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I remember when we use to swim
Down to the bottom of a bottle of gin
And I remember the promise we made
That I'd be your muse If you be my slave but some how
We lost our way
And perhaps, we knew we would someday
I remember that winter being cold
Cold enough to hide a flask in your coat
But the only way I ever got warm
Was to lye with you naked in your bed of thorns
And the plaster, would rain on down
So your landlord, kicked the two of us, out in the snowbank
I remember couch surfing for a time
Until we ran out of friends, tired and spent
So we decided, to go it alone
And meet up again when the winter broke
But we never, were to meet again
And I heard, you landed a rich old man
Or so the story goes
If these walls could talk then we'd have, something to say
I never knew the sound of silence could be so deafening
And all the while I keep searching for something to brake
The dead silence that holds my tongue, hostage from saying
Your my favorite mistake
Did you know, your my favorite mistake, but don't go
Stay with me
So we fuck to make noise to drown the silence that patiently waits
If I had a dollar for every time I said never again
Then I could afford to buy my soul back without any regrets
But when it's all said and done I know what I'll, probably say
Your my favorite mistake
Did you know, your my favorite mistake, but don't go
Stay with me
Were bound by a lie that got us in, over our heads
You recoil like a snake whenever I, try to confess
If there ever was a time for a miracle, this would be it
Even when your venom takes it's toll, I can't help but say
Your my favorite mistake
Did you know, your my favorite mistake, but don't go
Stay with me
Time has moved on but memories of you still remain
The night at the cliff is one that I'll, never forget
You take the good with the bad and come to grips with ones mistakes
I've lost you I know and despite the pain I keep banging away
Your my favorite mistake
Did you know, your my favorite mistake, but don't go
Stay with me
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Drawing Stares
02:30
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I'm just a lover scorn in this town of thorns, bleeding down the street
As I limp along I see various positions, of lovers in neon sheets
The land of lost angels, is now a town of thorns
The Duke once said a lover that's cold in bed, ain't worth a toss
But my lovers bed is twice as warm, as a bed made of frost
The land of lost angels, is now a town of thorns
You loved me to ruin and toss me out, like an old rusty blade
The Duke was right when he said run for your life
If the mob doesn't lynch you then the law will in the
Land of lost angels
Is now a town of thorns
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The Devil May Care
05:13
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Whats the worst thing that you've ever done
Your eyes flicker like a candle by the window
This affair is right up there with the vultures
That circle over, our bed that's on fire with regret
This fire will become smoke signals that will give us away
Then baby you better come and put the fire out
Joking aside some things will never come clean
Who's joking, were bound by a kiss of deceit
What's happening to me
Deceit
As my angel, sheds her wings
Deceit
A vale across my eyes
Deceit
The devils, got her prize
This animal attraction has peeled away all of our bark
Were two sticks, rubbing together to build a fire
You rise like a flame that no man could ever tame
On this alter, I offer you my flesh for your heat
When the fire died down and the smoke cleared out the ashes
Now scatter, like dirty snow flakes to the heavens
But our smoldering fire can erupt like a fire of
Fallen angels, were bound by a kiss of deceit
Whats happening to me
Deceit
As my angel, sheds her wings
Deceit
A vale across my eyes
Deceit
The devils, got her prize
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Second Chances
03:02
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New years day came, like the one before
Hungover from champagne, a strangers dress on the floor
I sit here and wait, for the knock at the door
Second chances, don't come around here no more
When I was young, the world was my stage
I could charm anyone, with a smile and a wave
But now that I'm older, that charm has decayed
Second chances, don't come around here no more
All of my dreams, are like spinning plates
To keep them alive, I had to quicken the pace
But I lost a step, and with it the race
Second chances, don't come around here no more
Routine is a dagger, to the creative mind
I had a labotomy, to fall into line
The simple life, is simply to die
Second chances, don't come around here no more
A gypsy once told me, the secret to youth
