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Over It
03:54
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Carry me, I’m no stronger than before
My heart weighs me down
And every time I find an open door
It makes me turn around
Longing and remembrance
Have pierced my hands and feet
But oh, my God
Take off this bloody crown
I’m gonna be so over it
I’m gonna let it go
Carry me though I’m nothing but a chore
Lying on the ground
Swallowing pain, I can’t drink this anymore
Nor eat this death to which I’m bound
I will dwell in confidence
Not in self-defeat
But I’m taking off this bloody crown
Longing and remembrance
Have pierced my hands and feet
But oh, my God
Take off this bloody crown
I’m gonna be so over it
I’m gonna let it go
Over it
I’m gonna be so over it
I’m gonna be so over it
I’m gonna be so over it…
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Dancin'
02:20
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You dropped half your things
As you walked out the door
You’re straight out of luck
If you want them back
Don’t waste your time
Trying to settle the score
It’s more than a shame
If you’re keeping track
Oh, how it feels so good to be all alone
Oh, and if you summon up the gall
To come home
Your eyes were a pen
And your heart was a check
You wrote me a blank one
Then you took it back
You jumped out the ship
When you thought it would wreck
You start to drown
And you’re swimming back
Oh, how it feels so good to be all alone
Oh, and if you summon up the gall
To come home
You’ll see me dancing
See me dancing
Around the room
You tore out my heart
Like the draw of a gun
You shot me to pieces
But you stayed intact
You told me three words
But you meant not a one
You’ll never know love
But you’ll feel the lack
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3. |
Bolshevik Breakdown
04:39
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Enigmatic sulking in her eyes
Expecting me to sympathize
Like something so unhinging deep inside
Is waiting to be recognized
But I’m inclined towards apathy
Her pressing problem is plain to see
And now she won’t let it, won’t let it go
No she won’t let it, won’t let it go
Nothing was intended to be done
But simply I, the careless one
Who let the better of me get the night
And in the morning, so contrite
But now she’s clearly into me
Despite my growing antipathy
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4. |
St. Peter
03:44
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You know it ain’t me to blame
When St. Peter don't call your name
My baby don’t cry, my baby don’t pray
Share what’s inside or care what I say
She knows that I can’t get away
Give me something to feel
Like I have got control
If you’ve got some semblance of a soul
Gotta do what she say, do what she say
Cause she could give it, give it
Oh, she could give it all away
Spreading her lies and
Running her games
She don’t disguise the half of her shame
But I am chained by what she knows
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5. |
The Family Fortune
04:56
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Bidding farewell to all the
Things we took for granted
Oh, my soul
What I wouldn’t trade for the
Misfortune we’ve been handed
Oh, my soul
You and I will never let it go
It’s hard to break a heart
That’s turned to stone
Oh, where do we start
Now that it’s over, the war is won
The roots of our family tree
Have come undone
Oh, tell me my love
Tell me we’ll never drift apart
We’ll bury the family fortune
In our hearts
They trampled and burned the fields
Our fathers once had planted
Oh, my soul
And left us to tend an empty
House that's barely standing
Oh, my soul
You and I can never let it go
It’s hard to break a heart
That’s turned to stone
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