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R.I.P. Again
02:24
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Easy Street
03:45
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It's hard living when you're up and down
Mind made up until it comes back around
Always feeling like a waste of space
Looking for someone to put you in your right place,
But you've gotta learn how to be yourself
Grew up on the corner of easy street
Take a walk down memory lane if you please
World out there ain't sticking up for you
Feels like there's not a whole lot you can do
But you've got to learn to love yourself
Yeah, you are all you've got, no one else
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3. |
I Don't Mind
03:30
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Never gonna believe it
What you see in me
Oh please set me free
I'm not saying I need it
But it could be easier to breathe
I'm looking for some temporary relief
I don't mind
Talkin on the phone
I don't mind
Leaving you alone
If you could see
What you've done to me
I won't mind
If you have to leave
Always taking it too slow
Never up to speed
I'm a compact car in a grand prix
I've got so many questions
They're all fueled by doubts
Ah please, let me out
I don't mind
Talkin on the phone
I don't mind
Leaving you alone
If you could see
What you've done to me
I won't mind
If you have to leave
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4. |
If It Would Be Alright
02:59
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The past few weeks I've been runnin' on low
Something to do with seasons changing and eminent snow
But I can't keep you off my mind
What's it mean when a dream's more vivid than life?
Lately everything has gotten us down
Waking up every morning, thoughts of skipping town
We could blow everything off and just leave
But I don't even know if we've got better places to be
So if you're feeling alright tonight
Darling, if you're not out of steam
I'm wondering if it would be alright
If you'd save the last dance for me
Someday, babe, we'll figure this out
We'll stop running as much as I run my mouth
We'll distribute the weight
Guess there's a lot you've gotta give before you can take
So if you're feeling like going away
I'll follow you and your dreams
And while we're still feeling burned out here,
Just save the last dance for me
Just save the last dance for me
Just save the last dance for me
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Every night I tell myself "I am the cosmos
I am the wind"
But that don't get you back again
Just when I was starting to feel okay
You're on the phone
I never want to be alone
Never want to be alone
I hate to have to take you home
Want you too much to say no, no
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Never want to be alone
I hate to have to take you home
Want you too much to say no, no
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
My feelings always have been something I couldn't hide
I can confide
Don't know what's going on inside
So every night I tell myself "I am the cosmos
I am the wind"
But that don't get you back again
I'd really like to see you again
I'd really like to see you again
I'd really like to see you again
I really want to see you again
I'd really like to see you again
I really want to see you again
I never want to see you again
I really want to see you again
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