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Maybe
04:14
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I took a walk to the end of the road and realise i still had a long way to go
found i had two ways to turn, one came for free the other i had to earn
misconception had caught my eye, points me in the wrong direction every time
this time im gonna make amends, turn the other way instead
Maybe I've been here before
remember all the things you said that i tried to ignore like
love is such a simple thing, even makes the beggars sing
always keeps me coming back for more
and Maybe I've been here before
remember all the things you said that i tried to ignore like
love is such a simple thing, even makes the beggars sing
always keeps me coming back for more
Well i tried to relate but i found it easier to contemplate
everything else thats going on instead of writing another love song
care less about the trouble I'm in, remember all the places that I've been
be the sing who sung more than sombre words
sadly someone saw the sick side of an extravert
and Maybe I've been here before
remember all the things you said that i tried to ignore like
love is such a simple thing, even makes the beggars sing
always keeps me coming back for more
and Maybe I've been here before
remember all the things you said that i tried to ignore like
love is such a simple thing, even makes the beggars sing
always keeps me coming back for more
and i don't think that i was ever told
theres more to life than wedding bells and digging for little bits of gold
faith is such a simple test, its got me holding on every breathe
i guess this lesser path is walked alone
i guess this lesser path is my own
and Maybe I've been here before
remember all the things you said that i tried to ignore like
love is such a simple thing, even makes the beggars sing
always keeps me coming back for more
and Maybe I've been here before
remember all the things you said that i tried to ignore like
love is such a simple thing, even makes the beggars sing
always keeps me coming back for more
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I Believe
04:54
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Well i don't believe in false romance or living without a second chance and the best things in life don't ever come for free
how can you know what you got if you never lose or never been forced to pick of choose, i guess optimism isn't a very good colour on me
i don't believe in getting old or driving on a one way road, the best sights in the world still haven't been seen
and i don't believe the bible was made, to dictate life in anyway
the grass growing on the other side isn't very green
so i guess, it stands to question, am i living my life without any direction
so please ask me
what do i believe?
well I've never been one to kiss and tell or leave my keys on the window sill, spare change in my pocket seems to really irritate me
i never believed in forever alone, or always keeping one eye on my phone
the difference between my life and reality
so i guess, it stands to question, am i living my life without any direction
so please ask me
what do i believe?
I believe in letting things go, the mortal soul
life didn't exist before rock n roll
setting fire to blame, living without shame
a life without love is a lonely game
believe in checking things twice and playing nice
music a commitment left out by christ
6 strings playing on a passive tone
and family is just a fancy word for home
so i guess, it stands to question, am i living my life without any direction
so please ask me
what do i believe?
well i can't shake this feeling of heart ache thats been haunting me for a while
would you ignore if i knocked at your door or would i be greeted with a smile?
believe life's about more than bentley's and ford's or the size of my bank account pile
and I'm counting down days with no goals and no aims it's just nice to believe once in a while
I believe in letting things go, the mortal soul
life didn't exist before rock n roll
setting fire to blame, living without shame
a life without love is a lonely game
believe in checking things twice and playing nice
music a commitment left out by christ
6 strings playing on a passive tone
and family is just a fancy word for home
so i guess, it stands to question, am i living my life without any direction
so please ask me
what do i believe?
what do i believe?
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Pub Day
04:35
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Pour me another beer and we'll drink to our final years and say a toast to our early ways
and when i'm dead and gone, all the boys will sing along and we'll meet up again on Pub Day
remember the times of the old Sydney lights, that bright up like the sun at 3am
or the moments we shared with empty wallets but time to spare, i raise my glass and salute those years again.
and the morning coffee stings my brain while my ears ring from going to see all our favourite bands play
we must have seen them a hundred times, but it never crossed my mind that we wouldn't get to see them again
Pour me another beer and we'll drink to our final years and say a toast to our early ways
and when i'm dead and gone, all the boys will sing along and we'll meet up again on Pub Day
Hill streets prime had past i guess some things aren't built to last but I've never seen mum smile the same way
and i never saw shannies swing but my dad use to tell me things
all the stories of the shu man and comedians
Pour me another beer and we'll drink to our final years and say a toast to our early ways
and when i'm dead and gone, all the boys will sing along and we'll meet up again on Pub Day
We've lost friends over the years, we've spilt so many beers
staining glasses with yeast and pale hearts
we don't drink to numb the pain, we reminisce on the glory days
and stories without a spare word to say
Pour me another beer and we'll drink to our final years and say a toast to our early ways
and when i'm dead and gone, all the boys will sing along and we'll meet up again on Pub Day
Pour me another beer and we'll drink to our final years and say a toast to our early ways
and when i'm dead and gone, all the boys will sing along and we'll meet up again on Pub Day
and we'll meet up again on Pub Day
and i'll see you again on Pub Day
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4. |
Self Appointed Sentence
04:12
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I've done it now, it seems my shipwreck is going down, underground
and i can't do a damn thing to save myself
and yes indeed, this one is about me, and i plead
that you see the beggar that i have come to be
ohh someone come save me from this
i don't want to live in the past but i can't help but reminisce
it's been so long and too far gone but i still think about what i've done wrong my self appointed sentence has brought me to my knees
it feels so strong, what did i do before this came along? and i belong
in a straight jacket and a house of 6 inch concrete
and its not fair, the burden i carry is more than i can bear
and no one seems to care
ohh someone come save me from this
i don't want to live in the past but i can't help but reminisce
it's been so long and too far gone but i still think about what i've done wrong my self appointed sentence has brought me to my knees
well i need a saviour I'm begging you please
oh yea i'm begging you please
oh yea i'm begging you please
oh yea i'm begging you please
oh yea i'm begging you please
ohh someone come save me from this
i don't want to live in the past but i can't help but reminisce
it's been so long and too far gone but i still think about what i've done wrong my self appointed sentence has brought me to my knees
ohh someone come save me from this
i don't want to live in the past but i can't help but reminisce
it's been so long and too far gone but i still think about what i've done wrong my self appointed sentence has brought me to my knees
well i need a saviour I'm begging you please
save me
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Day Trippin
04:07
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i think i'm prone to panic and mixing jager with my beers,
i'm drowning out my fears
thought life would be easy until i learnt the marshall art, of living in the dark
i'm living a delusion, thinking everything's for free, but it doesn't bother me
i miss my old friend bender, jack and jim and john, wasn't their fault when things went wrong
i think i'll be home late
so don't stay up and wait
at 5am, i'll start again
wondering when this fucking day trip will end
i'm sick of all this shit and i'm so close i just can't quit
i've had enough of it, i care a little more than i like to admit and i'm
sinking in this world that i'm living i'm finally feeling
like i'm spitting out the words that i don't believe in
i think i'll be home late
so don't stay up and wait
at 5am, i'll start again
wondering when this fucking day trip will end
i'm day trippin
and i just can't win
i'm day trippin
i think i'll be home late
so don't stay up and wait
at 5am, i'll start again
wondering when this fucking day trip will end
i'm day trippin
(i think i'll be home late)
and i just can't win
(so don't stay up and wait)
i'm day trippin
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