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vanishing in my head

i´ll go by
and you will hold my hand stronger
and i´ll sense your hand going lighter
you´ll become low-tide
on the beach of death
while

Fools Rush In

Matt Monro

Alternate Monro

And here am I
Throwing caution to the wind

Fools rush in where angels fear to tread
And so I come to you, my love, my heart above my head.
Though I see

every word
Singing, come on world
Do your worst

There's whispers in the shadows
There's voices in the wall
There's a song in my head
That's too loud

"There Is This Thing Called Music"

There is this thing called music
That keeps playing in my head
It grooves, it moves
And it damn well soothes
It's

How Cold Hearted Can You Get

Hank Thompson

A Six Pack to Go [Bear Family]

2008

And you have really fluffed me off

You're giving me the blame
You ought to hang your head in shame
Now we're parted
How cold hearted can you get?

a winner.
Maybe, my cries are in vain.
I'm a fool, I'm a king of nothing.

Passing by empty streets,
You'll hear me. I sing like a broken glass.
Don't hurry

On the side
Of a stage in New York

I was put 
In a cab
By a bar 
Manager
In Florida 

That’s why I don’t drink anymore
That’s why I don’t drink anymore

I

are.

Kids ground me.
Allow me.
To walk free.
Fly.
Head in the sky.
Switch easily.
God’s please me.

Galaxy’s away.
Long and short waves.
My voice

I'm having dreams
I'm being chased down by voices
And they're telling me
What's right and wrong in many choices
My mind feels numb
My eyes burn from

Beat me with the pages I've written
Hurt me 'cause the message is hidden
You said I'd lost my voice
That I would have no choice
Left me in exile

And I scream louder than the voices in my head

Moving on with no regrets
I can forgive, but I can't forget
I'm the one who's stronger now
Moving on with

Why does beef stew always sound so good
In those long ass books written by sad white men?
And why does fairy land involve some master plan
To gain

Walking this off
Just out of your car
Look up at the stars
Your windows are fogged

Hop in my blue Jeep
I'll take you down the street
We'll park by

walkin' in my head
fuck the bitches, hoes that left us in the dark, yeah
led me in the dark, yeah, left me in the dark, yeah

Voices, voices on repeat

ask for my advice
The voices tend to lie
I'm so compromised
Been living too many lives
Don't ask for my advice
The voices tend to lie
If all is fair in

Abusing fairy dust
Addicted to the trust
And I'm getting even higher
By the hour think I'm stuck

Silence lightning struck
Appreciate my luck

the days down
Tryna hold my head cause the penitentiary ain't no playground
I'm dyin in here and I don't know how you stay down
In the shootin range twice

Yeah
Wheezy out of here

The dash, a digi', the schedule busy
My head in a hoodie, my shorty a goodie
My cousins are crazy, my cousins like

your choking on your lungs and fucking cough them up
I don't remember anything I'm going fucking crazy
Hearing all these voices in my fucking brain
Tell

Relapse. Fall back time again
Whispers echo in my head
Will I sleep tonight?
Leave it all behind?
Relapse. Relapsing again
I'm not strong enough

Away in a Manger

George Shearing

An NPR Jazz Christmas with Marian McPartland and Friends

1997

Away in a manger, no crib for his bed,
The little Lord Jesus laid down his Sweet head.
The stars in the bright sky looked down where he lay,

passports
Ass stay up in airports
Black man still gettin' no support
Compensation we ain't seein'
Split by Europeans
Damn treated less than human beings

a poison cancer Up steps I found in the woods, above trees into moon lit skies,  A flare melts off my balls, as ordered by my secrete fairy dancers Blood

of myself, she said
Hanging on by just a thread again
And I don't really wanna spend the day in bed
But lying in your arms protects me from my head
From my