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I Want My Father Back
02:44
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I want my father back
With flaws and all I'd take him back
I want my father back
I want to hear the sound of his belt crack
I want my father back
I want to see him packing up his bags
I want my father back
I want them to fight till my mom cracks
I want my father back
How did he get fired again, I ask
I want my father back
Another night another 12-pack
I want my father back
I want him to tell me what I lack
I want my father back
I want no news of a heart attack
I want my father back
With flaws and all
I'd take him back
He didn't realize what he was doing
But my sister and me, we were ruined
And even after all of that
I'll take him back
I'd take him back
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Wavicle
01:58
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You put on a face, oscillate
Dance and play, night and day
You look beautiful as you shine
Nothing's in your way, stronger every day
Constructive waves, destructive waves
You have absolutely no concept of time
Ups in the sky, downs in the gutter
Breadth and depth are wider lower
Peaks and valleys are well defined
Ups getting lower, downs getting higher
Lights are darker, shades are brighter
Get on with the business of being alive
Timing is part of the thing
So too is amplitude and frequency
When we combine we harmonize
You are light, you are energy
Have a good ride, you are entropy
You are light, you are everything
I snore at night, keep you awake
Welcoming rote, waiting for pay
I want to apologize
Movement delayed, body decayed
Friends fade away, alone every day
Point and point make a line
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Abstract Love Song
02:33
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Ghost Ship
01:52
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We’re always fighting for a place for us
This whole world is getting swallowed up
So we hide out in basements and warehouses
Places we carve out and hold onto
Not everybody wants to join in the game
Selling smiles and trash and chasing fame
Some of us don’t want to be told or to tell
some of us just want to hold and be held
Lately I’m thinking about the ghost ship
I’ve got no right to remember it
Wasn’t my people who were lost in there
but that was only due to random chance
I can tell your heart will not ever heal
I can see you don’t want to believe its real
That all the beauty and love and the friendship
Just drifted away in the sunset
Not everybody wants to join in the game
Selling smiles and trash and chasing fame
some of us don’t want to be sold or to sell
some just want to mold and to meld
some of us just want to hold and be held.
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I can see for aisles
01:55
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Daniel Westcott California
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