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Texas Sun
03:57
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Bury me beneath the Texas sun
So I can dream of California
When I was nineteen years old
I told myself I was too young
To give a damn what anyone said
So I got so drunk I lost my head
Cut my arms with broken glass
My friends all cried while I just laughed
And I died so many little deaths
Unknown bodies, unfamiliar beds
Take care of yourself
Get plenty of rest
Sleep with one eye open
Cards close to your chest
Take care of yourself
Get plenty of rest
Sleep with one eye open
Cards close to your chest
Thought I'd buy myself a gun
To do away with barking dogs
But that's the way the West was won
I don't want any part of that at all
Take care of yourself
Get plenty of rest
Sleep with one eye open
Cards close to your chest
Take care of yourself
Get plenty of rest
Sleep with one eye open
Cards close to your chest
You made your bed so lay in it
Things come full circle when all’s said and done
Bury me beneath the Texas Sun
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2. |
November
04:24
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Driving all night
Just to hear myself think
It reminds me of you
Falling asleep at the wheel
I would bring your parents flowers
If I knew where they live
But if I’m honest with myself
I still might not if I did
So I’ll take them to your grave
When November rolls around
On your twenty-second birthday
And your first year in the ground
I lie awake at night
I lie awake at night
I had a dream
Where you didn’t fall asleep
And the road continued onward
‘til you reached your own bed
I lie awake at night
I lie awake at night
I lie awake at night
Wishing I could straighten out your headlights
I lie awake at night
Wishing I
I lie awake at night
Wishing I could see you one more time
I lie awake at night
Wishing I
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3. |
Hotvlkuce
03:11
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Hotvlkuce
You are just a dream
I don’t know you at all
Silence on the phone
Words submerged in bracken
Like a forgotten cup of tea
Hotvkluce
Living in the glow
Of your favorite town
Who needs the American Dream?
You’ve got Paris beneath your feet
You look happy in the photos
Even though you never smile
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4. |
Q
03:25
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When the sky turns red
I hope you're there with me
Cause if you're in my arms
We will be at peace
When the sun goes out
You're all I'll ever need
Cause if you're in my arms
We will be at peace
As the bomb goes off
See not what it reaps
Stay in my arms
And burst apart with me
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Peter Bixby Ryan Los Angeles, California
As the world ends, Peter Bixby Ryan asks, why not celebrate?
In these troubled times there seems no reason not to say,
sing, scream exactly how you feel. If tomorrow never comes, at least we’ll have lived for today. Hailing from Los Angeles, Ryan is beginning a journey through a vast sonic and emotional landscape.
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