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We're living in a land of lies.
The best new ad campaign to catch your eyes.
Conceived to stir in you those longing sighs.
Whatever it will take to get the buys.
I'm not the Marlboro Man.
I'm only who I am.
But I'm doing what I can for you.
He agrees to give you paradise.
If you will pay suggested retail price.
Fantasies in every shape and size.
The winner's he who has the most when he dies.
I'm not the Marlboro Man.
I'm only who I am.
But I'm doing what I can for you.
Don't you know it's all a pack of lies?
The whos, the whats, the wheres, the whens, hows and whys.
And I don't even take my own advice.
I'm sucker once and then I'm sucker twice.
I'm not the Marlboro Man.
I'm only who I am.
But I'm doing what I can for you.
No, I'm not a Pepsi can.
I'm only what I am.
And I'm doing what I can for you.
No extended service plan.
I'm only what I am.
And I'm doing all I can for you.
For you.
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Expeditus
04:19
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Expeditus,
Standing in the corner of
This dark and lonely place.
He seized the day,
He stopped the murder and
He’s got a smile upon his face.
And it’s been such a long time
and it’s been one of those days
and it’s been as much as you can handle
and it’s been one of those days
Without a past.
Without a future.
Today is all he’s ever known.
His singularity
Gets complicated
The moment the moment’s flown.
And it’s been such a long time
and it’s been one of those days
and it’s been as much you can handle
and it’s been one of those days
And though he stands
Almost for Ever
Upon that craven bird
He knows yesterday
Was once tomorrow and
He won’t say another word.
'Cause it’s been such a long time
and it’s been one of those days
and it’s been almost more than you can handle
and it’s been another one of those days
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Cemetery King
04:28
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There’s a man you know
You’ve met him many times.
Ringside in every war
And in the minstrel’s rhymes.
Yet he surprises you again and again,
He’s just the enemy disguising as your friend.
Pursuing victory until he stands alone,
And in his empty keep he’ll sit upon his throne,
Reigning over everyone and everything,
Because he wants to be
The Cemetery King
When night falls everywhere
And the band begins to play.
All stand to raise a toast
To Mr. Saturday.
A sea of shining faces, misery below.
And Baron Nobody pretending as a crow.
Pursuing history until it happens soon,
In his forsaken keep, the Shadow of the Moon,
Holding it over everyone and everything,
For he desires to be
The Cemetery King
The lie of loneliness
He’ll visit upon you
Then stare you in the eye
As if his words were true.
Wherever cards may fall,
The Tower is struck down
Though he still plays the Fool
Beneath that broken crown.
Pursuing emptiness until The Day is done,
And in his hollow keep he’ll be the Lonely One,
Lording it over everyone and everything,
Because he aspires to be
The Cemetery King
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4. |
anonymous
04:28
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5. |
I Might Find
05:28
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I've been walking around this city's streets, babe
And wondering what you mean to me.
And all my friends say that they know it.
They say it's obvious to see.
Chorus:
And if this romance thing works out, babe,
The way that I'm hoping that it's going to,
I might find my life takes a new direction
And I might find I've fallen in love with you.
And I'm having trouble finding words, babe.
I'm having trouble trying to find my heart.
I've been adding one and one in circles
And I'm afraid I've forgotten where to start.
Chorus
And I'm so close to losing hope, babe,
I need to buy a GPS
I'm feeling stranded on an island.
I'm sending out an S.O.S.
Chorus
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6. |
Here and There
05:09
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7. |
Promise
05:21
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I made a promise to myself.
There was no one else to hear.
I made a wish that I will never speak.
And I am bound. And I am free.
I made a promise.
I saw the sun ten thousand days.
I saw the moon and falling stars.
All along, those words rang true.
Although I held them deep within.
I kept my promise.
I dreamt of you again last night.
And you said everything again.
But I knew that it was just a dream.
My own freedom none can ever give.
Just a promise.
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8. |
Day in the Sun
03:10
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Well, I’ve been breaking down
breaking down
breaking down the sun.
And I’ve been looking for
looking for
looking for someone.
And I’ve been singing it
singing it
singing it for fun.
