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Asa Dunton
03:32
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A stamp on my wrist, a glow in my eyes,
a winter's kiss in the middle of July
and I forget just what I had to say.
I'd ask for a lift but I don't have the right
to leave like this in the middle of the night
and I forget just why I had to stay.
And I don't know if you know that I've always loved you so
but I would crawl across Chicago for you to know.
I've always been the one with the plan,
the careful steps to follow like commands
but I forget just how this should be played.
I'm through with the lists cause now I understand
just what it is to behave like a man
and I forget just why I am this way.
And I don't care if it snows, for as long as you love me so
I would crawl across Chicago for you alone.
And I don't care if you know that I've always loved you so
I would crawl across Chicago all alone.
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2. |
K
04:01
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Let’s take it back to the start.
Let’s trace the principles and patterns of modern art
and go through every line of this minimal design
then take it all down and replace every part.
She keeps her nose in a book.
She keeps her hair dark and long, a familiar look
Pairing boots and skirts, at the school where she works
and over and over when it’s over I will be the blame.
I never fall in love cause I don’t know your name
and if it falls apart, it always feels the same.
We meet up on a rooftop trading
quotes from movies we know too well
and you look so good, and I want you so bad
and my heart again sings
"Oh no, I don’t know you
and I want you to know me!"
And you’ve sewn your heart on the sleeve
of your cardigan
I never fall in love cause I don’t know your name
and if it falls apart, it always feels the same.
I never fall in love until I learn your name
and when it falls apart, I hope you feel the same.
...break it down and build it up the same
as you’ve always known it and never change at
all my friends they know I’ve got a type
and I never listen and never take a
break you down and build you up the same
as I’ve always known you and never change at
all my friends they you’re just my type
and I never listen and never take a...
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3. |
Bad For You
03:23
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I was always asking after you,
just to get a better point of view.
Oh, what would I do if I found out all the things I heard were true
Then I met you on that night, in a crowded disco light,
and I hadn't heard a word you said but I'm falling bad for you.
I was looking out for something new,
just a little help to pull me through
Oh, what should I do to forget about the things I thought I knew.
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Caroline
04:27
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A bottle of deep red wine, a glass for me and for Caroline.
Do you think that I am the type to retreat or to cross the line?
A model for well-kept smiles, a hint of regret and versatile.
Do I know when to say goodnight, how to leave and still be polite?
I just want to make clear that I don't know how I ended up here.
But if you want me to stay, well I don't know I could walk away.
I've got nowhere to go, and you've had all week to be alone.
Do you think that I wouldn't know?
Do you think that I move too slow?
I just want to make clear that I don't know how I ended up here.
So if you want me to stay, I don't know that I could walk away.
No.
Cause I met somebody new and we move slowly,
and she could someday learn to love me only.
And if you want me to, I'd let her know that
she's none of my concern in loving only you.
A bottle of deep red wine, a glass for me and for Caroline.
Do you think that I'm not the type?
Well, I think that you could be right.
I just want to make clear that I don't know how I ended up here.
But if you want me to stay, well I don't think I could walk away.
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5. |
Stepping Stone
04:18
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I met you between floors 3 and 4
in a stairwell purging numbers from your phone.
I asked about the things you knew about
and you took me by the hand and walked me out.
And my lips turned red at the things you said
and for weeks on end you’d guest star in my bed.
I was made a stone for stepping
cause I kept my head above water
and I kept you warm and dry until you found another lover.
Whoa.
I saw you on campus heading east
to a straight line where the sky and water meet.
And you left me all alone, to find my own way home
and I wondered why you couldn’t let me be.
And my lips turned blue at the sight of you
cause my heart just knew you’d always be untrue.
And my lips turned blue at the sight of you
cause I always knew you’d tear my heart in two.
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6. |
On The Road
04:31
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When we first met those years ago,
I was lost and you walked me home.
Drop my keys, fall to the ground,
though I know I would be the one to let you down.
I'm out of trick, I'm out of lies,
I only come back here to apologize.
Ain't got no shame, ain't got no pride,
I only ask of you that I could come inside.
Take my hand, take my heart, may we never be apart.
Though you've walked for miles alone, I will meet you on the road.
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