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They get through, I can't move
Gotta sleep with the lights on
I'm nervous and I'm tired
I don't want the lights
Knock me out, kill the lights, make em go away
I got bats in the belfry
She say, "Stay calm. No need for the lights on".
Oh, lord, take them or me. I don't want the lights.
The walls are alive, there's shadows in the sky.
I can't sleep with all the bats in the belfry.
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The Rain
02:43
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In the dark of night in a dead end town
We dreamed of a place in the sun.
We don't have much, we ask for nothing
But a little piece of the sun.
We lived our lives to the dime
At night we dreamed of better days
We spent our lives searching for the sunshine
So tell me why I miss the rain.
We struggled to be a little more than reckless and young
All we ask is a little piece of the sun.
Spread them wings, you know we can't stay here forever
We're on our way to a place in the sun
We lived our lives to the dime
We're all dogs without our day
We spent our lives searching for the sunshine
So tell me why I miss the rain.
A few more hours in the day
A few less for you and me
You gotta wake up and face the grind
You gotta focus on the prize
And there's no more feeling young.
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3. |
The Going Gets Tuff
02:50
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I'm about to go on a jet far from home
The day is coming up, I've got it marked down
And I know exactly when I'll be home
But that don't make it easier to go.
I won't be gone for all that long
You'll get along just fine
I'll be back in your arms in the blink of an eye
But that don't make it easier.
That don't make me wanna go.
I won't miss my job.
It don't mean a thing to me.
No, I won't miss my friends.
They might not even know I'm gone.
I won't miss anything but you.
And that won't make it easier to go.
I know that when I go
I'll turn my head with a smile
A stone in my throat, and tears in your eyes.
And that won't make it easier.
That won't make me wanna go.
I won't miss this town.
It'll be here when I get home.
I won't miss this house.
The cats, the comfort, or the cold.
I won't miss anything but you.
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We Are the Whale
03:13
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We are the whale watchers.
We watch whales.
We don't rock the boat.
We don't make a sound.
We are the whale.
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Tight Whips (formerly Apocalypse Meow) Minneapolis, Minnesota
We used to be called Apocalypse Meow, but we called it quits. We tried to do something else, but just ended up back together, slightly rearranged.
Some things just work.
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