And I’ve been looking for
looking for
A day in the sun.
Day in the sun.
Day in the sun.
Well, I’ve been trying it
trying it
trying it for years.
And I’ve been running from
running from
running from my fears.
And I’ve been fighting back
fighting back
fighting back the tears.
Because I’m looking for
looking for
A day in the sun.
Day in the sun.
Day in the sun.
Well, now, I can’t afford
I can’t afford
to live a fantasy.
And I will only be
I’ll only be
I’ll be what I will be.
So, if you’re meeting me
you’re meeting me.
Believe you’re meeting me.
But know I’m looking for
looking for
A day in the sun.
Day in the sun.
Day in the sun.
Well, I’ve been thinking back
thinking back
on what I’ve said and done.
And I’ve been living life
living life
living on the run.
And I’ve been taking days
I’m taking days
I take them one by one.
Because I’m looking for
looking for
that day in the sun.
Day in the sun.
Day in the sun.
Day in the sun.
Day in the sun.
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9. |
Do It Again
04:06
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Do It Again (Shoop Shoop)
The Rainbow colors of your new Carpe Diem
Never matched your Crème Brulee.
And so you dove into Lake Sacagawea
And you spent Tomorrow on Today.
Shoop Shoop
Do it again.
The Cameras love you.
Let’s do it again.
Shoop Shoop
Do it again.
They all love you.
Let’s do it again.
The reinvention of your public persona
Didn’t come a moment too soon.
You took the First Plane out to California
Underneath that Glitterati Moon.
You’re not a Stranger now.
You can’t hide anything.
And yet it’s just so strange:
It should change everything
But still it’s all just the Same.
They still believe in Change.
No need to worry about Overexposure.
This is your day in the sun.
Just smile a Million like there’s no Competition.
They all know that you’re still The One.
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10. |
What I Left Behind
03:35
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There’s a candle burning on a windowsill.
And there’s a city shining on a lonely hill.
And there’s a mirror in a grotto arabesque.
And there’s a raven perching on my writing desk.
And they’re all the same to me.
They’re what I left behind when you cut me free.
There’s a glistening dew upon the morning grass.
And there’s a sunbeam coming from the looking glass.
And there’s an ancient oak that gives its shade at noon.
And there’s a cloudy sky beneath a quarter moon.
But they’re all the same to me.
They’re what I left behind when you cut me free.
There’s a winter whisper falling like the snow.
And there’s a thunder clap echoing below.
And there’s a history book where I once wrote your name.
And there’s a thousand things that I count all the same.
Because they’re all the same to me.
They’re what I left behind when you cut me free.
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11. |
Finish Breaking Me
03:12
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Right here
You left me standing
So cold and lonely
That dark night long ago
This tear
Won’t finish falling
Into emptiness
That you will never know
Finish breaking me.
Finish breaking me.
Down.
Bright eyes
And any meaning
A faded memory
That I keep hid away.
Those lies
Time isn’t healing
And in the midnight
Continue to this day.
One night
I finished counting
Passed the million mark
And still you weren’t there
You’re right
I’m only dreaming
You left with ease
When morning filled the air.
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12. |
All of My Love
05:06
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If I could be right here forever
And stave off this passage of time
Perfect in my transformation
Heedless of all that was mine
Beyond that receding horizon
Infinity below and above
Nothing I could do
Could ever change you
Not even all of my love.
CHORUS:
All of my love
All of my love
My every word is still true
All of my love
All of my love
I gave it all unto you
I tore the most salient pages
From all of the books that I read
Bound them into my own title
Hoping you’d read what it said
And although it should have spoke volumes
Somehow the words disappear
So all that it said
Means nothing instead
Not even the ones you can hear
There is of course no perfection
I could find flaw in God’s eye
Words are a mournful illusion
Just barely worth it to try
But if there is an eternal
It’s somewhere in me for you
I’d be most blessed
If my love were best
And your love for me would come true.
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Some Metry Guy New Orleans, Louisiana
I'm a guy from Metry.
These are some songs I wrote.
I hope you like them.
Have a great day and thanks for stopping by.
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