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Don't Tread On Me (2005)
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Before you're pointed at me
There is a possibility
You better turn that thing around
The fits come easily
So don't you tread on me
Cause I will knock you down

Some days it seems it's not worth it
The fight in me is all gone
And I'm not trying to be perfect
But just get one damn thing done
Before I lose control
I pick myself from the floor

Before you're pointed at me
There is a possibility
You better turn that thing around
The fits come easily
So don't you tread on me
Cause I will knock you down

Never come a day that I'll solve you
Consequently I could never leave you
In the shadow of those looming battleships
I love our canoe
I'm ready for the falls
And those still waters we will find are true

Oh there's a clock in my head
And despite what it says
Another one on the wall
They don't agree at all
And there's a schism in me
And despite what you see
You might see me as calm
But I go out like a bomb

Before you're pointed at me
There is a possibility
You better turn that thing around
The fits come easily
So don't you tread on me
Cause I will knock you down

Whoa
Oh in the comfort of strangers
You don't see the danger
Of just letting it flow
This I know

Before you're pointed at me
There is a possibility
You better turn that thing around
The fits come easily
So don't you tread on me

. . .



I need a break
Something inside me said
The T.V. people counting the dead
A break from all the sadness
Is what I need now, yeah
I remain at a loss for words
Apathy I sense in the hurt
A colder man is senseless no questioning yet

And what's the point
Nothing so dull
Could ever on Earth be brightened in entirely
Just think about it
And what's the point
Nothing so sly
Could ever on Earth be enlightened entirely
Just think about it

Ask me if I'm not blind
I can, I can read all the signs
So many have died
So many out of their minds
Thank your lucky stars
You got it good it's not hard
To be what you are
Thank your lucky stars

We're in a place
I thought we'd never get
People involved that fought or they fled
Running around know how we're going to get out of it, woah
It's a mistake to be paranoid
A mental state that takes strength to avoid
All the hostility and fierce truth we challenge

Here's what's the point
Of living that way
So many close their minds to what others say
Which ever feeling you voice
And what's the point
We're gonna pay
So that I won't wait ??? we'll all have that day
So make a choice

Ask me if I'm not blind
I can, I can read all the signs
So many have died
So many out of their minds
Thank your lucky stars
You got it good it's not hard
To be what you are
Thank your lucky stars

Ask me if I'm not blind
I can, I can read all the signs
So many have died
So many out of their minds
Thank your lucky stars
You got it good it's not hard
To be what you are

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Yeah
There's a gravity in me
Pulling me to want to see
What is going on tonight
Beneath the electric starlight

I like to mix with walks of life
Who live life on the other side
Pulling mussels from their shell
A place to some that looks like hell

Oh
A classic song that the jukebox has on has me moving
Oh
The faces here make it so surreal

Oh, in the company of pretty girls and new vagrants
One drink away from sleeping on the pavement
I'm not quite sure what I find so appealing
About the happy hour stealing

A party, after party
Til' it started to get grainy
Another, and another
What are we celebrating
There's always something not to miss
Diving back in the abyss
And it gets so very stale
But tomorrow's a new tale

In the Frolic Room
Woah
The seat I assume
Yeah
And I'm drawn to the night
And its damn neon light
Yeah

Where are we meeting up at
Let me guess bet I know
Does it have a sign in the window
Ice cold six packs to go
Sleep it up if you have to
There's a booth always in shadow
The reality is all around you
It's the best reality show

Oh, in the company of the privileged and the nearly damned
Mixing like a cocktail of your spirit slam
In the danger zone is where you'll find me
In a certain dive so inviting

A party, after party
Til' it started to get grainy
Another, and another
What are we celebrating
There's always something not to miss
Diving back in the abyss
And it gets so very stale
But tomorrow's a new tale

In the Frolic Room
Woah
The seat I assume
Yeah
And I'm drawn to the night
And its damn neon light

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If there's a scream inside of you
Just let it go
You're beating yourself up baby
Don't you know
You've got to get through
And lift the roof off your soul

It's like the pain locked
In the part of your heart
It's never gonna leave it
Unless you start
To warm it up
Be wise and be smart

