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Wild
03:18
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Don't wanna wear a uniform,
Don't wanna wait for the train.
Don't wanna waste my life away,
Making someone else's wage.
I am so impatient, wishing, waiting,
Hoping for a change.
I am every color, pure and putrid,
Things I wouldn't change.
I want to be wild.
I want to be wild.
I want to be wild....
Don't wanna to walk in single file,
Don't wanna hide from the rain.
Don't wanna be a personal brand,
Or take man's last name.
I want the sun to shape me,
The moon to make me,
To live outside the range.
I am every color, pure and putrid,
Things I wouldn't change.
I want to be wild.
I want to be wild.
I want to be wild....
Give me summers of bug bites and bruises.
And winters of fur and cold noses.
Bug bites and bruises.
Fur and cold noses.
I want to be wild.
I want to be wild.
I want to be wild....
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Ice
03:07
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The summer days are gone, boy
The summer days are gone
The sun has packed its bags and left
The summer days are gone
The autumn leaves fall down, now
The autumn leaves fall down
The color slips and fades so fast
The autumn leaves fall down
The winter winds roll in, dear
The winter winds roll in
Warmth is gone and life is thin
The winter winds roll in
But spring it never comes, love
The spring it never comes
The flowers freeze and wither fast
The spring it never comes
Will the world end in fire,
Or will it end in ice
The temperature kept rising higher
So they never thought twice
The world, it ends in ice
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Fool Me Once
03:27
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Everything I see extends infinitely
But it means nothing to me, if you're gone.
These anxieties, their constant cascading
Always accompany me, but I keep on.
You fool me once, you fool me twice: I'm trying.
You fool me twice, you fool me thrice: I'm dying.
The dark it seems to me never-ever ending
Fractals of deceit, the winter is long.
I fear being happy, the joy is so fleeting
Like death must be lurking, it just feels wrong.
You fool me once, you fool me twice: I'm trying.
You fool me twice, you fool me thrice: I'm dying.
You and I are not the same,
We walk no single path.
Stumble and crawl, until we fall,
Yet all these things shall pass.
You are I are much the same,
We have no single past.
Invincible, we rule the world,
Yet all good things will pass.
You fool me once, you fool me twice: I'm trying.
You fool me twice, you fool me thrice: I'm dying.
Everything I see... means nothing to me.
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4. |
Outside Looking In
04:16
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Well you say we're on the same team,
But your "we" never includes me.
I'm on the outside way out here,
You couldn't even hear me if I cheer.
But on the edge is quite a view,
Away from the center, and far from you.
On the edge I see the truth,
I see straight inside you.
You see I'm on the outside looking in,
I'll never be one of the cool kids.
I've got people that I love,
But I'll never be good enough.
I'll never be.
Don't let me drift away in the mainstream,
Float away on mediocrity.
Same thoughts, same style, same words,
You're treading shallow water-- so absurd.
But on the shore is quite a view,
Away from the current and far from you.
On the shore I see the truth,
I see straight inside you.
You see I'm on the outside looking in,
I'll never be one of the cool kids.
I've got people that I love,
But I'll never be good enough.
I'll never be.
I'll go as close to the edge as I can without going over.
But if I fall there's no one left to save me, I'm a lone soldier.
You see I'm on the outside.
You see I'm on the outside looking in,
I'll never be one of the cool kids.
I've got people that I love,
But I'll never be good enough.
I'll never be.
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Krista O'Connell Arlington, Virginia
Krista O'Connell is a guitarist, singer, and songwriter from Virginia Beach, VA, who now calls the Washington, DC area home. She has roots in folk, rock, and blues and enjoys improvising, writing original music, and creating unique covers.
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