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Being You
04:04
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You're so beautiful, you should have some songs written about you,
So here is one, here is one,
I threw it all together from the fragments of my heart,
Because you're the one, you're the one.
And here in the arms of your perfect love,
What could feel more true?
Than here in the arms of your perfect love,
It's what you are, it's what you do,
I love you most for being you.
Why did I have to go tonight? Leave you all behind,
I miss your warm, your blissful surprise,
We've carved out a universe, to leave it now feels perverse,
But our love together, there ain't no fall but rise,
And here in the arms of your perfect love,
What could feel more true?
Than here in the arms of your perfect love,
It's what you are, it's what you do,
I love you most for being you.
For being you.
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Seven lies that you believe about yourself,
Seven lies that you believe about yourself.
You'll never be cool,
And you're the only one,
That will never fit in,
And you don't look good (don't look good),
You're a shame to yourself,
And you'll never amount to much,
Coz everything is your fault,
You say you say you say you say.
Seven lies that you believe about yourself
(1,2,3,4,5,6,7 lies, 1,2,3,4,5,6,7 lies)
Seven lies that you believe about yourself.
(1,2,3,4,5,6,7 lies, 1,2,3,4,5,6,7 lies)
You're not in control,
And you're not doing enough,
You could have more
If you just applied yourself,
And you need their love (need their love), to feel any real value,
Your time has come,
Your life is gone,
You say you say.
Seven lies that you believe about yourself
(1,2,3,4,5,6,7 lies, 1,2,3,4,5,6,7 lies)
Seven lies that you believe about yourself.
(1,2,3,4,5,6,7 lies, 1,2,3,4,5,6,7 lies)
Make your own truth now,
Turn from the lies,
Make your own truth now.
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3. |
The Source
04:27
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'Woke up in a blue funk, no belief in what I do,
Feel like a fraud, I can't do this anymore,
All I thought I ever was, was lost within the fog,
Of doing wrong, and doing right and facing time.
Looking back on songs I'd sing, when music was the only thing,
That I could really count as being mine,
The shy awkward kid I was, lost within the buzz,
Of all those great words and notes, sounds and rhymes.
Going back, I'm going back to the source,
To the ones, to the ones that I adored,
And they were, they were with me through it all,
Going back, I'm going back to the source.
Taylor was there to start it all, and Simon taught me how to fall,
He held every tear with his chords,
Bert he taught me how to strum, and Bowie took me to the moon,
And Buddy, he taught me love was more than words,
Loudon knew my every scar, the Pistols were the stars,
They showed me passion, and how to weave it into gold,
Richman taught me humour and pain and Siouxsie was the flame,
Whilst Freddie's magic was all the kind that I could hold.
Going back, I'm going back to the source,
To the ones, to the ones that I adored,
Rocking back and forth to my Daddy's guitar,
Going back, I'm going back to the source.
Going back, I'm going back to the source,
To the ones, to the ones that I adored,
Rocking back and forth to my Daddy's guitar,
Going back, I'm going back to the source.
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4. |
Little Tests
02:47
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Be a good man, be a wise man, be an upstanding citizen,
Pass it on, every whim, keep it all inside,
Act smart, play dumb, want everything that you could never own,
Get ahead, play dead and wake up as a clone.
The little tests, we give and we take,
The little tests, from the cradle to the grave,
The little tests, change your expectations,
Coz your life is not your own,
You're life is not your own.
Life trappings to acquire, what is the value when we die?
The crushing boredom of adult life will show us how to be,
Punctuated with all these benchmarks, show us the rewards for a life of work,
But reality is never free, you'll see what you will see.
The little tests, we give and we take,
The little tests, from the cradle to the grave,
The little tests, change your expectations,
Coz your life is not your own,
You're life is not your own.
Oo oo, oo oo
The little tests, we give and we take,
The little tests, from the cradle to the grave,
The little tests, change your expectations,
Coz your life is not your own,
You're life is not your own.
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True Love Starts Today
02:35
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I'm so so so so in love, so in love with you,
I'm so so so so in love, so in love with you,
I'm so so so so in love, so in love with you, (my true love)
I'm so so so so in love, so in love with you.
You make me laugh you make me smile,
I've loved you now for the longest time,
And forevermore I wish to stay,
And our true starts today.
I'm so so so so in love, so in love with you, (my true love)
I'm so so so so in love, so in love with you.
Standing there, your hand in mine,
We're face to face and eye to eye,
This day is everything that I could wish,
Let our love remain like this.
