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It's Too Late
03:28
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You packed your things today
Left to escape from stories in your head
I'm left here pondering in all the mess
With your last cigarette
Sixteen things across my floor
They're all tangled in lies
You can't even call to say goodbye
Whoa-oh
Wish you could see the truth before you have to go
Whoa-oh
You broke my little heart but you already know
Whoa-oh
When everything's gone wrong then what am I to do
Whoa-oh
I'm leaving too
I guess you wanted something else
I couldn't give to you anyway
All I want is just to hear you speak
Tell me you're OK
So many things unsaid in both our heads
That could have set things straight
Don't bother to call 'cause it's too late
Whoa-oh
Wish you could see the truth before you have to go
Whoa-oh
You broke my little heart but you already know
Whoa-oh
When everything's gone wrong then what am I to do
Whoa-oh
I'm leaving too
Jealousy will haunt your dreams
If you don't let a little sun shine in
On to the next you go
I'll try to fix this sorry state I'm in
I hope you found just what you want
Without me by your side
Alone in the end, at least I tried
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2. |
California Rain
03:25
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I don't belong in the glimmer of these streets
Far from home, losing everyone I meet
California rain, everybody feels so cold
California rain, no one has a thing to hold
I'm out of drinks, and out of anything to say
Disaffected minds without a glimpse of faith
California rain, everybody feels so cold
California rain, no one has a thing to hold
There's nothing left for us out here
One more day alone and I'll disappear
This place is nowhere
Spring is eternal
There's no hope, no hope, no hope for the lost ones
No hope
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Carry
03:29
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Hey, I know we had our fights
And just the other night
I met you on the corner, a misunderstanding
We mixed up all our times
And danced in different lines
I just want you to know that I'm still here
So, you've had enough of me
I'll let you leave me be
'Cause everybody needs some time on their own
But when life hurts too much
I know it sometimes does
I just want you to know that I'm still near
Carry your weight to me
We'll lift it off so that you can breathe
Carry your weight to me
I'll pick you up if you're on your knees
You don't need to know that I
Still have you on my mind
I don't need to see the objects
Of your wandering eyes
I just hope that you still feel
As special as you are
I'll never stop admiring your heart, so
Carry your weight to me
We'll lift it off so that you can breathe
Carry your weight to me
I'll pick you up if you're on your knees
Carry your, carry your
Carry it all to me, all to me, all to me
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4. |
Live Forever
03:20
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Wine lips and an acid tongue and we're up all night
Two shots, take another down till we feel all right
Stay awake till the sun is up, beating in your eyes
Once more, we can keep it going if you think that you might
Live forever, so careless and free
Whatever we wanted to be
Forever was once on my mind
We've run out of time
Stop quick, take a look around, everyone has left now
Dead broke and you're so alone and you don't know how
Some days I can feel it all slipping out so fast
Slow down, find another way, now I know I can't
Live forever, so careless and free
Whatever we wanted to be
Forever was once on my mind
We've run out of time
L-I-V-E-F-O-R-E-V-E-R
We've run out of time
Forever is fading
We've run out of time
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House Calls Edmonton, Alberta
Post-glam dirt pop. Debut EP 'Free Whatever' coming April 2019.
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