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Patrick Swayze
03:24
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I’ve had that same dream again,
Where i’m Patrick Swayze,
And i’m watching you missing me.
You’ve found a good deputy,
But i just won’t ignore,
That it looked like you loved him more.
And gone are those days when id wish you away.
Now i want to break free, and i wake just to see,
That my bath waters cold, and i’m starting to feel old.
Here comes that same dream again,
Where i’m Patrick Swayze,
And i want you to dance with me.
But i’m cursing these two left feet,
As you take to the sky,
On the arms of some other guy.
And gone are those days when id wish you away.
Now i want to break free, and i wake just to see,
That my bath waters cold, and i’m starting to feel old.
Your high school sweetheart, she’s doing fine.
Best friends with their pretty sweet lives.
This corner seems a cosy place to hide.
I’ll be up beside you on the floor.
If i only could be strong when i need to try,
Harder just when times not on my side.
And gone are those days when id wish you away.
Now i want to break free, and i wake just to see,
That my bath waters cold, and i’m starting to feel old.
The times that you cried weren’t the times of your life,
Now i want to break free, so i wake just to see,
That your loves all i’ve known,
And i’m scared i might die alone.
I’ve had that same dream again,
Where it’s you and it’s me,
And there’s no need to worry.
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2. |
So Cool
02:38
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I can’t get up till Twelve.
Eagles lost again.
I brush my teeth and hair.
Grab my keys and my cards and my cash.
(Yeah)
I’ll take this leather couch.
(If you want me to)
And put my speakers out.
(In the yard for you)
I’ll pick you up in ten.
(In my chevy truck)
Get some gas you can ride in the back.
Feels like
You, you,
Feel so cool, c-cool.
You, you,
Feel so cool, c-c-cool.
Lets go to my garage.
(Turn the volume up)
And put some Weezer on.
(Fuck the neighbourhood)
Just the older songs.
(Till my Mom gets home)
We can rip them off and get drunk.
Feels like
You, you,
Feel so cool, c-cool.
You, you,
Feel so cool, c-c-cool.
Feels like
You, you,
Feel so cool, c-cool.
You, you,
Feel so cool, c-c-cool.
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3. |
It's A Trip
03:38
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Empty, waking up in your twenties
What you don’t know is now in stereo
Is this where you expected to be
You’re lost in translation
Like you’ve always been
Expectations with a little shame
I can see who you are
But no you’re never gonna set her free
What’s the worst thing I could say
I’m the one who seems finds out every day
Oh my god it’s a trip
I like things you think they’re shit
Cut my hair in different ways
Something new but I’m still the same
I can’t be the one you need
When you smile, too many teeth
Just the same with extra cheese
In my heart it’s killing me
Selfish, or so it seems
when I’m not thinking
I wash my face
And I tie back my hair
Can you see who I am
Are you ever gonna let me be
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Take your first steps but miss the cracks.
Stand up straight with your shoulders back.
It’s easy to turn just to watch them crawl,
A weight you can’t carry no more.
Ah Ah Ah, Ah Ah Ah, give me some time.
I’m just as scared as you are in life.
The man that i always wished to be,
Is face down half dead in a raging sea.
He’s kept afloat by the promises that i can no longer keep.
Take your first steps but miss the cracks.
Stand up straight with your shoulders back.
It’s easy to turn just to watch them crawl,
A weight you can’t carry no more.
Ah Ah Ah, Ah Ah Ah, give me some time.
I’m just as scared as you are.
Ah Ah Ah, Ah Ah Ah, get out my way,
It only hurts for a moment but.
From my heart of hearts,
I could offer you one more chance,
I could sink just to watch you float,
Dressed in all of my favourite clothes.
Shoot the bird just to watch you sing,
One stone each from my homemade sling.
Then i notice just how long it takes,
For these two hearts to break.
These two hearts might never be.
The man that i always wished to be,
Is face down half dead in a raging sea.
He’s kept afloat by the promises that i can no longer keep.
That i can no longer keep.
That i can no longer keep.
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Trunky Juno Newcastle Upon Tyne, UK
Behind a well-established moustache and deadpan inclinations, North Eastern indie maverick Trunky Juno resides within his own sphere of off-kilter artistry. Known for his masterful lyricism, warped sounds and bold ideations, the Durham native brings a spritely disposition to the alternative music scene, twisting the mundane into something entertaining. ... more
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