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All I Could Ever Want
00:56
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How long have I walked these sidewalks? Dilapidated storefronts, Most of them Thrift Shops, and a Baptist Church a few
But I find myself between this empty town and me
I remember when I met you, We were always supposed to, Be the best of friends, Ain't it funny how it ends
But I find myself between this empty town and me
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Death is dignified, if you let it be
Death is signified, by your eulogy
Of sad men, I'm the epitome
And my grave will be, oh just a pit of me
I'm not afraid of the dark man inside of me
I'm not afraid of death thats my blasphemy
They built a landline over the sea, to see what the ghosts in England were thinking
Over the sea, they built a landline
Bruised and diseased, my little empire
Starts to dissolve, like paper in campfires
Dirty, Dismayed like I'm a soldier
Returning from war, I thought I'd hold you
Close to my chest, with every moment
I'd feel every breath that you tried to stifle
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(river interlude)
01:22
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Falling, falling apart
We're falling, falling in punishment
Falling, falling for all my sins
You take the words right out of my mouth
If I'm a slave then you're the chains that hold me down
The wrong word falls right off of my tongue
It's living proof that I'm too young and dumb
Cause today I could feel this coming
You'll say that it isn't working
I don't know what else I can do
I can feel it on my lips
A bold phrase but just a glimpse of
Everything I want to do to you
A long day, the rivers trying to say
You're running out and gasping, gasping out for air
So how can you love me if we're not even friends?
I struggle to breathe but my lungs won't take in
It's this stupid state of mind that's got me on my knees
Cause today I could feel this coming
You'll say that it isn't working
I dont know what else I can do
I can feel it, it's on my lips
It's a bold phrase but it's just a glimpse of
Everything I want to do to you
Some might say that I dodged a bullet, but that ain't enough
I'd say I dodged an atom bomb.
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All I Could Ever Ask For
04:29
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The Fruitcake Capital of the World Claxton, Georgia
I am Jacob McCooey and this is my solo project. These are songs that don't fit with my bands and are very personal to me. I never thought I would end up making folk music, but here it goes.
The Fruitcake Capital of the World recommends:
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The best lyricist I'm lucky to call a great friend. Let his uke sing you sweetly to sleep
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