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I couldn’t listen I couldn’t speak
I couldn’t feel the undertow beneath my feet
I was swept away, I fell in deep
But I don’t expect you to believe
I wasn’t trying to live a lie
It wasn’t all about the steak and kidney pie
I have substance, I have feelings
But I don’t expect you to believe me
Progression, progression, progression
And I don’t expect you to believe me
Progression, progression, progression
And I don’t expect you to believe me
I couldn’t listen I couldn’t speak
I couldn’t feel the undertow beneath my feet
I was swept away, I fell in deep
But I don’t expect you to believe
I wasn’t trying to live a lie
It wasn’t all about the steak and kidney pie
I have substance, I have feelings
But I don’t expect you to believe me
Progression, progression, progression
And I don’t expect you to believe me
Progression, progression, progression
And I don’t expect you to believe me
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It's with sympathy I tell you
Everything must change
Packed my guitar and tone
Took the Macy Gray
Had suspicion for the longest time
Things were not quite right
Guess this is where I pay
In the back room
Your bodies tightly pressed
In the shadows
Drinking his caress
I can't be loved
Oooh
I can't be loved
(I Wish that I knew why)
I can't be loved
(Ahhh ahhhh)
I can't be loved
No no no
In my stark and swollen mind
I had to follow you
Imagination moved
to a darker side
If people have the power
To manifest their will
I not only took the pill
I drank the kool-aid
In a dark room
Your bodies tightly pressed
I watch your shadow
swallow his caress
I can't be loved
Oooh
I can't be loved
(I Wish that I knew why)
I can't be loved
(Ahhh ahhhh)
I can't be loved
No no no
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Me myself and I
by B.R Frazer ©2017
Caught the wave of a roiling sea
Sank deep below
All that I could see … were dead roses
Flew to heights on a lover’s high
Came crashing to the ground
All that I could hear was “it’s over”
I tell myself
There will be blue skies (ah, ah , ahhhhh)
Convince myself, I’ll be just fine
It’s always
Me, myself and I, driving alone dear
Me, myself, and I
Gettin’ high
I see myself in time, without a lover
If I could be myself then I
Might just try … to learn to fly
It’s not love that eludes my gaze
But the heartache
makes it hard to smile at passers by
If fate should grant me one last wish
Stars align for Cupid's
I'll close my eyes; don't catch me crying
Drink myself to sleep
& dream the good lie (ah, ah , ahhhhh)
Wake up to the sound
Of si- lence
It’s always
Me, myself and I, driving alone dear
Me, myself, and I, gettin’ high
I always see myself in time
without a lover
If I could be myself then I
Might just try … to learn to fly
Me, myself and I
It’s always me, myself, and I
Just me, myself and I
don’t know why
It’s always
Me, myself and I, driving alone dear
Me, myself, and I, gettin’ high
I always see myself in time
without a lover
If I could be myself then I
Might just try to learn to fly
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Boy,
I lived in your squalor
I lived in your shit
and all your places of shame
I breathed in your poison
swallowed your filth
played this ridiculous game
Boy,
I sat at your table
I took your abuse
you just spat in my face
you stole my data
My brand and my blood
until I was erased
when I resisted
you called me criminal
but truth ain't your ally
not even close, it ain't no friend at all
Paralyzed
Give me strength to go on
Paralyzed
Give me the power to stay strong
Boy
Ok, you've got it all
you've got money, power and control
Will you lead us away from the brink
Before we start to fall
Boy
Are you wise enough to see the truth as it slaps your face
Foolishly you put commerce ahead of the whole human race
when we resist
you call us criminal
but the truth ain't your friend
And you've got no friends at all
Paralyzed, Paralyzed
Paralyzed
Give me strength to go on
Paralyzed
Give me the power to stay strong
Paralyzed
10 billion people caught in the fray
Paralyzed
In the blink of an eye
our existence melts away
our existence melts away
Paralyzed
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8 am, another gorgeous day to lose my mind
I slip into the fray each day about this time
I got a message that the ‘crème’ would like to chat my ass
Is this a flashing neon sign?
I lost my, I lost my,
I lost my Way today
I got my, I got my, I got my
Pink ticket to burn my life away
Oh, Oh, break the news, I got to
Oh. Oh, tell the blues, they have to
Oh, oh, give Dad his shoes he’ll get a laugh
Oh, oh, I lost my, I lost my
Gutless little pricks
They slit my throat over a skype session you know
It just amazes me how little grit they have
It left me blinded, dug the funk
It ripped me into pieces
I can’t begin to say
How deep in hell I am
I lost my, I lost my,
I lost my way today
I got my, I got my, I got my
Pink ticket to burn my life away
Oh, Oh, break the news, I got to
Oh. Oh, tell the blues, they have to
Oh, oh, give Dad his shoes he’ll get a laugh
Oh, oh, I lost my, I lost my
Oh, Oh, break the news, I got to
Oh. Oh, tell the blues, they have to
Oh, oh, give Dad his shoes he’ll get a laugh
Oh, oh, I lost my, I lost my
Job
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Somewhere not that long ago
When I felt far too low
I gave up on myself
Somehow all that I held dear
Up and somehow disappeared
‘least that’s how I felt
The pieces scattered all around
So lost until I found
The one thing that kept me breathing
Oxygen, you are my oxygen
And I can’t feel a thing
Unless you’re near me
Oxygen, the air that I breathe in
You’re the life, the love, and power within me
I’ve been erased before
Written but crossed out
And left believing I was nothing
Despondent, feeling neutralized
A stain wiped from the table
Not worth discussing
No power to change my point of view
No air to pump me up
Cause what I needed, I needed was
Oxygen, you are my oxygen
And I can’t feel a thing
Unless you’re near me
Oxygen, the air that I breathe in
You’re the life, the love, and power within me
Oxygen, you are my oxygen
And I can’t feel a thing
Unless you’re near me
Oxygen, the air that I breathe in
You’re the life, the love, and power within me
Oxygen
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I couldn’t listen I couldn’t speak
I couldn’t feel the undertow beneath my feet
I was swept away, I fell in deep
But I don’t expect you to believe
I wasn’t trying to live a lie
It wasn’t all about the steak and kidney pie
I have substance, I have feelings
But I don’t expect you to believe me
Progression, progression, progression
And I don’t expect you to believe me
Progression, progression, progression
And I don’t expect you to believe me
I couldn’t listen I couldn’t speak
I couldn’t feel the undertow beneath my feet
I was swept away, I fell in deep
But I don’t expect you to believe
I wasn’t trying to live a lie
It wasn’t all about the steak and kidney pie
I have substance, I have feelings
But I don’t expect you to believe me
Progression, progression, progression
And I don’t expect you to believe me
Progression, progression, progression
And I don’t expect you to believe me
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A collection of Church of Trees remixes from Rob Stuart (Slave to the Squarewave), Paragon Cause, and Rob Preuss (Spoons/Honeymoon Suite)
