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Madhouse
03:27
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Welcome to my house, I can feel your nervous tension
Don’t worry, I’m sure you’ll fit right in
Welcome to my house, we buy milk but got no fridge
And we live in a false sense of reside
We’ve got madness on the table and we’re able to make you feel stable
We like to shout at the walls for comfort and talk to whomever talks back
Welcome to my house, don’t worry we’re all crazy here (crazy here)
Welcome to my house, don’t worry we’re all crazy here (crazy here)
And if you have a shred of normality, please place it on the counter and leave quietly
‘Cos we’re in a position to ask you an inquisition,
‘Cos we don’t think that you’ve earnt your status yet
I like to sunbathe on a cloudy day
Drive my convertible straight through the rain
Start relationships before past wounds have healed
Play hopscotch on abandoned minefields
We don’t push the letter, it don’t get much better
It’s crazy everything we say and do
Welcome to my house, don’t worry we’re all crazy here (crazy here)
Welcome to my house, don’t worry we’re all crazy here (crazy here)
And if you have a shred of normality, please place it on the counter and leave quietly
‘Cos we’re in a position to ask you an inquisition
‘Cos we don’t think that you’ve earnt your status yet
And if you have a shred of normality, please place it on the counter and leave quietly
‘Cos we’re in a position to ask you an inquisition,
‘Cos we don’t think that you’ve earnt your status yet
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Not Good Enough
03:38
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I’m at the base of it now, I’m in the shadow
I don’t know if I can face it
The clouds, they shroud the top,
Right near the summit is the place they say you’ll make it
And I don’t think I can live with myself, if I don’t try,
Instead of breaking down, I’d rather die
And all I can do is act it out
Wake up every morning with my head full of doubt
That I may never be good enough
I may never be good enough
I may never be good enough (No, no, no, no, no, no, no)
I may never be good enough (No, no, no, no, no, oh)
Stop, work it out, let the rains of inspiration stop this idea drought
And fill my head with lots of lyrical wonder
And between you and me these haven’t all be written sober
And you say you can’t believe it that I haven’t made it
The Piano Man’s crowd felt the same
And in this game of life, and what you wanna do, there’s only one person to blame
I may never be good enough
I may never be good enough
I may never be good enough (No, no, no, no, no, no, no)
I may never be good enough (No, no, no, no, no, oh)
Could you give me a minute, close your eyes
Picture a place where you feel good inside
If I did the same as you I’d be in the middle of the ocean
Not because I like it ‘cos I like the smooth motion
Of the waves on my boat, back and forth as I float
With no knowledge of date or time, so take note
When I’m out here society can’t hurt me
There’s no pressure on my head to not be lonely
Instead I’d be looking at pretty girls and thinking what could have been
Would it all been so bad if I just let them in
‘Cos like they say, one is the loneliest number
So I need one more to make my world stronger
I may NEVER be good enough!
I may never be good enough
I may never be good enough
I may never be good enough
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Dearest Friends
04:11
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Dearest friends, if you’re hearing this I’m dead
I mean, more metaphorically
But these are words that I still dread
I mean I’ll be dead inside if you leave my life, alone
Dearest friends, by now you’ll know I have tough skin
I’m not a man of emotions and I have trouble letting people in
So I’m gonna do my best to get this off my chest
And hope you hear this song through
I don’t know how you feel but I enjoy spending time with you.
Dearest friends, by now you’ll know at times I’m wrong
I’m not perfect and that’s the reason this song exists
Dearest friends hope I’m not too late
Please know in my head that you’re one of the greats
Just want you to understand that I’d never raise a hand
And I hope to God you don’t think I do
I don’t know how you feel but I enjoy spending time with you.
It’s so hard to feel
And just like the Tin Man
Got a heart made of steel
So I’m gonna do my best to get this off my chest
And hope you hear this song through
I don’t know how you feel but I enjoy spending time with you.
Dearest friends if you’re hearing this I’m dead.
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4. |
Child's Play
03:16
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Na Na Na Na
Been weeks since then I guess
And my heart it’s still a mess
If it weren’t for you it’d be over by now
But you’re acting like a child
And it’s annoying as hell!
Still rubbing it in my face
Tell every guy in line
But what’s surprising to me
Is that your behaviour
Is so out of time
You took my heart
You took my soul
Just like that I lost control
Just like a child
You’re all like
Na Na Na Na Na
These aren’t kids from which you steal
Eventually you’ll feel what I feel
And a guy like me will be like
Na Na Na Na Na
Why can’t we do it like the rest
Say goodbye, shake hands and move onto the next
But you’re just a child that’s out to hurt
So I’m gonna tell you exactly what I have learnt
You took my heart
You took my soul
Just like that I lost control
Just like a child
You’re all like
Na Na Na Na Na
These aren’t kids from which you steal
Eventually you’ll feel what I feel
And a guy like me will be like
Na Na Na Na Na
Ring around the rosies, a pocket full of posies
Atishoo, atishoo, we all fell down.
Poisoned, shot and stabbed
You had me in the back
And now I think it’s just too late for you.
You took my heart
You took my soul
Just like that I lost control
Just like a child
You’re all like
Na Na Na Na Na
These aren’t kids from which you steal
Eventually you’ll feel what I feel
And a guy like me will be like
Na Na Na Na Na
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Hatches
03:35
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I can feel it’s too much for you right now
So take a break and we can pick it up later
Take it in, push it out and tell me what this is all about
It’s not fair on us to take the heat when we don’t know what’s wrong
All I ever wanna do, is whatever you ask me to, even if that involves
Watching the storms roll in
I need you to trust me, do you trust me?
‘Cos I’m gonna tell you what you should do
You gotta batten down the hatches until the storm passes
You gotta find that thing that you love and oh oh oh honey never let go
You gotta batten down the hatches until the storm passes
And if you want me to be your rock then oh, oh, oh honey I’ll never let go
Why? Because I told you so.
The thunders your anger, the rain is your tears
You’ve put up with it for all these years
And I can see you can take no more
Well the sky is your judge when the clouds block it out
You’re given in to the raging doubt
I need you to trust me, do you trust me?
Cos I’m gonna need to get to your heart
You gotta batten down the hatches until the storm passes
You gotta find that thing that you love and oh oh oh honey never let go
You gotta batten down the hatches until the storm passes
And if you want me to be your rock then oh, oh, oh honey I’ll never let go
Keep your eyes on the stars and your feet on the ground
You’ve got fifteen reasons to hold on
Keep your eyes on the stars and your feet on the ground
And so
Keep your eyes on the stars and your feet on the ground
You’ve got fifteen reasons to hold on
Keep your eyes on the stars and your feet on the ground
And so hold on
You gotta batten down the hatches until the storm passes
You gotta find that thing that you love and oh oh oh honey never let go
You gotta batten down the hatches until the storm passes
And if you want me to be your rock then oh, oh, oh honey I’ll never let go
Why? Because I told you so.
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