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What I've Done
03:59
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Hello, won't you come home to see.
Won't you come be with me and what I've done.
Never going to stick around to see.
You're never going to be with me for what I've done.
Wonder, don't try to make sense of me.
Don't try to put a stamp on and what I've done.
Breathing air that I don't want to breathe
Seeing things that I don't want to see
Later, don't worry for me.
I am taking care of things with what I've done.
Breathing air that I don't want to breathe
Seeing things that I don't want to see
No chance to talk to me, I will be done
I know you'll come for me, I will be gone
Follow my mother's love, we will be one
Under the grass in peace below the sun
I know you'll come for me, I will be done.
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For The World
03:34
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I've been knocking at your door, is it wrong, do you want me
To come and play our favorite song while we drink and dance closely
I'll lead and you follow, you lead and I'll slip back into a dream
My head's in the clouds, a fire under my feet has got spinning around
The beat is my heart and my vision is blurred except for you in front of me
I'll lead and you follow, you lead and I'll slip back into a dream
I like when you tease, because you don't want to be easy
But I'm eager to please
Girl, you burn right through me
I wouldn't trade it for the world
I've been knocking at your door, is it wrong, do I want her
To fall into the depths of love, I'm so unsure, paranoia
I'll lead and you follow, you lead and I'll slip back into a dream
I don't want to wake up, I don't want to come down
I just want what's in front of me
Girl, you burn right through me
I've been knocking at your door
Let my vice consume me
I wouldn't trade it for the world
I want to get wasted with you and we'll just run away
I don't know where we'll go, it doesn't matter to me
Girl you burn right through me
No, I wouldn't trade it for the world
Let my vice consume me
No, I wouldn't trade it for the world
Girl, you burn right through me
I've been knocking at your door
Let my vice consume me
I wouldn't trade it for the world
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3. |
Addy
04:14
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We don't want your sunny weather
We don't mind some blues and grays
Cook that steak until it's leather
Soon we will not feel the same
Lean with love into your brother
We gave a toast in Addy's name
We may die from salmonella
But we're already on our way
We don't like your sunny weather
We don't mind that rain may come
We don't like the normal things like you do
Telling secrets to each other
Open trust in Addy's name
Won't you fall into me
Won't you fall into me
We don't like your sunny weather
We don't mind that rain may come
We don't like the normal things like you do
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Malibu Blackout Nashville, Tennessee
Hard driving riff-rock | Upbeat dance-punk | Western styled rockabilly | Some mix
thereof
Whatever style Malibu Blackout lays down as the musical foundation, the focus is always on delivering well-crafted songs and infectious melodies. The Nashville-based group consists of Andy Blum (guitar), Chris Husak (vocals/drums), Cory Johnson (vocals/guitar), and David “Woody” Woods (bass).
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