Out on the ocean
There's no one around
No one to hear a sound
It's just us out here
Out on the ocean
Speaking free

Away from the city
Away from the ears that
Bug us and judge us
It's so liberating
To be free
And my heart slows down

Nice and easy
And your breathing will be pleasing
Just speak easy
And say what's on your mind
I search for something
To compare you to
Thought long and hard
For a simile true
Now I'm suddenly aware
In the quest you're beyond compare
So speak easy

If there's a shadow in your life
Then there's sunshine
Things turning inside out
All the time
Just rewind
It's all in your mind

Oh so speak easy
Out here we're floating
Late in the night
And the only light to guide us is a
Full moon that's glowing
On the sea

Nice and easy
And your breathing will be pleasing
Just speak easy
And say what's on your mind
I search for something
To compare you to
Thought long and hard
For a simile true
Now I'm suddenly aware
In the quest you're beyond compare
So speak easy

Speak easy
Speak easy

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Not the back of a gentle mother
I do like a manhole cover
It keeps on pounding my head
We'll order water
Torture sauce and economics
Every day just more comics
In a pissing contest
That started out with atomic bombs
Mom will they drop the bomb
Will they think about their children's children
Be a forwardless mess and this
No one to call
You can't make them stall
I want to feed them to each other
Cause I'm sick of them all

How can't you see something's missing
Is anyone listening
We're shooting up flares
Does anyone care

They got this world locked down bound and gagged
From the reds in Pine Ridge to that land in Bagdad

When did our leaders
Become bottom feeders
We're shooting up flares
Does anyone care

They got this world locked down bound and gagged
With constant fear and paranoia toxins in our head

It's just something they know how to do
How to make everyone feel uncalm
The masses just take it while they turn the screws
Bring to a boil, add oil, then bomb
It's just something that we got to fight
How to make everyone feel uncalm
Keep us distracted with ???

Porno shows, MTV hoes, and all the radio
It's the same fucking song
That's just the way it goes
Cold turkey world to democracy's girls
From the rules of engagements sweet heart
This is the world

How can so many sit silent
Enough to the violence
We're shooting up flares
Does anyone care

They got this world locked down bound and gagged
The Botox, Barbie dolls, and magazine ads

It's just something they know how to do
How to make everyone feel uncalm
The masses just take it while they turn the screws
Bring to a boil, add oil, then bomb
Embodying all that we know to be wrong
How to make everyone feel uncalm

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No matter what I do
I'll always wait for you
So I guess that's, that's what I got to do

It seems I'm spending so much time waiting
And when you can't make up your mind
I'm waiting for you
If that's what it requires
Then waiting's what I'll do
So hurry yourself up
I'm waiting

Just hang up that phone
You already know on your own
What you need to do
And what you got to do
It feels like I'm losing my mind
You know that I'll deal just fine

It seems I'm spending so much time waiting
And when you can't make up your mind
I'm waiting for you
If that's what it requires
Then waiting's what I'll do
So hurry yourself up
I'm waiting

I know you're thinking
That loves a gamble
And you're not sure that you gonna win, now babe
Take your money and double your bet
And see what happens and watch out
I'm taking my love down to your pawnshop
Tell me baby what should I get
A wedding ring and a boom box
Boom box boom box boom box ooowww

And what else can I say
It will do no good anyway
As long as you know that I'll keep waiting

It seems I'm spending so much time waiting
And when you can't make up your mind
I'm waiting for you
If that's what it requires
Then waiting's what I'll do
So hurry yourself up
I'm waiting

And what else can I say
It will do no good anyway
As long as you know that I'll keep waiting

For you I'd wait forever
Because I know that one day we'll be together
Maybe it's because you know I'll wait
You know I'll wait

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Between this world and the next
I want to locate a bit of you
Will I feel it
Or gaze an emptiness
Who guessed it could be so unfinished
A never-ending infernal cross
Yes yeah where is that bliss
The ordinary life I knew that was so exquisite.

