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People Watching
02:44
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That wasn't funny but she laughed so hard, she almost cried
They're counting months they've been together, almost 49
He's making fun of how she acted 'round the holidays
She wears a ring, but they tell people that they're not engaged
They met in class for metaphysical philosophy
He tells his friends, "I like her 'cause she's so much smarter than me"
They're having talks about their futures until 4:00 a.m.
And I'm happy for them (and I'm happy for them)
But I wanna feel all that love and emotion
Be that attached to the person I'm holding
Someday, I'll be falling without caution
But for now, I'm only people watching
I'm only looking just to live through you vicariously
I've never really been in love, not seriously
I had a dream about a house behind a picket fence
Next one I choose to trust, I hope I use some common sense
But I cut people out like tags on my clothing
I end up all alone but I still keep hoping
I wanna feel all that love and emotion
Be that attached to the person I'm holding
Someday, I'll be fallin' without caution
But for now, I'm only people watching
Cut people out like tags on my clothing
I end up all alone, but I still keep hoping
I won't be scared to let someone know me
Life feels so monotone, but I still keep hoping
Cut people out like tags on my clothing (I feel)
I end up all alone, but I still keep hoping (love emotion)
I won't be scared to let someone know me (I feel)
Life feels so monotone, but I still keep hoping (love emotion)
(I feel love emotion)
I wanna feel all that love and emotion
Be that attached to the person I'm holding
Someday, I'll be falling without caution
But for now, I'm only people watching
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2. |
Sweet Dream
03:00
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4:55, everybody else is snoring
My heavy eyes, I can never seem to close 'em
My running mind, just can't catch it when it's going
Is it late at night or is it early in the morning?
Only
So many sheep a girl can count
Patchouli candles burning out
I try to meditate it all away but, damn it, it's too quiet now
Daylight helps distract my head
Monsters hide under my bed
They bother me with all kinds of things
Like, "Where do I go when I'm dead?"
Only
So many sheep a girl can count
Patchouli candles burning out
I try to meditate it all away but, damn it, it's too quiet now
Daylight helps distract my head
Monsters hide under my bed
They bother me with all kinds of things
Like, "Where do I go when I'm dead?"
6:58, sun's peaking through the curtains
I drift away, suddenly the wheels are turning
Songs are in my head, scary thoughts begin to worsen
Once I'm wide awake, it's too hard to reverse it
Chirping, birds are flying 'round my house
Patchouli candles burning out
I try to meditate it all away but, damn it, it's too quiet now
Daylight helps distract my head
Monsters hide under my bed
They bother me with all kinds of things
Like that one stupid thing I said
Is it too much to ask for a sweet dream?
Need a step back from my feelings
Life is not so bad when I'm sleeping
Is it too much to ask, too much to ask for a
Sweet dream
For a, sweet dream
For a, sweet dream
For a, sweet dream
Sandman, can you visit me?
All I want is a sweet dream
Sandman, can you visit me?
All I want is a sweet dream
Sweet dream (sweet dream, sweet dream)
Is a, sweet dream (ah-ah)
Sweet dream (oh, yeah)
Is a, sweet dream (yeah)
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3. |
Ghost
02:42
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Youngblood thinks there's always tomorrow
I miss your touch on nights when I'm hollow
I know you crossed a bridge that I can't follow
Since the love that you left is all that I get
I want you to know
That if I can't be close to you
I'll settle for the ghost of you
I miss you more than life (more than life)
And if you can't be next to me
Your memory is ecstasy
I miss you more than life
I miss you more than life
That if I can't be close to you
I'll settle for the ghost of you
I miss you more than life (more than life)
And if you can't be next to me
Your memory is ecstasy
I miss you more than life
I miss you more than life
Since the love that you left is all that I get
I want you to know
That if I can't be close to you
I'll settle for the ghost of you
I miss you more than life (yeah)
And if you can't be next to me
Your memory is ecstasy (oh)
I miss you more than life
I miss you more than life
Whoa
Na, na-na
More than life
(Oh)
So if I can't get close to you
I'll settle for the ghost of you
But I miss you more than life
And if you can't be next to me
Your memory is ecstasy
I miss you more than life
I miss you more than life
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4. |
Mr. Loverman
03:30
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I'm headed straight for the floor
The alcohol served its tour
And it's headed straight for my skin
Leaving me daft and dim
I've got this shake in my legs
Shaking the thoughts from my head
But who put these waves in the door?
I crack and out I pour
I've got this shake in my legs
Shaking the thoughts from my head
But who put these waves in the door?
I crack and out I pour
I've got this shake in my legs
Shaking the thoughts from my head
But who put these waves in the door?
