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Those Days (explicit)
03:38
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You can hope all you want things are gonna change
You get worried a lot you think I’m actin’ strange
And you try to forget
And you try to forget
Those days
And you try to forget
And you try to forget
Those days
You know it knocks the wind right out of me
That look that you give when you get to fuckin’ angry
And I try to explain it
I try to explain it away
When I try to explain it
I try to explain it away
bridge
I don’t know what I’m trying to hang on to
When I can’t figure out why I’m here with you
And I try to forget
And I try to forget
Those days
And I try to forget
And I try to forget
Those days
(x2)
bridge
You can hope all you want things are gonna change
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2. |
Kill The Messenger
03:04
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The weatherman's dead no rain today
the weatherman's dead he was slain today
the weatherman's dead don't complain today
the weatherman's head is on a cane today
you can see him go insane today
smilin forever no pain today
the weatherman's dead no rain today
they smashed him under a train today
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3. |
February 4
03:17
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Hear the sound
of the snow that's fallin'
It's ten below
Vagabonds are droppin' down
To the ground
See her frown
'cuz her mother's callin'
Time to go
Just start walkin out of town
They're unwound
Lookin' down
at her teardrops fallin'
on the sink
Now she's just a queen uncrowned
Mind unsound
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He shows too much affection
When he's talkin' bout parabolas
And when I saw my reflection
I could tell he had a bit of a buzz
He's got chalk white fingers
As he tightens up his jaw
He sent me through the wringer
And I came out just a little bit raw
Well he's allowed me
To bite through the string
I quit tryin to flee
But I can still feel the sting
He's got chalk white fingers
As he tightens up his jaw
He sent me through the wringer
And I came out just a little bit raw
And there's a shaky hand
Inchin past my knee
He says I'm with the band
Hold you breath and count to three
He's got chalk white fingers
As he tightens up his jaw
He sent me through the wringer
And I came out just a little bit raw
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5. |
Parachute My Paramour
03:38
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My stars
behind bars
angels driving stolen cars
Green light
here tonight
strapping me in
nice and tight
I won't be the one
holding you down
It'll be me
Slipping out of my gown
You'll be the one
taking drinks on the side
It won't be me
with my eyes open wide
That spark
burnt a mark
flashed a blast to end the dark
rain pour
airplane roar
parachute my paramour
You were the one
with the holes in your head
It was just me
with a heart full of lead
And it was me
saying where did you go?
But I already saw
'cuz I always know
I cry
I rust
I turn
To dust
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6. |
Don't Call Me Anymore
02:31
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DON’T CALL ME ANYMORE
Copyright 2008
Words and music by Mandy Prater
I stopped by but left the car on
Threw your stuff out on the lawn
There’s just some things I can’t ignore
Like that time you grabbed my arm…
Kinda set off the alarm
Just making sure you know the score
Don’t call me anymore
Every word you say,
you dig your own grave
Your story’s frayed
and there’s nothing to save
Do you even believe yourself anymore?
You wanna see me one last time
so you can commit the perfect crime
I think it’s time I gave you what for…
Don’t call me anymore
I drove by the other night
I see you put up Christmas lights
I slipped a note under your door…
Don’t call me anymore
Every word you say,
you dig your own grave
Your story’s frayed
and there’s nothing to save
I don’t know what I’m even here for…
Don’t call me anymore
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7. |
Sucks To Be Me
02:37
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i've got no friends
i have split ends
i quit my band
i lost five grand
It sucks to be me
Sucks to be me
It sucks to be me
Wouldn’t want to be me
i wrecked my car
i smashed my guitar
my boyfriend’s always high
i got no plans for the 4th of july
It sucks to be me
It sucks to be me
Sucks to be me
<<kazoo solo>>
my tire is flat
i think i'm fat
i hit the road dropped out of school
and people think i’m a fool
It sucks to be me
It sucks to be me
It sucks to be me
It sucks to be me
Yeah, yeah
It sucks to be me
It sucks to be me
It really sucks to be me
It sucks to be me -ee-ee-eeyy
Yeah..
It sucks to be me
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Mandy Prater Austin, Texas
Mandy Prater is an Austin, Texas-based multi-instrumentalist singer-songwriter.
She writes honest lyrics about love,
loss, vulnerability, and challenging the status quo, and music and melodies that are catchy and accessible while still maintaining an edge that hearkens back to a DIY aesthetic.
Check out her frequent livestreams on Twitch and Facebook! (schedule posted at mandypratermusic.com)
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