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Blue Collar (Better Off)
03:56
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I don't know what shape my demons take
But they must look an awful lot like you
If you could leave this behind
Then you were never really mine
You'll take comfort in the lie
That you can meet the right one at the wrong time
But I know better
You're not better
We're not better off alone
Soften your lip, put humility to work
Pride is the devil in a blue collared shirt
Raised my white flag, gave you my love
Now I lust for the circumference of us
You'll take comfort in the lie
That you can meet the right one at the wrong time
But I know better
You're not better
We're not better off alone
I know better
You're not better
We're not better off alone
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RSVP
04:08
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Here I am dreaming of god
Oh, solitude must miss me
Here love is a blind man's guide
Am I the fool... a waste of youth?
It's an open invitation, an outstretched hand
My door is rarely open, but I'd let you in
It's an open invitation, it's a promised land
My door is rarely open, but oh, I'd let you in
Joy in the purest form
Is my chemicals mixing with yours
Will you be around in the warmer months
With our spools unwound?
It's an open invitation, an outstretched hand
My door is rarely open, but I'd let you in
It's an open invitation, it's a promised land
My door is rarely open, but oh, I'd let you in
Here I am dreaming of you
Oh, solitude, how I missed you
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Coyote's Den
04:38
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I've never had an enemy
That's taken shape in a man's body
I prefer to put my fists up and aim at an eye
Whenever I see a mirror nearby
I ask not for love, but for stillness
I pray not for joy, but for silence
The familiar clutch of cold claws
Digging round my unsuspecting heart
Hammering in me
Stealing all the diamonds from my damn quarry.
I ask not for love, but for stillness
I pray not for joy, but for silence
But I am just the little one
Who stumbled in to the coyote's den
I am just the little one
Who stumbled in to the coyote's den
You bled me of my youth
Tying little bows round my own noose
And I hate you
But I am you
But I am just the little one
Who stumbled in to the coyote's den
But I am just the little one
Who stumbled in to the coyote's den
I ask not for love, but for stillness
I pray not for joy, but for silence
Not love, stillness
Not joy, silence
But I am just the little one
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Sarah Jo Chicago, Illinois
Sarah Jo is a 23 year old singer-songwriter/folk/pop artist from the Chicago suburbs. She is a college student playing shows on the weekends and understanding her experiences with the help of a guitar.
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