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Hold Your Head Up
03:06
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Too many days on my back
And too many nights like that
I try to react to life all around me
Whiskey and gin come to my aid again
And truthfully I didn’t listen
When somebody told me
Hold your head up
When you are aching for love
You’re gonna find it for sure
You’re gonna find it I know
Told a girl that I loved her
She gave no answer
I tried hard to romance her
But I was no dancer
Oh, mercy me why’d I set my heart free?
Truthfully I didn’t bother
When somebody offered
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Minefields
03:36
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Our heels might trip through the minefields
Left in our heads from things that we said
But I am determined to hold on to the things that you did wrong
I won’t forget
And I could tell you
All the things that rot my heart
But where would I start?
And I’d forgive you
But I’d have to ask of you
Can you forgive me too?
And that I won’t do
I know, it’s a battle of egos
And maybe I’ll win if I don’t give an inch
So I will deny that I knew you
Though maybe I’ll trip through some mines of my own
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Kingdom
02:00
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I took a walk to the market
I took a walk down the street
Nobody was smiling
And no smiles from me
And though I lived in the kingdom
It wasn’t living in me
I took a walk to the stables
I walked down by the stream
I listened to the fables
Were the morals for me?
Cause I’d cut the cables
But was I living free?
Then I saw the mountain
Looking at me
I tried to deny it
It wouldn’t let me be
I only can defy it
But will it deny me?
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Blood
03:10
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Took a fall and broke my body
Hung my head the hand of God pressing on me
Laid my bones on the bed
The lights went out in my head
The blood still flows in morning
Spoke my mind, too many words
Failed to move too many times
Laid my hands on the drums
Spoke with my limbs, held my tongue
Taught my hands to sing and shout
Clench my fists pound the passion out
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Like Fools Do
04:14
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Oh my love,
What are you trying to prove?
Showing me your blood
Showing me you’re bruised
You say that nothing hurts like the truth
So that’s what I’ll use
For the record
I never loved you
Like fools do
You wanted big love
Well, I tried
I just couldn’t work it up
Inside
When I said I couldn’t get enough
I lied
I think you saw it
In my eyes
See, I love me
More than I love you
And that’s the truth
Now I don’t care if you bleed
I don’t care if you’re blue
Cause that’s what my love
Will do to you
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Fight
03:48
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I can no longer speak my mind
If I buy the thoughts of the times
I try not the eat the lie
But sometimes it comes in such clever disguise
Stand up, raise your voice
Cause sometimes you gotta fight
Sometimes you gotta make some noise
Sometimes there’s just no other choice
People, what do you see?
People, what do you believe?
When the devil comes knocking do you wash his feet?
If that rings a bell then you’re just like me
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Ask Anyone
04:50
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Where is my baby now?
Closed my eyes, and she slipped out
She left no sight, no sound
Brought no guilt to bring her down
Ask anyone
She threw herself to the sun
Did she go to the hills
And find her rest above my will?
No more memories to kill
Let avalanches be her fill
She walks a path that none can follow
Did she go to the sea
And let the waves carry her from me?
Or was she drawn underneath
To the depth where no light can reach?
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Los Angeles
03:22
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Oh, what a night, this nine-hour drive
To leave this state where I can’t relate
My eyes are tired but I will stay wired
On caffeine and hate, I can’t wait
When morning arrives you’ll be far behind
Los Angeles I couldn’t miss you less
As I am on my way
Line after line, arrives in my eyes
And fades into black; I’m not going back.
And this is a lie:
Problems will die, when left behind
When morning arrives I’ll have a new life
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No Sorrow
04:41
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Hold my hand
Don’t make me walk alone
Through this lonely town of shadow
Where I need you’re light and your warmth
To hold me ‘til I know no sorrow
But you break my heart
Still I get stuck on you
And I’ve learned on this long road
That giving grace takes being bold
And I hope for tomorrow
No sorrow
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Alex Paul New York, New York
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