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What's Your Soldier Made Of?
Holding out hope, but where are you?
Too tired to put my arms around....like a crumpled paper doll
Lift coal-black eyes from this burning wall.
You're twitching 'round this tiny town like a church on fire.
Na na na what's your soldier made of?
Knock me down, take a shot, and tell me what you see.
Aint no future and no yesterday. All we got is gonna fade away.
Waiting here for your time to come. but maybe it won't come at all.
Have you ever thought that far?
These solid walls, they could never hold you.
You're twitching 'round this tiny town, there's no sitting down,
when you're a church on fire.
Na na na what's your soldier made of?
Knock me down, take a shot, and tell me what you see.
Aint no future and no yesterday. All we got is gonna fade away.
Holding on like a caged gorilla.
You lost your faith, but is that all that makes you go?
All we got is the moment now. Give it away, you'll lose it anyhow.
Hope is the grand illusion
Hope is just a way of losin' sight of what's right in front of you.
So let the light inside your heart...let it shine on you.
Na na na what's your soldier made of?
Knock me down, take a shot, and tell me what you see.
Aint no future and no yesterday. All we got is gonna fade away.
Like a sparrow at broken window...
see's it's face in the reflection and it starts to sing
Na Na Na.....
...Lift coal black eyes from this burning wall...
You're twitching 'round this tiny town like a church on fire
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Poppy
03:16
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Poppy
I see your face in the perfect sand.
And with a kiss, I know I'm losing my way.
I get a feeling I just can't explain...
I'll be your candle in the pouring rain.
She take the one and left the chump behind.
She left her heart on Hollywood & Baker.
You call her "Poppy" but it's just a name...
I'll be your candle in the pouring rain.
La La La La La La La
She take the one and left the chump behind.
She left her heart on Hollywood & Baker.
You call her "Poppy" but it's not her name
We did it all, but was it all in vain?
La La La La La La La
I see your face in the perfect sand.
And with a kiss, I know I'm losing my way.
I get a feeling I just can't explain...
I'll be your candle in the pouring rain.
La La La La La La La
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Put Me In The Ground
03:54
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Put Me In The Ground
Oh Lord, put me in the ground.
Take me to the graveyard in the heart of town,
I said...Oh Lord, put me in the ground.
I never had a heartache quite like this.
I get a chill, when I climb up that hill.
I get a chill, when I think of you still,
way down inside the broken heart of me.
I had a heart, but it fell apart.
It fell apart, with your hand on my heart.
And now I'm broken like a wheel on a pillory.
Oh Lord, put me in the ground.
Take me to the graveyard in the heart of town,
I say...Oh Lord, put me in the ground.
I never had a heartache quite like this.
I get a chill, when I climb up that hill.
I get a chill, when I think of you still,
way down inside the broken heart of me.
I holler now!
Oh Lord, put me in the ground.
Take me to the graveyard in the heart of town,
I say...Oh Lord, put me in the ground.
I never had a heartache quite like this.
I get a chill, when I climb up that hill.
I get a chill, when I think of you still,
way down inside the broken heart of me.
I had a heart, but it fell apart.
It fell apart, with your hand on my heart.
And now I'm broken like a wheel on a pillory...
I said now!...
Oh Lord, put me in the ground.
Take me to the graveyard in the heart of town,
I say...Oh Lord, put me in the ground.
I never had a heartache quite like this.
Oh Lord, put me in the ground.
Take me to the graveyard in the heart of town,
I say...Oh Lord, put me in the ground.
I never had a heartache quite like this.......
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Right In Front Of You
03:06
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Right In Front Of You
Just below the surface, there lies no self control.
But if you squint your eyes, there's a ray of sunshine,
peaking through the rafters, just above the hole.
I watch them search the trees, and I die here laughing..
The pressure's on it's getting hotter
They search the trees down by the water.
And they won't stop until they've caught her....
but I'm right here in front of you.
I know the local jailer, she's got no self control.
She leads a life of quiet desperation...
The pressure's on it's getting hotter
They search the trees down by the water.
And they won't stop until they've caught her....
but I'm right here in front of you...yeah
The cops asleep, or getting wasted.
They start with whiskey and they chased it.
I want my freedom I can taste it.
But I'm a half a mile away.
I know the local jailer, she's got no self control.
She leads a life of quiet desperation.
Peaking through the rafters, just above the hole.
I watch them search the trees, and I die here laughing..
The pressure's on it's getting hotter
They search the trees down by the water.
And they won't stop until they've caught her....
but I'm right here in front of you...yeah
The cops asleep, or getting wasted.
They start with whiskey and they chased it.
I want my freedom I can taste it.
But I'm a half a mile away.
The pressure's on it's getting hotter
They search the trees down by the water.
And they won't stop until they've caught her....
but I'm right here in front of you.
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Shine
04:27
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Shine
Stolen, like a flame that's golden, holdin' onto will, while you kill the flame that's in your heart.
Wounded, in the gilded room hid, letters to the world and to the paper moon you tore apart.
Wait til the mornin' finds you.
Wait til it's all behind you...
Shine, show me what is real.
Let us take your mind, while you take back what you steal.
Come on let it shine. Get your hands up off the wheel.
Oh no not again... Ya' know I'm on the mend, and I can't pretend
that I feel so lost and miserable everyday.
Hold out, when you're feeling sold out.
Holdin on to will, try to kill the thrill that's in your mind.
Wounded, in the gilded room hid...
letters to the girl and to the paper moon you left behind
Wait til the mornin' finds you.
Wait til it's all behind you...
Shine, show me what is real.
Let us take your mind, while you take back what you steal.
Come on let it shine. Get your hands up off the wheel.
Oh no not again... Ya' know I'm on the mend, and I can't pretend
that I feel so lost and miserable everyday.
Waking up this shuttered room. Pasting up a broken tune.
Pulling from a painted heart...
Nothin' can be different,
the moment that you're livin' in is just the perfect place to start.
Wait til the mornin' finds you.
Wait til it's all behind you...
Come on let Shine, show me what is real.
Let us take your mind, while you take back what you steal.
Come on let it shine. Get your hands up off the wheel.
Oh no not again... Ya' know I'm on the mend, and I can't pretend
that I feel so lost and miserable.
Come on let it Shine, show me what is real.
Let us take your mind, while you take back what you steal.
Oh no let it shine...How does it make you feel?
Not that song again....la la la
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