And our true love starts today (our true love)
And our true love starts today (our true love)
And our true love starts today (our true love)
And our true love starts today (our true love)
...and I love, love you true, truly I love you.
I'm so so so so in love, so in love with you, (my true love)
I'm so so so so in love, so in love with you.
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6. |
Headspace
02:34
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H...E...A...D....SPACE
H...E...A...D....SPACE
Dig dig dig, eroding my resolve,
You're a puzzle that can't be solved,
The saboteur of happiness,
When all is great you'll find the loophole,
You treat my happiness like a disease,
A great 'sell-out' of my misery,
Well I've had my share, believe me,
So I'm grabbing this with both hands,
Get out of my headspace,
Get out of my headspace,
Get out of my headspace,
Get out of my, get out of my....
Get out of my headspace, (you use up all my headspace)
Get out of my headspace, (and I am no longer free)
Get out of my headspace, (you use up all my headspace)
Get out of my, get out of my....(and I do truly miss me)
I thought I was free,
But one word from you, I'm right back down again,
You crawled into my headspace before I could see,
Now I'll never be the same again,
Dig dig dig, eroding my resolve,
You're a puzzle that can't be solved,
The saboteur of happiness,
When all is great you'll find the loophole,
Get out of my headspace,
Get out of my headspace,
Get out of my headspace,
Get out of my, get out of my....
Get out of my headspace, (you use up all my headspace)
Get out of my headspace, (and I am no longer free)
Get out of my headspace, (you use up all my headspace)
Get out of my, get out of my....(and I do truly miss me)
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7. |
Masquerade
03:32
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In this masquerade of life,
The faker has it all,
In this masquerade of life,
You're running for a fall,
In this masquerade of life,
The faker has it all,
In this masquerade of life,
You're running for a fall.
The masks we hold,
The faces that we keep to hem us in,
The roles we play,
The terms we say will keep from letting in.
In this masquerade of life, (in this masquerade)
The faker has it all,
In this masquerade of life, (in this masquerade)
You're running for a fall,
The parts we take,
The ties we fake are all to keep from harm,
The lies we tell,
We tripped and fell, the masquerade of charm.
In this masquerade of life, (in this masquerade)
The faker has it all, (the faker has it all)
In this masquerade of life, (in this masquerade)
You're running for a fall.
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8. |
History
02:33
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Give you more, it's never enough,
Hear you now, prove my love,
Entitlement, running deep,
Compassion fatigue,
History, history,
All this painful history,
Take it in, read as sin,
Histrionics between you and me.
These explosions, well they come and go,
And I'm left reeling in the after show,
Then you'll turn it around, like it's all my fault,
And that's why it's history,
History, history,
All this painful history,
Take it in, read as sin,
Histrionics between you and me.
History, history,
All this painful history,
Take it in, read as sin,
Histrionics between you and me.
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9. |
Lonely Boy
03:04
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He's a lonely boy, for all that it would seem,
A walking contradiction to what you choose to see,
And the smile he wears upon his face,
just some reminder of the feelings he displaced,
The pain he buries deep,
Lacerates the memory,
It only appears when he sleeps.
The lonely boy, he carries on,
Though he is surrounded, he's still on his own,
And the way he feels, he'll never show,
It's safer down there, where they could never know.
The pain he buries deep,
Lacerates the memory,
It only appears when he sleeps.
Lonely boy (lonely boy), lonely boy (lonely boy).
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You tried to break me, tried to steal my crown,
You tried to hurt me when no one was around,
You may have power over me right now.
But you can't keep a good man down,
You know you can't keep a good man down.
All those tears that I shed it vain,
Coz you're, you're only happy when you're causing me pain,
Well, well I ain't never going back there again.
Coz you can't keep a good man down,
You know you can't keep a good man down,
You can't keep a good man, can't keep a good man down.
This is my life (this is my life),
And this is my time (this is my time)
Well, I'm gonna use it, I'm gonna use it to shine,
Well, you keep your life (you keep your life),
And I'll keep mine (I'll keep mine),
Well, I'm gonna use it, I'm gonna use it to shine.
Coz you can't keep a good man down,
You know you can't keep a good man down,
You can't keep a good man, can't keep a good man down,
Can't keep a good...you know you can't keep a good man down,
Don't keep me down,
Can't keep me down,
Don't keep me down.
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Tim Lee UK
Tim Lee is a singer/songwriter from Cheshire, Northwest, who writes honest and straightforward songs about life's ups and downs in a variety of styles.
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