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Liar, Liar
04:04
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Liar, Liar
Our eyes are set on a new horizon,
But you tell us to say goodbye to it all,
And go about your plans.
And no children’s cries,
No island’s pain,
Would be enough,
For things to change.
Liar, Liar
It’s all I see,
I know your play; yeah, the little ace hidden up your sleeve,
When you talk we bleed,
And by the end you’re oh so full,
But you’re still so hungry,
For more control.
Who do we trust?
Where do we look?
To find the truth; that truth you took.
And once again, it’ll be you who says:
That he’s to blame and they’re to blame,
They all just want us dead.
Liar, Liar
It’s all I see,
I know your play; yeah, the little ace hidden up your sleeve,
When you talk we bleed,
And by the end you’re oh so full,
But you’re still so hungry,
For more control.
Liar, Liar
It’s all I see,
I know your play; yeah, the little ace hidden up your sleeve,
When you talk we bleed,
And by the end you’re oh so full,
But you’re still so hungry,
For more control.
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2. |
Yesterday Didn't Work
04:39
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Straight off the boat,
You left your home behind,
For a great escape and wonder what you’ll find.
You’ve heard of freedom and of peace and opportunity,
But your colors don’t fit,
So you really don’t get any of it for free
So who is pulling the strings now?
Splitting all of us up?
People blinded by fortune,
Don’t see the value in us.
What a nice little set up,
To profit from all the hurt,
And say it’s all for the best now,
But yesterday didn’t work
You barely afford to eat and keep your children safe,
Eighty hours a week and still you get the blame.
But how could a kid understand the world we battle in?
Don’t matter if they do, ‘cause they’re scared to grow up,
Hearing what we say
So who is pulling the strings now?
Splitting all of us up?
People blinded by fortune,
Don’t see the value in us.
What a nice little set up,
To profit from all the hurt,
And say it’s all for the best now,
But yesterday didn’t work
So who is pulling the strings now?
Splitting all of us up?
People blinded by fortune,
Don’t see the value in us.
What a nice little set up,
To profit from all the hurt,
And say it’s all for the best now,
But yesterday didn’t work
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3. |
Here I Stay
02:52
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Here I Stay
I would say I miss you,
But I know that’s not the truth,
Can’t you see I’m done giving all of my time to you?
No way I won’t; Come back to that,
I put my foot down ‘cause I know where I’m at
And here I stay
You always were so clumsy,
And you didn’t care what fell.
Just like when our communication dropped down into hell…
I don’t know what broke or fixed inside your barren mind,
But the things that you don’t tell me are what eat you from inside.
(Hold on just a minute I don’t think that’s very kind,
What about the times that you told all of those white lies?)
No way I won’t; Come back to that,
I put my foot down ‘cause I know where I’m at
And here I stay
Here I Stay.
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4. |
Good Enough
04:45
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Good Enough
Cover all your tracks; try to please them all.
The peace never last; play this way and you’re fated to fall.
Fated to fall,
Fated to fall
Maybe you’re wrong; don’t gotta be it all
Or take away the worst in you ‘cause then you’d hide the truth.
All that you are is all you need to be;
So throw all of your doubt away and never change a thing.
Let’s find kinder words for the faults we have.
All the things we do to calm down that voice in our heads,
Voice in our heads,
It’s all in our heads.
Maybe you’re wrong; don’t gotta be it all
Or take away the worst in you ‘cause then you’d hide the truth.
All that you are is all you need to be;
So throw all of your doubt away and never change a thing.
If I show you my worst and you show me yours,
I only hope it’s good enough.
If I give you my love and you give me yours,
I only hope it’s good enough.
Maybe you’re wrong; don’t gotta be it all
Or take away the worst in you ‘cause then you’d hide the truth.
All that you are is all you need to be;
So throw all of your doubt away and never change a thing.
If I show you my worst and you show me yours,
I only hope it’s good enough.
If I give you my love and you give me yours,
I only hope it’s good enough.
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5. |
Folie a Deux
04:05
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Folie à deux
Lovers lifting one another climbing to a world
Just like a dream,
But it takes more than getting there
To keep the stitches held up in their seam.
And time goes on too long to say,
That nothing will ever change.
Are we just caught up in a lie?
Do you really know me; and do I know you?
If we could see outside of ourselves,
Would we just call our love a Folie à deux?
And what would we do?
We are equally unhappy but we swear that there aren’t any problems…
And tempers and our temperaments keep stopping us from finding ways to solve them.
Are we just caught up in a lie?
Do you really know me; and do I know you?
If we could see outside of ourselves,
Would we just call our love a Folie à deux?
And what would we do?
Is anything here worth staying for?
Time goes on too long to say,
That nothing will ever change.
Are we just caught up in a lie?
Do you really know me; and do I know you?
If we could see outside of ourselves,
Would we just call our love a Folie à deux?
A madness of two.
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B.S.D.
04:06
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B.S.D.
Big Swinging Dick walks into the room the room to hunt some elephants,
Best in the room and it’s so clear to see.
He’s an alpha male—look—can’t you tell?
A fish catching cat made to sell,
And he didn’t stop at the “fuck you money.”
He’s drunk on cash with a high that never lasts,
Awake at night planning the next big score.
No time for love; it’s all he’s thinking of,
If you’re content why do you still want more?
Faced with a decision,
Cheaper to pollute and gain that paying to be clean,
He said, “Sold!” right when his phone began to ring,
With a wife on the other and her single nagging plea
“Come home; please just for the night,
And read a story to your son,
Asking for you again…
No money can replace the time that you spend.”
You’re drunk on cash with a high that never lasts,
Awake at night planning the next big score.
No time for love; it’s all you’re thinking of,
If you’re content why do you still want more?
You’re drunk on cash with a high that never lasts,
Awake at night planning the next big score.
No time for love; it’s all you’re thinking of,
If you’re content why do you still want more?
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7. |
The Sound
04:04
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The Sound
It’s dying, dying, a-no one shows,
Hey, where did all the people go when the good venues closed?
Move on, ya move on to something new,
Did you forget about the artists making things for you?
They stay up and they write their songs,
They’d never do it if they thought it was wrong.
And you need it to set you free,
From all the mundane little miseries
I hear the sound, sound, sound of it all
Ringing in my ears and off of the walls.
And it gets loud, loud and out of control,
But there’s still room for more,
Down the rabbit hole.
Don’t tell me to quit and get on with life.
I dare you go a week without your tunes; stuck on I-5.
Here in Tacoma and Seattle,
We sat by train tracks and sang to the sea before we stood,
Here on the stage where we felt it in the moment and knew we couldn’t stop it.
For heaven’s sake; don’t quit, keep singing ‘til the day you die.
And hear the sound, sound, sound of it all
Ringing in my ears and off of the walls.
And it gets loud, loud and out of control,
But there’s still room for more,
Down the rabbit hole.
But there’s still room for more,
Down the rabbit hole.
I hear the sound, sound, sound of it all
Ringing in my ears and off of the walls.
And it gets loud, loud and out of control,
But there’s still room for more,
Down the rabbit hole.
But there’s still room for more,
Down the rabbit hole.
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Cashing In Karma Seattle, Washington
Cashing In Karma is a high energy band from Tacoma, WA. Members: Jonny Barrett, Melvin Smith, Dave Bugg and Ben Mehrabian.
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