Is to keep moving, or you'll set and take root
Like an old maple, with the same old view
Second chances, don't come around here no more
If you can relate, then your too old
If you can't, time will tell you so
I'm like the wind, you can feel but can't hold
Second chances, don't come around here no more
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Dark Passenger
06:09
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Once, in a blue moon, I'll take a swig, and think of you
For you, were my under, cover lover, on the sly
Alas, once drunk, I became a lost, little boy
Alone, with my china doll, I had to crawl, on broken glass
Cause you, you got me hooked, like a junkie, for your love
Now I'm, I'm doing time, ever since, the double cross
You left me, in a fog, I've gone adrift, without your drug
I've run aground, got turned around, my compass spins, on metal ground
My will has bent, but will not brake, I know my lord, will show the way
But my heart, is giving in, to my lover, who pulls my strings
Cause you, you got me hooked, like a junkie, for your love
Now I'm, I'm doing time, ever since, the double cross
You pierce the heart of the enemy that you just fucked
And claim self-defence when you get caught
You spread the blame around on everybody else but you
You stack your alibi on a house of cards
That come crashing down whenever you talk
You spread the blame around on everybody else but you
You plead the fifth but your eyes give you away
Those crocodile tears are a little too late
You spread the blame around on everybody else but you
You cop a plea and sell me down the river
I wash up on shore with the rest of your victims
You spread the blame around on everybody else but you
These days, I'm dull but clean, like a virgin, before the deed
I keep you close, but out of reach, like a rabbit, the grey hounds chase
I retrace my steps, what can I say, old habits, are hard to shake
Shaky because, I'm going down, on my lover, who wears me out
Cause you, you got me hooked, like a junkie, for your love
Now I'm, I'm doing time, ever since, the double cross
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6. |
Baggage Claim
02:55
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Sometimes I feel I'd be better off in the cold
Look into the house that we use to call home
Why do I think about trading in my love for a whore
If I'm a blessing then why do I feel like a curse
I like to know who or what is pulling at my strings
It's getting old when your told by a stranger to leave
Blackouts are like a joke to everybody but me
Mirrors don't lie that is why I smash it to see
I fear I've, crossed the line, with every, lover I've had
No control, leaves me cold, frozen to, a December's bench
I had to drink myself sober to realize
Love is blind to a drunk who can't read the signs
I waltz around the crowd that's blocking the door
Until a stranger cuts in dragging me down with her
I fear I've, crossed the line, with every, lover I've had
No control, leaves me cold, frozen to, a December's bench
I fear I've, crossed the line, with every, lover I've had
No control, leaves me cold, frozen to, a December's bench
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For every promise that I kept, for every promise that you broke
The one thing that I should have said, I wasted on another sour note
Now that I have pissed on your parade
You just smile like a clown hiding something
Wake up broken in my lovers arms
I've just made four left turns
This train that you call love, has men that you get off
But unlike you I won't take it lying down, your cheshire cats smile turning south
Now that I have pissed on your parade
You just smile like a clown hiding something
Wake up broken in my lovers arms
I've just made four left turns
You claim you couldn't hurt a fly, while your fly paper tongue entangles mine
And as I sir come to your devilish ways, another stone is cast upon my grave
Now that I have pissed on your parade
You just smile like a clown hiding something
Wake up broken in my lovers arms
I've just made four left turns
You throw me out like a boomerang
Knowing damn well I'd be circling back
I'm just a glutton for you love, I'm just a glutton for your love, I'm just a glutton for your love, I'm just a glutton for your love
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Shawn Irwin Austin, Texas
Hello, I'm a singer/songwriter from the Big Timber. My music is my therapy, or more like turning piss into lemonade. My lyrics read like a secret diary exposed by a scorn lover. Tainted love aside, there are other tales of truckers, ghosts, and a search for a calm place to ride out the storm. I may be strange, but I think that's what makes me unique. Listen and judge for yourself. ... more
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