You long for the flowers
I get more from the hours spent
Man instead of free of descent
A day without argument

You said you long for the flowers
That you remember
A song sang from the shower
How I used to bend words
You ask me where did all that go
And I have no answer
I admit that I'm giving up hope
And wandering if it can survive

One day will we just begin again
One day

Will we begin again

You said you long for the flowers
That you remember
A song sang from the shower
How I used to bend words
You ask me where did all that go
And I have no answer
I admit that I'm giving up hope
And wandering if it can survive

Something to take lightly
The one thing we feel
I wish we're surviving
The time, the time
It steals like a thief

Woah, Something to take lightly
The one thing we feel
I wish we're surviving
The time, the time

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There was an earthquake
In her dreams so she thinks her
Foundation is crumbling away
Fault lines in her words
Hoping to show her so disturbed that
Has shaped her to what she is today

Getting through to her
Getting through to her
Getting through to her
Getting through to her

Sometimes when I call
She tells me things that were not her fault
And her surface starts to break
Breakdown a hurting sound
I want to tell her that it's ok now
But I'm not too sure just what to say

Getting through to her
Getting through to her
Getting through to her
Getting through to her

All she wants is some breathing room
If not tomorrow surely one day soon
All she wants is some breathing room
If not tomorrow surely one day soon

Excuse me did she say
She wished she went away
And not return to the shame
Brought to her those days
We'll take man's dirty deeds
And suck them out like cosmic beings
Into the sun hoping
They'll be happy burning
But life is not T.V.
Life is not T.V.
Life is not T.V.

She's on wounded knee
The wild crazy horse that's me
Her heart parts ???
I feel refreshed when I watch her sleep
Sometimes it's all I need
It's all about the company we keep

Getting through to her
Getting through to her
Getting through to her
Getting through to her

All she wants is some breathing room
If not tomorrow surely one day soon
All she wants is some breathing room
If not tomorrow surely one day soon

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I know what you're thinking
I know I did you wrong
But I just got this feeling
Baby please hold on
The way we used to dance
We forgot the steps
We both lost our balance
Now I drink to forget

Whiskey and wine
Killing me shot at a time

You pour the liquor in the cup and then you swirl it around
Cause, you don't remember if you're up or you're down (up or you're down)
A temporary fix
Or moment's elixir
Yeah and I will say
I put my hand up in the air and I won't do it again, naw (put my hand)
Can't promise it because I don't pretend to know (to know what)
What the price I pay
Yeah yeah
Not a remedy for a thing and I will do it again, naw

Whiskey and wine
Killing me shot at a time

Whiskey and wine

. . .



There will come a time
When men will ???
I will take my last breath
And on that day
I'll be dying

At that time will I feel at ease
Will I dream and be at peace
These are things that no one knows
Come on help me now

Why must I think of this until I find
Peace and quiet in the clouding of my mind
There are times but I never come around
I can tell things are getting ok now

What if there is no ending
Turn from where we've been
To a place where all we can see is
Light pouring in

Am I really all that far
Far removed from that ending part
Or just a little closer to
The galaxy's misty heart

Why must I think of this until I find
Peace and quiet in the clouding of my mind
There are times but I never come around
I can tell things are getting ok now

Why must I think of this until I find
Peace and quiet in the clouding of my mind
There are times but I never come around

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Ohhh ohhh
There's always an excuse when you need one
There's always an excuse when you need one
Aw, always a reason for someone

There's always an excuse when you need one
There's always an excuse when you need one
Aw, always tiptoe around the turncoat today
Yeah
Which mood is it gonna be today
Yeah

This time you've done it
You hurt yourself good
Your best friend is gone
And it's understood
All alone and no singing
At a true LA style
Your phone stopped ringing

There's always an excuse when you need one
There's always an excuse when you need one
Aw, there's always an excuse when you need one
There's always an excuse when you need one
Always

Shut it down
Get it right
Cause a person can't win if they don't even put up a fight
Get it right
Everyone has got something that keeps them awake in the night
That's a fact
Don't think of the times that you gave up and let out some slack
Take it back
Don't think you're the only one going through it
Take it back

There's always an excuse when you need one
There's always an excuse when you need one
Awww

There's always an excuse when you need one
Always an excuse when you need one
Always an excuse when you need one
Always an excuse when you need one
Always an excuse when you need one

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