from screaming along
at the top of your lungs to, your favourite songs
I can't stand it, tell me why
I live each day, wanting to die
Am I insane or just melodramatic
will I grow up okay or die as an
addict
to my - self deprication
my fears and insecurities
life is long so what is wrong
with wanting something more than these
voices in my brain
they tell me things aren't great
but all I see is people
I could never hate
to my self inequities
they've got me on my hands and knees
I'm thinking that it's all too hard
they say that you should not play cards
with satan, cause he'll deal you an awful hand
well did I ever tell you
that -I'm-a-desperate-man-
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Yoko oh No!
03:07
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three boys from a small town
had a band that brought the house down
then a pretty girl came round
fell in love once with the low sounds
Three boys in the city
makin money singing songs what a pity
pretty girl came back round
fell in love twice brought the hold thing down
they called her yoko,
but it was john, who was really loco
played some shows in tokyo
then it was really all go go go go
johnny wrote the lyrics
though he was kinda shy
there was a darker edge to him
made his band mates cry
but it was all a secret
paul hadn't a clue
what his girl and best friend
after the show would do-ooh ou-ou
they called her yoko,
but it was john, who was really loco
played some shows in tokyo
then it was really all go go go go
ringo's still playin bars
paul went to study arts
john and yoko didn't married
was it worth all of the guilt you carried
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Gettin' down
03:16
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I'm so disappointed
with how I'm living these days
It feels like I've stopped trying
and I'm wasting away
I wake and think there's no reason
to get out of my bed
I wake up and think there's no end to
these kinds of thoughts inside my head
have i given up
so soon
I think it might just be too much
and I can't talk to you
And what about the status quo
Why should life be confined
to giving up most of your precious time
I don't wanna wake up and do something I hate
But what scares me more is that if I do
everyone, will tell me it's great
But i guess there's therapy in routine
there's no self love in sitting round
And what the fuck am I contributing
By always getting so down
Have I given up
So soon
I think it might just be too much
and I can't talk to you
And what about the fact we all die
What about the friends who are dead
never even made it to twenty years
and we'll never hear their voices again
I hear people preaching life is sacred
that everyone deserves a chance to survive
well if you wanna make a difference
Help someone fix their fucked up life
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The Hardest Goodbye
01:45
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I'm infatuated, with a shooting star
Not one to stick around, no she'll travel very fair and
I know when I must say goodbye
I'll tell her I'm fine, but I'll be telling a lie
Like the warmest breeze in the park in spring
in the grass where we sit - laugh, drink and sing
she's the tightening of skin, against you in bed
from a lover who would save you, from the voices in your head
And I know when, I must say goodbye
I will hear my heart break,
and I'll want to run and hide
she'll tell me it's okay
And she'll smile so big and bright
And I'll know, deep down,
she is right.
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My god,
it's never been this bad
I've never been this sad
After everything I had
For me to wind up in this state
I wish I had a little sense
to save up all those little cents
not be going hungry again
Oh I've,
Not said a word in days
The blinds are drawn as daylight fades
I didn't eat but man I played,
wrote a riff at 4 a.m.
I wish I had someone to show
all this new music that I wrote
about how I'm feeling so unhappy again
Cause I~
don't love myself like I should,
and I - don't - know -
if I honestly could
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Power Pop/Folk Punk from Ireland.
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