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C.K.Y. - Shippensburg
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You know what makes me happy The things that make you sad The feel that I controls absorbed by the radio jag I found my indecision The product of the media grime The feel that I control have you press rewind And now I'm on the wings Hoping that you'll hear Don't bother to respond You love to hear me again And when the sun beams down all of your lies(sun beams down ill love your eyes) Close, close, yeah close the light The sky's all grey in the barracks I know I'm a lousy hero The classic act of feeling is that of a memory And you are peering down through parascopic eyes Close, close, yeah close (conscience) I try to hide the fact that I'm afraid We'll drive the band to Shippensberg and hope that we get played And in the end of a season the voices turn it all off The things that were so meaningless 'til the next one comes along I try to hide the fact that I'm afraid We'll drive the band to Shippensberg and hope that we get played
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DJ Tiesto : Beautiful things
Got up early, found something's missing
my only name.
No one else sees but I got stuck,
and soon forever came.
Stopped pushing on for just a second, then nothing's changed.
Who am I this time, where's my name?
I guess it crept away.
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No one's calling for me at the door.
And unpredictable won't bother anymore.
And silently gets harder to ignore.
Look straight ahead, there's nothing left to see.
What's done is done, this life has got it's hold on me.
Just let it go, wha-
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t now can never be.
I forgot that I might see,
So many beautful things.
I forgot that I might need,
to find out what life could bring.
Take this happy ending away, it's all the same.
God won't waste this simplicity on possib....
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