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You dream to waste too long, been counting on those you knew as friends. Just
to see them turn and plot and fall before you. The sacrifice of life for them
you'd make but now you know as lies, just replace yourself with those who feel
the same way that you do. When you think that life has done you wrong, pushed
you down enough, don't shake your head and say o.k. Because if you think my
life is yours to wrong-then call me on my bluff, and you'll turn and run away.
The pain behind my eyes was recognized from the time you came to me. But
cigarettes can cloud my mind fo
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It's a tiny town, you can hang around with me
It's a tiny town, and ev'rybody knows what you been doin'
So don't you mess around, 'cause it's a tiny town,
Teeny weeny town, tiny town, tiny town
And ev'ry little town, if you look around
Is a tiny town, tiny town, tiny town
Be careful my darlin'
What you say and do
The shit that you make
Comes right back to you
And the whole wide world is a tiny town
Full of tiny ideas
With each tiny heart pumpin' up and down
Come be tiny with me
Such a tiny town, but we have trouble livin' with each other
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I,
Love to love you,
I,
Love to love you ,
Some boys are full of noise,
But boy you've caught my ear,
Wanna see if you've got something to say.
No lies or alibis
The nonsense stops here ,
Be my friend you can be on your way.
Play it smart boy,
(Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna do?)
If you wanna reach me,
Touch my heart boy,
(Whatcha gonna do? Whatcha gonna do?)
Cuz that's how to please me...
What you want,
I can be,
I'm the girl of your fantasy,
As long as you love me
(As long as you love me)
What you want
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[i'm not sure about most of the lyrics to this one, it shouldn't be too
hard to find the correct ones at a Connelly homepage or something]
the sound of secrets
and faith falling
speared ammended
uninvited driving game
it falls the bloodshed play
stowaways can taunt the air
their arms revolving in clockfaced stare
fight the force so claimed against your farenheits
your bills walked out with the strange surprise
cold and fractured against your lies
shattered hand britches are underhand
destroying asylums on the sand
you want to be alive when it happens
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