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Made It Out Alive
04:04
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Tawny mist in the west
Takes the young and the rest
Stuck in a hole
Losing control
Down the road of self destruction
Success eludes the different
They hold you down on your knees
You want to cry
Have to try
Have to leave to persevere
Packed my Suitcase
Hit the highway
The only way I can
MAKE IT OUT ALIVE
Grab my Honey
Goodbye to family
I did it my way
MAKE IT OUT ALIVE
Told your running away
No one begs you to stay
For the soul
It’s time to go
Change is on the horizon
Nothing here to drive you
It’s only gonna bring you you down
No reason to stay
Out of our way
Outta this place, down to the race
Packed my Suitcase
Hit the highway
The only way I can
MAKE IT OUT ALIVE
Grab my Honey
Goodbye to family
I did it my way
MAKE IT OUT ALIVE
Hit the city
Already smiling
We finely did it we
MADE IT OUT ALIVE
It’s all out of my system
It’s only where I was born
Even though
I hate it you know
There still a tie that binds me
Things I love still live there
Convincing them only to stay
I'm hopeful they
Leave today
Close the door forever
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Unoriginal Sammy
03:49
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You're the one I wanna be
So shallow, uninspired
I have to sing about all your lives
Unoriginal Sammy
Unoriginal Sammy
Unoriginal
I'm foolin' all around me
Ya I'm the greatest yet
My acting gift, part of my grift
Unoriginal Sammy
I'd tell you my life story
But you ain't lived it yet
You do it first and then I'll try
Unoriginal Sammy
Unoriginal Sammy
Unoriginal
Have lots of friends but they hate me
Love all the trends cause they ain't me
Don't like you all cuz your not me
Unoriginal
Buy all the clothes that they tell me
Tell everyone that it's all me
Good thing you're you and you're not me
Unoriginal
I've never lived in poverty
I never went without
My nursery rhymes tell a whole other story
Unoriginal
I've never been there, never done that
I've never loved and lost
But I can sing about it just like a minstrel
Unoriginal Sammy
Unoriginal Sammy
Unoriginal
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3. |
The Madness
03:55
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Here it comes
No rhyme or reason
Knocks you down again
Seems not a thing
You can't stop the train
In for the ride again
It goes screaming
Off the tracks again
Here you go
It's time to take control
Take back your life again
Grab the reigns and reel it in
You gotta fight the urge
Don't let it get the best
Of your existence
Feels real but fantasy this has to stop
This madness has to stop
Delusions paralyze, taint your heart and mind
This madness has to stop
There it is
I see it coming
I got you this time
Can't knock me down
I'm too strong for that
No Room for arrogance
Leave it at the door
With your hesitance
Feels real but fantasy this has to stop
This madness has to stop
Delusions paralyze, taint your heart and mind
This madness has to stop
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Ever think the guy, who's always getting high,
Lost his wife and kids so long ago
Couldn't take the pain life's wet and heavy rain
The needle dulls the image in his head
Ever think the girl who came into this world
In a body she didn't fit inside
Needing to be someone else causes too much pain
Not a choice or accident, it has to be insane
Listen up now, I gotta say
Don't throw it all away because of only one bad day
I know it’s hard now, I know it is
But soon enough you'll see
Take it from me, just wait and see
It gets better, so much better
This world is rough, inside your tough
It gets better, so much better
It gets better...
Ever think the dude to all is very rude
Sits alone and won't associate
Gets beat a lot at home - don't want to go
Back to the hell that he did not create
Ever think the chick who's out there turning tricks
Was forced into this life she leads
She met a guy whose sweet love and lies
Stole her most important things
Listen up now, I gotta say
Don't throw it all away because of only one bad day
I know it’s hard now, I know it is
But soon enough you'll see
Take it from me, just wait and see
It gets better, so much better
This world is rough, inside your tough
It gets better, so much better
It gets better...
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Miss Mystery
03:26
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She’s a masterpiece unpainted, still struggling to be seen
A melody not heard so quiet somewhere in between
Indifference and fixation, a midsummer night’s dream
Talent undiscovered, get her name on the marquee
Hey Miss Mystery - It’s complicated
That wondrous riddle – not replicated
Hey Miss Mystery - It’s complicated
You’re absolutely intoxicating
She’s poetry in motion, novella tragedy
Surplus of emotion, fabricating apathy
A chest of buried treasure, at the bottom of the sea
Shrine of dedication, no one would disagree
Hey Miss Mystery - It’s complicated
That wondrous riddle – not replicated
Hey Miss Mystery - It’s complicated
You’re absolutely intoxicating
It hit me right between the eyes
A sentiment, a frame of mind
To see you smile makes my day
I won’t have it any other way
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I hear that song it goes on and on and on and on
A tune that echoes through my mind my body and my soul
Yeah the show must go on
But my mind wanders off
By all comparison
Of my shortfalls
Love breaks down walls
Beside me all the way
Your love dismisses this
With no just cause
Love breaks down walls
Better every day
My intuition tells me the road that I’m on is long, not wrong
Genetic reminiscing suspends all rational thought
Yeah I must go beyond
But I get completely lost
I wish I could be more like you
Reframe the situation too
Indelible like a tattoo
Sticks with me just like glue
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Private Lives in Public
02:58
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A dream can be reality, lived inside a screen
Validation, strangers, all needing to be seen
They know more than you know ‘bout your ordinary lives
Throw away your innocence, got to get me some likes
Private lives in public
Slaves to the machine
Warming glow owns you, you know
No humans do you need
Private lives in public
Slaves to the machine
Binary drug of choice for teens...
Social? Not this media, all living here alone
Lonely in suburbia, the land of corporate clones
Causing death, not killing you, distraction takes the life
Nonexistent privacy on display is your life
Private lives in public
Slaves to the machine
Warming glow owns you, you know
No humans do you need
Private lives in public
Slaves to the machine
Binary drug of choice for teens...
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The World These Days
04:33
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Armchair politicians consult on our conditions
Governed by fear of change, forget from where they came
Used as ammunition, those silly superstitions
Humanity’s unchanged, it’s time to rearrange.
Ah the world these days…
Stuck in reverse it seems, the way the past repeats
Ah the world these days…
Words taken to extremes, we need another dream
Ah we’re all the same….
One world, one love
We all need someone
One world with empathy
Is more of what we need.
Obsolete traditions from scholarly editions
Continue to estrange, the truth they all proclaim
Here’s my proposition, maybe the apparition
Is all in one the same, but goes by many names.
A much needed transition, a key in the ignition
A welcoming exchange, freedom to turn the page
Its’ not a precondition; the “truth” needs a revision
Don’t have to play their games, don’t have to be afraid
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Hey Muchacho Toronto, Ontario
From Toronto Canada, Hey Muchacho has been speaking to a certain generation with thick guitars and big vocal arrangements since 2017. The music is born of the combined life experiences of writers Keith R Davis and Dennis Mortson. The music is a solid nod to the alt-rock of years gone by with a somewhat modern flavor. Subject matter covering love, loss and lessons learned. ... more
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