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Jack B. Quick
03:09
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Think fast
The train's off the tracks, it skipped off the map
It cuts through a dying scene
Burn the script, we're all coming clean
A lost cause is not always lost
We're sick of the costs
We're tired of losing sleep
Shake awake and realize the dream
Just see
Is it all a faded memory?
Godspeed to the Rocket Man, far out of reach
It's time
Time served is all well-deserved
It's what you have heard
But feels like a dead end
Fight back or let it sink in
I'm not afraid of my past
I've taken some chances
Fell flat on my face
These scars are what gives chase
It's all these easy distractions that I'm always after
I've got some left to find
Lyrics reprinted with permission.
Copyright 2018 Travis Coffin. All rights reserved.
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Still Got It
03:06
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6am and I'm staring down this highway
Hoping that the day flies by
Hoping to be home again
Late nights, and the early starts are losing
The same appeal that they once shared
With my introspective views
Will I find True North?
Will I see tomorrow?
And I'm screaming out my lungs
"I've still got everything to prove!"
Still paying back time borrowed
Clear the debt
Hit Restart
Kill these demons
Waive your signs
Print name on line
Celebrate the calendar turning pages
A round of shots for all my friends
And those who've passed through heaven's gate
There's a man at the bar
Rambling on and on about a joke that he forgot
And I see the stage and wanna take the mic
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Waves
03:44
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Snuck outback before the sun could rise
Left her parents for the first time
She tossed her sail into the overgrowth
Turned the corner, now she's gone for good
Found a clean slate for her baby
Daddy used to like to drink a lot
And mommy prayed until he found God
His teenage daughter from a one-night-stand
Is ten days late, and now he's lost his head
No one remembers what was never said
He grew up inside a broken home
His father died when he was still young
Never could put it all to rest
This girl showed up, the news caves his chest
One night a fire never fanned the flame
She dropped out and never finished school
He fucked around until his girl was through
Kicked to the curb, she said, "I'll raise her myself!"
He ran off, the shame would be his own hell
How could she do this?
How would they survive?
The cupboards are empty
And just then...
Daddy's on the front porch
Humble, teary-eyed
Begging, "Come home!"
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Front Line
03:48
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I changed my mind three times before I opened my eyes to the morning
My best friend is lying next to me, but she's asleep
I do not dare to wake her up
Just to say that I'm fucked up
On all these empty promised
With bottles, doing time
Come together if you want to make things better
Because the way we live is miserable
Take advantage
And take back the reigns of how you live your life
Or take your fucking time
If you wanna follow, let's go
Chase me down this rabbit hole
'cause I could use a new lifeline
Not another pill to swallow
Just stay gold
If you wanna go and get it, get it while you're still young and restless
Leave it all on the front line
Take the left, that's right
I laugh it off
To say the least
Some cliches have become belief
But all you cherry pricks were cherry-picked to satisfy my rage
I know we all can't beat the clock
But if I could I'd smash it all to pieces
It's overdue
You can't keep growing if you never wanna leave your living room
I'm just a problem child
Running away with imagination
And you're a problem child who's got a way with communication
If you wanna follow
Let's go
Chase me down
Just do what feels right
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