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a tree
Out back in the yard
Hopeless, bare and unaware
It's showing all it's scars
And that old tree
It's a little bit like me
Holding on for better days

Months come by and I
Been playin this waiting game
Not much more that I can do
Seems every day's the same
But today is that day
Bundle of joy to come

Maybe all of my time here on Earth's just a drop in the sea
But I'd give all of the gold that I have to know you're still with me
Maybe all of things are

led her

Come on, let's sit by the waters edge
Tell me what you miss again
It's been such a long ordeal
I'm fighting, fighting this pain
cll the winter

should've known what to do
Cuz in this darkness
I said who's to play the fool

Lady save your kids
Cuz they know not what they do
Things have gotten all

Put a snowflake on your cheek
Walk through Amsterdam or Edinburgh
And find a place to live
It's just a list of the things that I want to do
With you

way
I said no one could take your place
And if you get hurt (if you get hurt)
By the little things I say
I can put that smile back on your face

Playing Dead

Meat Puppets

Meat Puppets

1982

I'm dead, got nothing to lose
The biggest fucker around's gonna give himself
The blues trying to make trouble for a dead man
What's that, you're

I saw you, running round the interstate
Looking good, i must say
But did you know that you
Had no one to suffocate?
Pretty little two faced
Walking

silly
Kept askin' me how he got away with all them dealings
I replied I been goin' through this same things that he had
But that was a lie, could see

the town is all moved out to the city
And the ones who've stayed get a little chippy
But they're right I never came back as often as I said I'd do

Back in

boys dress
To impress wouldn't you agree?

Hey lady sitting next to me
I've got a real thing
That's very wrong with me
Woman let me out
I'm just an indie

right in a new BM
With all type a feature
I aint a preacher but do good
And good things will reach yuh
Small and meager haily focused
Like a true born

Two steps forward
Six steps back
Reckless to mean
And No covers to tact
I got my mind and the wrath of a Jit
She got a whole mind and the shit that

that
Bet you like shit rap
Let me surf your iPod
Riptide, RiFF RAFF
This is a banger
Never just bang her
Letting consensual shit just linger
No more

And the breadth of one human life
No ribbons, no starting guns sprinting around the sun
Man's quaint little race
The heaving contenders get one thing to say

the spot
Like you got the key and the lock
So at the end of the day
You'll be standing on top
Remember all that you are
Stand up to the things that you're

You can get your thrills out on the Surrey hills
If that's the kind of thing that floats your boat
If you can only find your spark outside when it's

to the sinners of the world
Here's to the ones that God ignored
We are the sinners of the world
We are the ones you can't ignore

This here has gone way too far

have enough time so instead
You default to these little biases
Which are determined by pattern

We're pattern recognition machines
Pattern recognition

Plague of isolation
This contagion's goin' round
Can't help but be a loner
Grab me by the throat and
Cut me like the loaf
That I am
Goodbye

Fear stands nowhere near me
By any means we became kings 
At times we my not have seen these things 

Speak things existence to fulfill our dreams

Fear stands nowhere near me
By any means we became kings 
At times we my not have seen these things 

Speak things existence to fulfill our dreams

a disgrace.
We'll take our chances, we're still holding on A little
bit damaged, but we're still strong So sorry things
aren't always nice and sweet more like