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Wish You Were Him
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He is the punishment of God; if you'd not committed great sins,
God would not have sent a punishment like him upon you, oh no.
You'll wish you were him. You'll wish you were him.
His eyes are full of rage; his ears are full of wax.
God should not have sent a punishment like him upon you, oh no.
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Side of the Road
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I wish I could have watched you die, and seen you slip inside on the side of the road. I wish I could have seen your face overcome with peace, heading down a different road.
I would have told a stupid joke. I would have reminisced with you. I would have held your hand.
I wish I could have stroked your hair, and listened to your sighs as you closed your eyes. I wish I could have helped you feel that your pain would be healed when you moved on down the road.
I would have told a stupid joke. I would have reminisced with you. I would have held your hand.
At least you weren't alone. I hope he did everything I wish I could have done. I wish I could have watched you die, and seen you slip inside on the side of the road.
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What's Your Home?
02:40
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What's your home? What's your home? What's your home?
Why'd you leave? Come back home. Go on inside; I'll lock the door.
When you were here, I wasn't there. "Isn't that just the way?" "Life's not fair."
Without you, the world has no hue, like walking through a fog that never settles to dew. You did your best, you fought for so long. You had to leave, but it's hard to breathe.
Look outside! A blanket of snow. The world is clean for one day,
but the cars will pass, and everything will turn gray again.
What's your home? What's your home? What's your home?
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This Verse Is Over
02:14
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The storm is over; there's nothing left. There's nothing more for me. Why should I stay? It's harder than that.
It's harder than that when my life is over; just doesn't make sense to keep crowding up the world with my obsolete presence. It's harder than that.
The storm is over; there's nothing left; there's nothing more. This verse is over; there's not much left, just one more refrain. It's harder than that.
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Don't Wake Up
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Silver moon in my eyes, every night that I'm alive.
Summer breezes, ocean spray blow across me where I lay.
Sands painted white by midnight tides, looking for something they will never find.
Don't wake up, don't wake up, don't wake up for me.
Skies of blue, memories of you, I'll fly away on the North Star.
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Cold Winter
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Cold winter teases you and me. It's impossible you see; God hates me secretly. In the sea all day, gales blow me away. The eddies pull me down, and I don't care anymore, the barricade's put in place.
Cold, cold, that bid is cold. That bid is cold. No!
Bad winter, that winter, that one was cold. You laid down your head, strapped to the chair. You breathed it all in; you never woke up again.
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I Don't Want a Hurricane
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I don't want a hurricane.
It's a shame we all live by the sea.
It's a shame we all live on the shore.
When the hurricane comes,
in the middle of the night like it will...
When I left my brothers I said a little prayer,
a prayer of death and destruction
to those who oppose them. Noooo!!!!
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Factory Farm
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Patience Is a Disability
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Whaling Life
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Every Luxury We Have
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