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A Man Without Country
04:48
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And mama said I was born with the blues.
And I ain't seen daddy 'round since I was two.
See he went and hit the bottle;
So my mama hit the road.
Left a good home vacant and a man on the ground cold.
But there's a part of me that I'm wishing wasn't you. And if the devil makes three than you better make room. Is hell big enough to hold my demons or not?
I'm just bitter, left cursin' I didn't get what I got
No I can't see, no I am not, no I can't feel, no I can't.
Used to believe that closure would come, ease my worries nurse my doubt. And when you walked out that door you took the things I can't live without. No
She don't love, no she don't love you
Daddy don't cry don't cry no more
I've got no home, no home, no home
You ain't no man, yeah you ain't no man, no father of mine, yeah you ain't no man
No man, yea no man, no father of mine, yea you ain't no man
No father, no man, you ain't no father, you ain't no man
No
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Downtrodden
05:26
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Tread on me,
You walk on my memories,
But I don't feel a thing,
And I can't
All these voices in my head,
They have no occupants.
A constant reminder that maybe it's all I'll have.
But when it's said and done,
We're overrun by those thoughts and remnants that we all keep inside,
We all keep inside of us.
And heaven,
If you hear me,
Can I sell my soul, for streets of gold?
I know I'm not ready to go.
We coincide, with what's inside,
To keep at bay, all those lies.
I can feel my heart, is slipping,
Out of my chest.
And heaven,
If you hear me,
Can I sell my soul, for streets of gold?
I know I'm not ready to go.
I can't feel the sun,
On my skin.
I'm downtrodden,
Beaten,
Worn thin.
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My Sons, My Brothers
04:05
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Oh my brother,
I would fight for you,
All the time.
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Anastasia
04:50
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And stay these hands.
You know how weak I've become.
And give me the strength to overcome,
the ones that are lost,
defeated,
the damned,
the ones I love.
And we are orphans and ghosts,
orphans and ghosts,
orphans and ghosts,
orphans and ghosts,
I want,
to feel grace to kiss its gentle face.
I have become so,
weary so tired from the sins that I carry.
Oh god what have I done?
And who have I become?
I could see hell in my eyes,
but it's the closest that I have felt to heaven in this life.
He found Jesus in a needle,
but he's not a holy man.
She only knew of love in story books she wished she never read.
Now we are orphans and ghost.
Among the world we live alone.
But you are not alone,
my love, my love,
my love, my love,
my love,
you are not alone
And what a travesty it is,
to wash away our sins.
We are baptized in regret.
We speak in tongues.
And what a travesty it is,
to wash away our sins.
We are baptized in regret.
I want,
to feel grace to kiss its gentle face.
I have become so,
weary so tired from the sins that I carry.
Oh god what have I done?
And who have I become?
I could see hell in my eyes,
but it's the closest that I have felt to heaven in this life.
And what a travesty it is,
to wash away our sins.
We are travesties,
we are,
we are.
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My Father's Will
04:31
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Shrouded in my self doubt,
you carried my burdens.
You bore the wounds I would inflict,
undertook me when I was weak.
From your cup you gave me water,
when I was without drink.
And the words you spoke of free men,
in a world that no one sees.
Young king,
bring to me your fear.
For you,
I would give up everything.
Into the wind,
you are free.
Young king,
be a better man than me.
Settle in your own skin.
Find it in your fledgling blood,
to chase after blue skies,
dream higher than mountain tops.
Your words,
echo.
Your voice like thunder.
Your words,
echo.
Your voice like thunder
Your will
Your will
Your will
Your will
Your will
Your will
is for me to be,
for me to be,
Free.
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