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yes, i am only a wall
for lovers to push up against
yes, i am only a wall
for families to hang their heads
yes, i am only a wall
at least i don’t try to pretend
yes, i am only a wall
but at least i’m not dead
yes, i am only a wall
but at least i’m not dead
yes, i am only a wall
but at least i’m not dead
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2. |
The Gift
04:24
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you took a plane down to FLA
you took a picture of him standing in broad day
and i had been there before
but only in my mind
i couldn’t warn either of you in time
oh i just felt like i had died
i knew you didn’t have much time
hindsight is the gift i wish that i could give
hindsight is the gift i wish that i could give
they say that love can conquer anything
the same can’t be true when you’ve got no money to your name
you asked, you pleaded
you practically begged
and i laughed, i cried
i knew it was a waste
oh i just felt like i had died
i knew you didn’t have much time
hindsight is the gift i wish that i could give
hindsight is the gift i wish that i could give
well now you’ve both gone your own ways
and i know what i would have said
if i, if i had told
two southern boys with different games
convenience is the devil’s plaything
oh, you should have known
but you never know
hindsight is the gift i wish that i could give
hindsight is the gift i wish that i could give
hindsight is the gift i wish that i could give
hindsight is the gift i wish that i could give
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Valentine
04:27
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i saw your face and knew your name
it just came to me, it just seemed right
and in a theater full of bodies and beating hearts
it just seemed right
and at the party
i told you my name twice
we left the party
and slipped onto the ice
yes, love is a river
and you skated into me
yes, love is a river
that you followed out to sea
while i tripped over me
you’ve been haunting me some time
my valentine, my valentine
came to my home, stayed in my mind
limbs entwined, blank page unlined
and you began to write
a story with no end
it just came to you, it just seemed right
and in someone else’s bed
with your arms around me, it just seemed right
and at the party
you made me feel alright
we stepped outside the party
and you were bathed in winter light
yes, love is a river
with a current much too fast
yes, love is a river
that i pray doubles back at last
‘cause i’m living in the past
you’ve been haunting me some time
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4. |
I Do Not Like
03:14
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i like routine, i do not like surprise parties
i like to know the times when you’ll be holding me
i like routine, i like to have stability
i like to know the times when you’ll be holding me
but i’m finding i am minding you
being around
and doing all the same things
doing all the same things
doing all the same things
that you always do
i like routine, i do not like surprise parties
but it gets boring knowing every single thing
i like routine, i like to have stability
but it gets boring knowing every single thing
and i’m finding i am minding you
being around
and doing all the same things
doing all the same things
doing all the same things
that you always do
doing all the same things
doing all the same things
doing all the same things
that you always do
i like routine, i do not like surprise parties
but it’s my birthday in a couple of weeks
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5. |
Vaccine
04:54
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in a waiting room i sat
as the tension climbed my back
no the doctor couldn’t call me fast enough
i tried to read a magazine
it told me to be happy
no the doctor couldn’t call me fast enough
what i need is a vaccine
to help me feel something
no the doctor can’t inject it fast enough
i sit and wonder why
i sit here and don’t cry
oh isn’t love supposed to feel like dying?
there are birds in all these chairs
they are holding each other’s hands
no the doctor cannot call me fast enough
the music fills the room
it says, “well, are you or aren’t you?”
no the doctor cannot call me fast enough
what i need is a vaccine
to help me feel something
no the doctor can’t inject it fast enough
i sit and wonder why
i sit here and don’t cry
oh isn’t love supposed to feel like dying?
i sit here and i think
love is just like a cheap drink
oh i know love’s supposed to feel like dying
oh isn’t love supposed to feel like dying?
what i need is a vaccine
to help me feel something
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Untitled (Taller)
01:27
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7. |
XIX
03:40
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i am a tree i’m supposed to grow
taller
but what i have found as i look around’s
that my world is still so small
oh nothing has changed,
nothing has changed since seventeen
i’m as stubborn and stupid and selfish
as i’ve ever been
still chasing all of the same people
with no thicker skin
oh nothing has changed,
nothing has,
nothing
i am alive, i’m my mother’s child
i want to feel home
but what i have found as i look around’s
that there’s more than one way to be grown
i don’t tell a soul, i don’t close my eyes
i watch and i listen as everyone tells me i’m fine
i am a tree i’m supposed to grow
taller
but what i have found as i look around
is that i am spinning in circles
oh nothing has changed,
nothing has changed since seventeen
i’m as naïve as i’ve ever been
still chasing, chasing myself
with no thicker skin
oh nothing has changed, nothing has changed,
nothing has changed,
nothing has,
nothing
nothing
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8. |
Andrew
04:54
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you say it started when i walked into the room
you say it started when i walked right into you
but i never meant to hurt you
we walked for hours ‘til our feet, they hit the stone
we talked for hours about where we ought to go
but i never meant to hurt you
oh andrew,
why did you have to?
oh andrew, why?
your friends, they told me how you got sick that one night
i hope it wasn’t from our rollercoaster ride
i had a lot, you never had a lot of fight
but i never meant to desert you
oh andrew,
why did i have to?
oh andrew, why?
even now, i get confused with you
i get confused by you
i get infused by you
even now, i get consumed by you
i get consumed by you
i get consumed
oh andrew,
why did we have to?
oh andrew, why?
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9. |
The Way Home
03:40
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i don’t like a man ain’t supposed to cry
‘cause a man i am, and i cry all the time
and i don’t like a man should stand up and fight
‘cause a man i am, and i hide all the time
one time, got a stick thrown in my eye
was black and blue by night
one time, wanted to lay down and die
i don’t like a man should always know why
‘cause a man i am, and i’m blind all the time
and i don’t like a man can’t say goodbye
‘cause a man i am, and i fly all the time
one time, had a teardrop in my eye
and more would fall by night
one time, wanted to lay down and die
oh the way home, the way home was hard
oh the way home, the way home was hard
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10. |
Where Bodies Go
04:20
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i move in slow
i dream in yellow
i want to know
how to carve this stone into me
where bodies go
so bodies follow
i want to know
how to break these bones that cling to me
oh i am
haunted, haunted
oh i am haunted
but not wanted
islands of sleep
islands surround me
don’t want to be
all that’s around me
climbed up to see
the black snakes are running
i want to be
where they are always just out of my reach
oh i am
haunted, haunted
oh i am haunted
but not wanted
i move in slow, i dream in yellow
i want to know
where bodies go, so bodies follow
i want to know
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11. |
Fickle Heart
01:57
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it always starts the same
a game, a show, a play
i let you tag along
i see through you, i let you carry on
it always ends the same
the walk back to my place
you ask if i had fun
and the guilt hits me, i realize what i’ve done
but i can’t stop doing that
i guess
i’ve got a fickle heart
i’ve kept you in my hands
all i can do is want to be wanted
i’ve got a fickle heart
i’ve got a fickle heart
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Calvin Lamothe Boston, Massachusetts
calvin lamothe is a 24-year-old singer-songwriter from brooklyn, via a tiny seaside town in massachusetts. new music coming eventually!
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