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Free
03:31
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Can’t kill me, take me down where the water lies
Won’t fight it, find me buried under your disguise
Scream, I’m falling,Hide,can’t catch me,
I’m running out of air.
Can’t scratch the surface,Can’t find the purpose,
So I’m running to be free.
Can’t kill me, take me down where the water lies
Won’t fight it, find me buried under your disguise
Scream, I’m falling,Hide,can’t catch me,
I’m running out of air.
Can’t scratch the surface,Can’t find the purpose,
So I’m running to be free.
I’m running and running and running in circles, can’t find no peace in this world.
I’m running and running and running in circles, can’t find no peace in this world.
I’m running and running and running in circles, can’t find no peace in this world.
I’m running and running and running in circles, can’t find no peace in this world.
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Suspicions
03:47
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Suspicions, catch you, falling down and down,
Lifelines, tangled, fall back from the ground.
Find me, late night, fucked up found my soul,
Drowning, in these, endless roads.
Found out, lately, nothings real at all,
And you, lost out, come down, from climbing these 4 walls.
Angel, such a, sweet little thing,
Gotta climb down, so proud, cos you lost it all.
Cos they say we’re all just little people,
And they say we’re all lost,
Cos they say we’re all just insignificant,
Well you know we’re all just dying anyway.
Mr Nice Guy, so shy, just cant catch your breath,
Cos I’m ruined, have fun, doing what I please,
In my disguise, no ties, cos nothings real outside,
So I’m fucked up, bad luck, cos you’re alone again.
Cos they say we’re all just little people,
And they say we’re all lost,
Cos they say we’re all just insignificant,
Well you know we’re all just dying anyway.
Cos they say we’re all just little people,
And they say we’re all lost,
Cos they say we’re all just insignificant,
Well you know we’re all just dying anyway.
And they say we’re all just little people,
And they say we’re all lost,
Cos they say we’re all just insignificant,
Well you know we’re all just dying anyway.
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Matchbox
04:54
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These blinding lights, never shine like I thought they would.
My open eyes, are still the same.
I watched you leave, never stop to listen.
The last time your words, see tears on my face.
Were just matchbox people trying to survive in your world,
Get the bullshit down just to make it seem worthwhile,
And do you feel alive knowing there’s no one left beside you,
Cos in the matchbox world you know it’s all gonna be the same.
These empty streets, never stop to question,
How long we sleep, cos we’re never awake.
You watched me leave, never stop to listen.
Last time your words, scream tears on my face.
Were just matchbox people trying to survive in your world,
Get the bullshit down just to make it seem worthwhile,
And do you feel alive knowing there’s no one left beside you,
Cos in the matchbox world you know it’s all gonna be the same.
And where do you go when you’re lonely?
Where do you go when its cold?
Where do you cry when they’re listening?
There’s nowhere left for you to go home.
Were just matchbox people trying to survive in your world,
Get the bullshit down just to make it seem worthwhile,
And do you feel alive knowing there’s no one left beside you,
Cos in the matchbox world you know it’s all gonna be the same.
Cos we’re just matchbox people trying to survive in your world,
Get the bullshit down just to make it seem worthwhile.
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Monkee Feet
05:37
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Turn around, you’d see its not worth living.
Turn around, you’d see its not worth fighting for.
This wars not close enough anymore.
Now and then, when you close your eyes.
Its only you, suffering inside,
Maybe they’ll realise we’re crying.
You see them grow up, catch up, so you shoot them back down,
You see them realise, can’t hide, from the light no more.
Can you close your eyes, when theres nothing real inside?
How’d you sleep at night, without a conscience on your side?
You cant hide the shame no more.
You see them grow up, catch up, so you shoot them back down,
You see them realise, can’t hide, from the light no more.
You see them grow up, catch up, so you shoot them back down,
You see them realise, can’t hide, from the light no more.
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Waters
02:48
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Whats the point in being here, if all we ever get is second chances?
Whats the point in waking up, then lying to your face that you can handle this?
And why’d you step through all this shit,
And then back down cos that’s what they think you should do?
And why’d you go and die again, then realise there was really just no, point to this.
Cos we’re wading, oh,
Wading under water, yeah.
And we’re wading, oh,
Wading under water, yeah.
And everytime you see that same old path you used to walk, you still remember.
The reasons that you cant wake up, then step out of the line we’ve all been silenced to.
They say we’re all the same, back down, but that’s just what you already chose to do,
Drowning in your lifetimes dreams, one day you might just realise theres no point to this.
Cos we’re wading, oh,
Wading under water, yeah.
And we’re wading, oh,
Wading under water, yeah.
Cos we’re deaf in this silence, we’ll never get right back to the start,
With our eyes closed to the sky now, we’ll never see it falling apart,
And with everything around you, you’ve never been so lonely before,
And now were walking over water, you’ll never burn the fire again.
Cos we’re wading, oh,
Wading under water, yeah.
And we’re wading, oh,
Wading under water, yeah.
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Hourglass
04:12
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Misunderstandings, you pick me up then let me fall.
Uninterrupted, they spread the disease then fight them all.
These arguments consume your mind, won’t let you go,
And, the suspense of a life you won’t follow’s killing you.
But it’s all turned upside down,
You can’t break out, or open your mind,
And you still, you still sound like you did,
Until you try turning around.
But a life, it’s not stronger than the fight,
Though we never know who’s right,
But we try to kill their souls,
Though they never end the war,
We just watch and carry on,
Because life’s too short for this.
Insomnia, tired of the weak, keeps you away,
And love, burned through you, save yourself, throw me away.
Confusion, burns through your mind, can’t stop at the place,
The darkness, falls in between the lies and the games that we played.
‘Cos these pills you’ve been taking don’t work quite the same,
And that look in your eyes still hasn’t changed,
You haven’t seen things so clearly since last time I walked away.
But a life, it’s not stronger than the fight,
Though we never know who’s right,
But we try to kill their souls,
Though they never end the war,
We just watch and carry on,
Because life’s too short for this.
And the ghosts of the restless ones screaming out loud,
Their empty minds fighting for something to live for.
The restless ones wait for someone to hear them,
But they’re only helping themselves
To a life, it’s not stronger than the fight,
Though we never know who’s right,
But we try to kill their souls,
Though they never end the war,
We just watch and carry on,
Because life’s too short for this.
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Jo Kelsey London, UK
Jo Kelsey is a singer/songwriter from London, UK now based in Auckland, NZ. Her sound is a modern mixture of acoustic blues-
rock with folk and psychedelic influences. Lyrics that deal with social commentary as well as exploring the darker side of the human mind float over hypnotic guitar parts that draw you into a different world.
www.jokelseymusic.com
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