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JAMES MORRISON >> Merchandise Links
JAMES MORRISON
I'm done, shoot your gun I think it's time to take it back to where we started from Your pain, my pain I write it down and tell you exactly how I feel again And all I see is a mass of confusion of who I am and what I gotta be Closed eyes, big lines I get so tempted just to let it ride sometimes Looks good, tastes bad Makes me wonder where I buried all the dreams I had And all I see is a less-good version Of a man I don't want to be All I feel is you tying me down To something that just isn't real And all I need is some truth, God help me Before the devil buries me I can't do nothing if I can't do something my way Well I must be crazy if I follow every word you say When the shit comes down you'll be the first to walk away Call the police, coz I've lost control and I really want to see you bleed I'm awake, why wait I don't need someone to tell me who to be today Quite sure, unlike before Came off the road and I forgot what I was looking for And all I see is a less-good version Of a man I don't want to be All I feel is you tying me down To something that just isn't real And all I need is some truth, God help me Before the devil buries me Can't just hack at me, you know You might just have to let me go Closed in, I need some room to grow You don't know what you think you know Hiding behind your pop machine So you can break someone else's dream Call the police coz I've lost control and I really want to see you bleed I can't do nothing if I can't do something my way I must be crazy if I follow every word you say When the shit comes down you'll be the first to walk away
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