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Overextended
05:01
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“Overextended” (Rhodes)
Be what you want to be.
Make it up as you go along.
Write it down, act it out, or choose to sing this song.
Do what you want to do.
Promise yourself you won’t give up.
Close your eyes, take a breath, and drink from each and every cup.
Be what you want to be.
Make it up as you go along.
Write it down, act it out, or choose to sing this song.
Do what you want to do.
Promise yourself you won’t give up.
Close your eyes, take a breath, and drink from each and every cup.
Realize these days
are numbered short.
Recognize this mission
you must abort.
‘Cause the pain’s unbearable
And the feelings conflicted.
Take a moment for yourself
And recognize you’re overextended.
Be what you want to be.
Make it up as you go along.
Write it down, act it out, or choose to sing along (this song).
Do what you want to do.
Promise yourself you won’t give up.
Close your eyes, take a breath, and drink from each and every cup.
Realize these days
are numbered short.
Recognize this mission
you must abort.
‘Cause the pain’s unbearable
And the feelings conflicted.
Take a moment for yourself
And recognize you’re overextended.
‘Cause this life has much to offer
And the days are numbered short.
Put aside all your despair.
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Walk Through Walls
04:51
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“Walk Through Walls” (Shock)
Slow, honey.
Just put your hand in mine.
You’ll cross alone soon enough.
For now, just take your time.
La la la la la la la la…
You think I walk on water.
Girl, I would walk through walls for you.
I’m standing right behind you
To break the hardest falls for you.
And I’m trying to
Get home with you
The miles are cold.
I’m in line.
Keep searching
The signposts in your mind.
I only showed you the way, girl.
I won’t be far behind.
La la la la la la la la…
You think I walk on water.
Girl, I would walk through walls for you.
I’m standing right behind you
To take the hardest falls for you.
Still singing.
Still knowing every word.
I’ll sing along if you let me.
You’re still my little girl.
La la la la la la la la…
You think I walk on water.
Girl, I would walk through walls for you.
I’m standing right behind you
To take the hardest falls for you.
You think I walk on water.
Girl, I would walk through walls for you.
I’m standing right behind you…
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Spiders
03:16
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“Spiders” (Shock)
This town don’t hear a sound I make.
Don’t have the things I need.
Just spiders feeling more at home than me.
They’re used to what they see.
Tear down and build again a sweet thing.
The sky down here is soft against my face.
It lets me down with great ease.
To spell it out is only telling half the tale.
A failure is to fail.
Tear down and build again, again, again, again, again…
Spiders!
Feeling more at home than me.
The dealer keeps a 7 hiding in his sleeve.
He beats me every time,
But I go back for drinks and clever conversation.
Follow the sun out and then try to catch a ride.
This time I really tried.
This time I really tried.
Spiders!
Feeling more at home than me.
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True Chameleon
03:53
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"True Chameleon" (Shock)
Your eyes are looking in strange directions.
Got his hand on your knee, but you’re focused on me.
So, he’s no friend to me,
But he’s not the enemy.
You’re the one changing colors
Like a true chameleon.
Second time running on, you’re all washed out.
Throw your gift on the floor where your shirt should be.
Even when I find out where you’ve been
You were just blending in.
You’re the one changing colors
Like a true chameleon.
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5. |
Dinosaur III
03:46
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Instrumental
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Hot Water
03:57
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“Hot Water” (Shock/Rhodes)
Hot water...
The air is heavy in here
With revolution.
Your boy, he said you knew something,
But you don’t know or you would sing.
You got a sea shell on your ear.
Inside’s an ocean.
No fish to make you smarter.
Now we’re all swimming in your…
Hot water!
(Used to roll off my back…now it’s pulling my skin.)
You twit, go tweet and grandstand.
We’ll rise and await our chance.
Give up your bad intentions.
Have we not danced this dance before?
Pull me under.
Caught a lousy break.
The angels gather in here.
Divine collusion.
The devil is saying the same thing.
The other shoulder where he sings.
Got a sea shell on your ear.
To fuel delusion.
You called an angel while we watched
And asked for absolution.
Pull me under.
Caught a lousy break.
Hot water!
(Used to roll off my back…now it’s pulling my skin.)
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