I crack and out I pour
Oh, I'm cramping up
I'm cramping up
But you're cracking up
You're cracking up
I'm Mr. Loverman
And I miss my loverman
I'm Mr. Loverman
Oh, and I miss my lover
I've shattered now, I'm spilling out
Upon this linoleum ground (Mr. Loverman)
I'm reeling in my brain again
Before it can get back to you (Mr. Loverman)
Oh what am I supposed to do without you?
I'm Mr. Loverman
And I miss my lover, man (I miss my lover)
I'm Mr. Loverman (oh-oh)
Oh, and I miss my lover (Mr. Loverman)
I'm Mr. Loverman (oh-oh)
And I miss my loverman
I'm Mr. Loverman
And I miss my lover
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5. |
Wildfire
03:08
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I could never own up, I need to speak up
I don't want to grow up, don't want to end up
Caught in a landslide with the other side
Living for the paycheck, dying for the weekend
Take another Xanax, cheating on your girlfriend
Taking your last breath, counting down the time
Don't tell me it's too late, I'm stuck at Heaven's gate
Strike a match and start a wildfire
I'll own all my mistakes, won't give you what you take
Watch you burning in the wildfire
They said I'd never make it (watching me fall)
All the time I wasted (learning to crawl)
Crawl from the ashes as this world comes crashing down
Don't tell me it's too late, I'm stuck at Heaven's gate
Strike a match and start a wildfire
I'll own all my mistakes, won't give you what you take
Watch you burning in the wildfire
We won this war, we cursed and swore
They stood no chance at all (the underdogs came home)
We won this war, we cursed and swore
They stood no chance at all
I don't forget, I don't forgive
I'll never change the way I live
I always fought the urge to fall in line
I turned my back on all the rules
I'll never heed the king of fools
I'll never lead the perfect kind of life
I don't forget, I don't forgive (we won this war)
I'll never change the way I live (we cursed and swore)
I always fought the urge to fall in line (they stood no chance at all)
I turned my back on all the rules (we won this war)
I'll never heed the king of fools (we cursed and swore)
I'll never lead the perfect kind of life (they stood no chance at all)
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6. |
Coffee/I Miss Her
04:10
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I envy the cup of coffee
that kisses you every morning
That pillow caressing your cheek
When you are tired and yawning
I'm jealous of the steering wheel
you wrap your hands around
That seat belt's on your chest
hearing your heart, holding you down
I envy the cup of coffee
that kisses you every morning
Ooh, ooh-ooh
I would jump over the edge for you
to get to you
Ooh, ooh-ooh
I'd walk an ocean to get to you
Next to you
It's unfair
'cause I'm missing you way too much
I'm missing you,
missing you way too much
And I'm wishing you were right here because
I'm missing you way, way too much
And I know that it's so silly of me
To be jealous of all these stupid things
But I'm missing you,
missing you way too much
I'm missing you way, way, way too much
And it's unfair
It's not fair
I'm talking to you upstairs
Are you there?
You know I care
So please don't tell me that this is an empty prayer
Oh no
'Cause all she has and all she's lost
I wish she could remember
(I would jump over the edge for you)
I watch her fade and slip away
It's hurting more than ever
Even your coffee
I'd walk an ocean to get to you
next to you
It's unfair 'cause I'm missing you way too much
I'm missing you, missing you way too much
And I'm wishing you were right here because
I'm missing you way, way too much
And I know that it's so silly of me
To be jealous of all these stupid things
But I'm missing you, missing you way too much
I'm missing you way, way, way too much
And it's unfair
That you've got the things I need,
But they're always out of reach and it's unfair
That I always have to dream to get you next to me
And it's unfair
Even the stars that shine
get to see you at night
and it's unfair
It all reminds me of you
and maybe that's the reason why I'm always
(missing you way too much)
I'm missing you, missing you way too much (Too much)
(and I'm wishing you were right here because)
Were right here because
(I'm missing you way, way, way too much)
Oh, missing you
(and I know that it's so silly of me)
To be jealous of all (these stupid things)
(but I'm missing you)
(missing you way too much)
I'm missing you way, way, way too much
and its unfair
(even your coffee)
(is closer than me)
and its unfair
(and its unfair)
(even your coffee)
(is closer than me)
and its unfair
said I'm missing you wait to much
even though she's till here
way too much
(wishing you were here because)
(I'm missing you way too much)
I envy the cup of coffee
that kisses you every morning
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WIBI A Cappella is Canada's longest running collegiate a cappella group. WIBI performs a wide variety of tunes with a focus on pop and contemporary music. This York University based group is comprised of 13 talented artists with specialties in film, creative writing, dance and of course, music meaning this group is as diverse as the city it comes from. ... more
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