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Kaleidoscope
04:37
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I taste shades as colors in sounds you make
Winds break but my mountain remains
I'm mapping the dark with wishes you saved
From dreams I had when our love was awake
But now's like growing peas on a willow tree
Or filling nature's mysteries with self mythology
Find me the answer to tranquility
Or I'm never coming home, it's back to black for me
Still got a soul
Underneath these bones
Still got a soul
Echoes fill the holes
Still got a soul
Beams of light, shake it out
Still got a soul
Be my kaleidoscope
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2. |
Out of My Stride
03:54
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We've been together baby all this time
But you cannot deny
That everything you told me once before
Now you don't know for sure
Don't it feel nice?
To just sit on your self-made truth
All you do is defy
Standing over the line again, again
Stay out of my stride
You're walking over my side again, again
Stay out of my stride
I'm not a player in your fantasy league
You can't pick me but take my word
If I'm up to bat don't worry darling
You know I will hit home
Don't it feel nice?
To just sit on your self-made truth
All you do is defy
Standing over the line again, again
Stay out of my stride
You're walking over my side again, again
Stay out of my stride
Stay out of my stride
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3. |
Better Start Running
03:36
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She said there's...
No fuel left in the tank
This fire won't last till dawn
Do you really think
I wanna be here for that long?
So step on the gas
Straight to the sun
Blind me till I'm...
Until I'm almost done
(Until he's almost done)
I don't quite know how to say this
But everything you've done was worthless
To put in one word you're a mess
And I just gave you a headstart baby
Self-doubt damnation
A shitshow of poorly slept nights
I feel the heat, yet I'm cold as ice
Step on the gas
Straight to the sun
Blind me till I'm...
Until I'm almost done
(Until he's almost done)
I don't quite know how to say this
But everything you've done was worthless
To put in one word you're a mess
And I just gave you a headstart baby
You better start running
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Either Late or Later
03:33
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Maybe it's time for me to get what I want
It's no surprise I've waited this long (for this)
But I can't cheat on this test
Like I've done in the past
I'll look both ways before I turn my back
So rule over me
Rule over me
'Cause I can't deal with this shit right now
Ship me out, ship me out, ship me out
And I can't deal with this shit right now
Ship me out, ship me out, ship me out
I waited, I waited for more
For what it was or it could have been
Whatever came first
To get what I want
It's clear enough to see
And I can't deal with this
So rule over me
Rule over me
I can't deal with this shit right now
Ship me out, ship me out, ship me out
And I can't deal with this shit right now
Ship me out, ship me out, ship me out
And I don't think I'd handle all this bullshit very well
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Bad Canadians are Eddie Fontenele (v/gt), Paulo Alves (gt/vx), Roberto Salgado (dr/vx), Guga Kerr (bz). None of them are Canadian. Est. 2017.
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