1. |
I Will Die
00:22
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I will die, I will die
It'll be alright
Mom will cry, Dad will cry, but who cares right?
I will die
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2. |
Tokyo
03:01
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I dream to be across the sea.
I long to go and rest my soul.
Rid my head of all this dread.
Watch all the people walkin' around.
Hear 'em talking, but don't know what about.
I never feel down when I'm in town.
Tokyo
I'll go whenever, it don't matter the season
I'll go whenever, I don't need a reason
Cause Kanto love is what I'm needing
Feels like I'm dreaming, but I'm not dozing
We go out when the stores are closing
We'll have a blast, come on let's go
Tokyo
I need to get away
Cause everything feels wrong
I need to find a place
Where I belong
Tokyo
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3. |
Last Song
01:06
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4. |
Heavy Head
00:47
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What ya doing in bed?
Lift your heavy head
It's a rainy night in Shibuya
Another rainy night in Shibuya
Yeah life sucks
but you'll get over it
I thought you knew I'm a piece of shit
Thought everyone knew I'm a piece of shit
I feel it coming
You feel like running
Changing of seasons
You've got your reason
Leading to heartache
More than you can take
Everything's falling
Everything crumbles down
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5. |
Best Friend
01:11
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You're my best friend
and I miss you so
I wrote this song just to let you know
That you're the best friend
that I ever had
I love you more
Than Mom and Dad
You're my best friend
and I miss you so
I wrote this song just to let you know
That it ain't been the same since you been gone
but your memories are living on.
Oh you're my best friend
and I miss you so
I wrote this song just to let you know
Oh yeah I wrote it down just to let you know
I wrote it down, wrote it down, just to let you know
I wrote it, wrote it, wrote it, wrote it, just to let you know
That you're my best friend
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6. |
New York City
02:19
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Walk around the streets all day
Got no money, but that's okay
Cause I got myself and I got you
And we got plenty of things to do in
New York City
I smell the smells and see the sights
I walk around the parks at night
And nobody bothers me, but that's okay
Cause I'll be buried in a grave in
New York City
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7. |
He Don't Love You
01:47
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Come on girl look me in the eye
Do you believe his lies?
Come on girl don't be a fool
He don't love you
All those nights he left you alone
Crying next to your telephone
Come on girl don't be a fool
He don't love you
Oh boy won't you shut your mouth
You don't know what you're talking about
Yeah he may not be sweet
but he does love me
He don't love you
(He does love me)
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8. |
Folk
01:50
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I been walking down this road
For how long, no one knows
Been tryin to find a home
Somewhere I can rest these bones
Sitting on a pile of ash
Counting up all my cash
Gotta get somewhere fast
Somewhere I can smell the grass
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9. |
Manson Girl
01:16
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I need someone like a Manson girl
To have some fun and rule the world
Shoot some guns and burn bibles
Stare at the sun and kill idols
I wanna be your Jim Jones man
Take you to exotic lands
Do whatever, whatever I can
Drink the punch hand in hand
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10. |
Dreamboat
01:38
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You're such a dreamboat
I hope you know
Actually I don't
Cause I want you for my own
You're such a babe
It's such a shame
No one treats you right,
Well maybe I can be that guy
You're such a dreamboat
You're such a cutie
I'll make it my duty
To get you coffee
Or whatever you want
You're the girl of my dreams
I know it's obscene
But I'm oh so keen for you
You're such a dreamboat
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11. |
Mistakes I've Made
02:48
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Mistakes I've made
Everlasting in my brain
Opportunities that I chose to take
And your face will
Haunt me to my grave
That sunset we saw in late May
But who's to say
That this ain't the better way
The sun's still rising everyday
Mistakes I've made
Ever shaping my soft brain
Opportunities that I chose to take
And your face
Made me smile everyday
I hope that you can say the same
Yeah I've fucked up
Once or twice
But who hasn't in their lives?
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