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Cinnamon Girl*
02:00
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2. |
We Know Not What We Do
03:18
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She grew up in a trailer park on the outskirts of Summerville
And the entrance was marked with a Green Pointe sign
Her mom was drinking on the weekends sometimes not coming home
While her dad was a hotel doing cocaine lines
She was just trying to find a clean shirt and trying to do her homework
And trying to catch a ride to get to school on time
I'm sorry if you think I'm mean
Hold the door
Hold the phone
500 horse power machine
I'm hitting the road
Following close
Tell me now baby what you think you know
I've got cuts on my wrist
my throat has been slit
the beds full of blood
it's because of you
I just hate the mundane
I've been feeling so low
I've been locked up for days
It's because of you
Little love of our life
oh be careful your eyes
We know not what we do
We know not what you see
I'm sorry if you think I'm mean
Hold the door
Hold the phone
500 horse power machine
I'm hitting the road
Following close
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3. |
I Don't Hate You
03:34
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I always start here
going straight to the bottom
give me four, give me five
mini bottles in a line
don't you short me
you ain't my daddy
keep em cold and keep em coming
boredom tastes like
mikes hard lemonade
107 proof, gold flakes
I said I won't drive
I swear I won't drive
you know I won't drive unless I change my mind
I'll bring you down
I'll cut you out
I'll dwell in my past life til I die
and I'm killing myself
You've got people who love you and want you around
Got children deserving of sober and sound mind
a daughter who's hoping that you will be a here a long time
Folks that don't like the person you've been
Every night you've got someone else under your skin
And I don't hate the person
I hate the sin
No I don't hate the person
I don't hate you
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4. |
Climb
03:18
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From the outside looking in
it's a big colossal win
A damn near crying-shame
you're troubled seeing it that way
Tuck around that rocky road
or at least trade in those tires
You were made to ride this highway
and by highway I mean low-way
... So make it worth all of the while
Make a song or two or three
It'll mean something to someone
It'll mean something to me
The first will will be the last
and you'll be the one in line
leading all the others
with no man left behind
Trials, tribulations,
send salutations
You gotta get up
Never gonna see what's up
if you don't climb
Climb
You gotta climb
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5. |
Be Bold
03:52
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You can be bold
You can change minds with your grand ideas
and you can get noticed
The walls up around you are a figment of space
It's simple and it's pleasing
Worthiness ain't fleeting
The power has always been there
raise a foot
a stone appears
up under you
Shake off that mental fuss
Take your next step
Baby, you look good when you do it
so do it by yourself
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6. |
After The Gold Rush*
03:04
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7. |
Comic (book) Relief
00:50
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Sarah Summer Arizona
I sing these songs to triumph depression and spit in the face of doubt.
Influences
include Roger Miller, Neil Young, Robert Johnson, Willie Nelson, Bob Dylan, Bob Marley, Smashing Pumpkins, Holly Golightly, Linda McCartney, and Françoise Hardy
sarahsummer.net
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