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The Captain
02:41
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So you carry these burdens 'cause they carried burdens for you.
It wasn't the intention,
It wasn't what was meant for you.
Now you're going down with the wreckage of a sinking ship,
Even though the Captain ordered you abandon it.
Because you're young and you're free and you can be what you wanted to be.
Or you could grow old, tired, cold, hollow, bitter and lonely.
You're young and you're free and you could be what you wanted to be.
I promise man, one day, you'll get tired of running.
I know thing's lately have been really hard,
For you.
If there's a light at the end of this tunnel then it's too far,
For you.
Now you're going down with the wreckage of a sinking ship,
Even though the Captain ordered you abandon it.
Because you're young and you're free and you can be what you wanted to be.
Or you could grow old, tired, cold, hollow, bitter and lonely.
You're young and you're free and you could be what you wanted to be.
I promise man, one day, you'll get tired of running.
The past is short,
And the futures long man,
Don't get caught.
Don't get wrong man,
The past is short.
Because you're young and you're free and you can be what you wanted to be.
Or you could grow old, tired, cold, hollow, bitter and lonely.
You're young and you're free and you could be what you wanted to be.
I promise man, one day, you'll get tired of running.
So you're going down with the wreckage of a sinking ship,
Do you think you're going to get a medal for it.
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There's something about the sound.
Medicinal,
Mechanical,
Pumping in and out.
It's like an anchor,
Holding him with all his anger.
Let it out.
It's like and anchor,
Holding him with all his anger.
Can somebody please tell me the time?
It doesn't matter now,
I'm with my wife.
I'm struggling with strength and time.
Saying funny things,
The smiles on my sons,
that being their Father brings.
It's like an anchor,
Holding him with all his anger.
It's like a dream,
Nothing seems real,
But it's happening.
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3. |
Just For Today.
02:31
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Cocaine makes me numb,
Drinking makes me dumb,
Pills and speed do kinda both,
And smoking gives me black lungs.
Some would say that it's a luxury to breath,
But they're not around anymore,
So their opinion doesn't matter to me.
Some will never learn.
Some were built to burn.
Some would go to prison,
Just to hide from their addiction.
Some will never learn.
I love the feeling,
Of climbing the ceiling,
While my sorrows,
Swim with sorrows.
Surround myself with sweating,
Lying,
Biting,
Fighting.
One man's reasons,
Are another's treasons.
Some will never learn,
Some were built to burn,
Some would go to prison,
Just to hide from their addiction.
Some will never learn,
Some were built to burn,
Some would snort the ashes that fill up their own urn.
Some will never learn,
Some were built to burn.
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