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Scarlet Fever
03:09
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I’ve been here so long
I don’t know where I would go
Looking for a brighter shade of sadness
And I bite my nails,
I feel like I have failed you
the way you almost failed me
I want to be someone’s no-brainer
I’ve already been a storm-bringer
and I know how to bottle lightning
til it fades
Summer’s water broke
She wandered off
I hope there’s a place
where we can soon be happy
My scarlet fever broke,
the butt of cosmic jokes and falling weight
just like a Roman ending
I want to be someone’s no-brainer
I’ve already been a storm-bringer
and I know how to bottle lightning
til it fades away completely
until it fades
I want to be someone’s no-brainer
I’ve already been a storm-bringer
and I know how to bottle lightning
til it fades away completely
and I know how to bottle lightning
til it fades away completely
so follow me
Cuz we’ve been here so long
I don’t know where we’d go
Searching for our special kind of madness
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Watched it burn
Just another season's turn of events had to end
Had to try
to distort the gleam in your eye, asking why
Analyze, analyze, analyze
til you're happy to fall for the hard sell
in an unmade bed at the Harrison Hotel
with blurry eyes and aching tongue
from eating crow, just so you know--
They'll want you to fall in line and be done with it
They'll want you to turn off time and be done with it
They'll want you to freeze your life
til you fall for the hard sell
in an unmade bed at the Harrison Hotel
with blurry eyes and aching tongue
from eating crow, just so you know
(You lace up your boots,
rip the hands off the clock face
You said 'if they want to stop time,
there's a right way,'
but falling undressed into wrong
just feels so good
You buried the last of your love in the driveway
the last time you left Mom and Dad,
so delight me as to how you think this should start
and where it should end)
They'll want you to fall in line
They'll want you to turn off time
They'll want you to freeze your life
and that's how you'll stay alive
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Valley of Ashes
04:09
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All the dominoes fall down
Sweep away what’s left of your Valentine fallout
from the great war on sound
Sleep away what’s left of the drama pills you downed
So you don’t believe in God,
but you believe in volume, babe
You’re too sweet to be this stupid,
I guess people never change
And your broken heart
will always be right where you left it
Are your friends strewn about?
Does the world owe you for accelerating your doubt?
All the hard truths unsung
But the party’s almost over, the night’s all done
And your broken heart
will always be right where you left it
And your broken heart
will bleed on cue just as directed
Everything’s a reflex
when you can’t see past the gate
The elegance of impasse
came a little bit too late
But your broken heart
will always be right where you left it
on the fault line in this valley of ashes
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Come Back Home Sometime
03:47
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Come Back Home Sometime
Typewriter keys sticking,
antique calamity
Swarovski beads dangling from your ring of keys
And I'm old enough to know
that when things change, they change for good
Circle back once in a while
Tell us something brighter, if you could
Come back home sometime
though your doctor's office day job pays the bills
Come back home sometime
to the house on East Berrien
The diner's closed, the space kids
have skipped town, graduated and grown
and Grand Avenue's hidden
under plywood walls
On summer days when you were walking
to your car across the street
You elevated my intentions,
and I still can't wait to see you (see you)
Come back home sometime
Maybe New Year's Eve, or maybe just for me
Come back home sometime
to the house on East Berrien
where I named you Veronica
Singing "Here Comes My Girl" down the alleyways...
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Christopher David Chicago, Illinois
Chris is a Chicago-based singer/songwriter. He writes songs about people who love/hate each other, people who love AND hate each other, conspiracies, and cryptozoology.
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