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Gunshots & Gardening
02:50
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Vampires On TV
02:32
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A Different Me
02:24
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All these girls have things I'll want but I'll never have
This whole world has things I'll want but I'll never have
I try to tell myself I'm older and over these adolescent things
But when it comes down to it, I take right to it
I always want a different me
Long gold chains, exotic hair, walk just like they walk on air
In the movies and magazines, how can they possibly like me
Every mirror tells me I'm rather boring
When I talk I swear I hear people snoring
I want a different me
Got a boy who thinks I'm awfully special
Even when I'm absolutely awfully difficult
Sometimes we need a better half to help us see
You can want all you want all you want but you'll never ever need
Another way shape or form
A different me
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4. |
Now I Know
03:08
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Used to be these walls knew what to say
Every hall always led me straight
Now it seems they’ve given out the wrong name
I know now, I know now
‘Cause I’ve been having
Conversations with myself
Thinking I’ve been missing somebody else
A ghost, is all I’m hanging onto
I’m just a little silhouette of what I do
And everybody’s seeing through
The veil that I’ve been hiding under
And now I know, now I know
Used to be I could love you just because
I’d look around and only see us
Now it seems that for you it never was
I know now, I know now
‘Cause I’ve been having
Conversations with myself
Thinking I’ve been missing somebody else
A ghost, is all I’m hanging onto
I’m just a little silhouette of what I do
And everybody’s seeing through
The veil that I’ve been hiding under
But now I’m taking over
Dying to put this to bed
Not a doubt in my head
‘Cause I’m feeling again
‘Cause I’ve been having
Conversations with myself
Thinking I’ve been missing somebody else
I’m just a little silhouette of what I do
And everybody’s seeing through
The veil that I’ve been hiding under
I’ve been having
Conversations with myself
Thinking I’ve been missing somebody else
I’m a silhouette of what I do
And everybody’s seeing through
The veil that I’ve been hiding under
And now I know, now I know
© 2009 Houser/Dickherber
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5. |
Buried My Heart
03:07
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He said, “let your hair down
And grow with me
I’m not a man of water and sand”
I buried my heart in his hands
My heels dug in deep
As I rushed through winter’s sleep
The cold couldn’t reach me while I ran
I buried my heart in his hands
The hourglass moved its sand
And I was left where I stand
The water ran dry
Even from my weary eyes
I am still, I am where I began
I buried my heart in his hands
© S. Houser
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