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Mara

by Zuuzaa

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1.
Mad Hatter 03:08
Mad Hatter Somebody told me once There’ll be no good son This life ain’t made for dreams And you’ll probably end up no one Grab a seventies job In the 21st century And a woman that you love ‘Cause love might set you free And I said I’m not fancy of your life style, not thrilled by the way you move Blues turns out to be my only friend and I felt in love with her groove Paper cuts won’t bother me, I’ve got six strings to ease my pain Mad hatter skills that no one knows, now it’s time to go insane You just fly on, go home Ah, that’s right. See the lights turning red On this green afternoon Two pills under my tongue And I eat my brains on your silver spoon, babe The taste of your soul It’s none compared to mine Turns out that I’m no one And that might be just fine I’m not fancy of your life style, not thrilled by the way you move Blues turns out to be my only friend and I felt in love with her groove Paper cuts won’t bother me, I’ve got six strings to ease my pain Mad hatter skills that no one knows, now it’s time to go insane You just fly on, go home You just fly on and go away. You just fly on, go home You just fly on, go home You just fly on, go home You just fly on, go home
2.
I Don’t Really I don’t really understand the tears Caused by the suffering and those wasted years How do you stay alive huff? I thought i heard you saying your heart was gone But I think you found a new one, hey? And all the love songs seem to you That’s cause none of them is really true babe My lovers think that I’m dead inside But I’m pretty sure they don’t understand why C’mon C’mon pretty girls keep running wild and free Cause I’m not the kind of man with who you want to be And I don’t really understand the pain It’s seems all my efforts were in vain To talk some sense into your head Downtown life was never meant to grow old honey And it’s funny, you really think you’re the same, ah But scotch and smoke will do just fine At least it’s something you can buy, hey darling? My lovers think that I’m dead inside But I’m pretty sure they don’t understand why C’mon C’mon pretty girls keep running wild and free Cause I’m not the kind of man with who you want to be And if the whiskey ain’t enough, neither the smoke you blow You settle down with someone you don’t even know I bet life will find the time to show you on you sweet fairy tale All the pleasure you got while you threw it all away My lovers think that I’m dead inside But I’m pretty sure they don’t understand why C’mon C’mon pretty girls keep running wild and free Cause I’m not the kind of man with who you want to be
3.
Wasted Lullaby Hey lady, pull up a chair and sit next to me I’m gonna tell you a story like non other you’ve heard before And you can leave your body to me and leave ‘Cause we won’t be needing your soul anymore There was this day when I wrote a Lullaby Yes I said it, I guess I was too damn high I went back to the store and bought two more cases of wine Maybe I wasn’t wasted enough And the day ain’t over ‘till I’m done dealing with my self I’m sure there’s plenty of meaning in the words you want to say But you say nothing darling and I really think we’re both better this way Once I had a woman and she acted the same way too After all I might be too wasted and the woman is still you It’s funny how things roll down in this world Since when little Annie became a nurse in the downtown bar Yesterday she was just a schoolgirl in the same old place I know one’s gotta do what it takes But did it need to take so much of you? And I’m sure there’s plenty of meaning in the words you want to say But you say nothing darling and I really think we’re both better this way Once I had a woman and she acted the same way too After all I might be too wasted and the woman is still you
4.
I Can’t Get Tired of This Taste Little Jimi came up to town Smoking his lungs out through a cigar I guess he was to fancy to be seen with the likes of you Six strings would make a better date, if you know what I mean, ah So blend that scotch with the soul-bounded music of another beggar, And we're good to go I’m on fire I can’t get tired of this taste, baby Keep the change I got a lot more where that came from One more experiment I mean, one more life Better keep one this time Brown sugar in a cup of coffee Two magic pills and we’re good to go I love those mornings when you knock me out honey At least I know there ain’t gonna be much more The glass is always half full or half empty so Pour one into another, and I think we’ll be just fine I’m on fire I can’t get tired of this taste, baby Keep the change I got a lot more where that came from One more experiment I mean, one more life Better keep one this time Why you gotta be like this? I like you more when you sing to me. That’s it honey, let me hear you Here she comes! I said this is gonna be my way I said honey, it’s gonna be my way, I said it!
5.
One Leg Freddy and Crazy Joe I shot one leg Freddy on his foot I didn’t really like the way he looked Sweet talk ain’t gonna save you darling No one’s gonna tell me what to see or what to say Maybe what to drink Bang Bang, Tell me how to ease my pain Bang Bang, Lemon bites and sliced cocaine Bang Bang, Crazy Joe says I’m insane Bang Bang, And he always speaks the truth to me the same way Let’s try again I shot one leg Freddy on his hand Man who talk too loud end up talking to a garbage can Pray upon your people’s memory Hang ‘em down on what you believe Bang Bang. All over the place Bang Bang, Shake that smile of your face Bang Bang, I bet you’ll end up in disgrace Bang Bang, With a loaded gun pointing right back at your grace Take your time ‘cause Freddy can’t catch you now Crazy Joe has got something to say I shot one leg Freddy on his head Crazy world is made for crazy man Threw his eyes on the kitchen floor I think he’s seen me here before That’s right Take your time ‘cause Freddy can’t catch you now Crazy Joe has got something to say
6.
Blind By Choice Such a downer on my higher place I feel like someone took my smothies away from me Everybody seems the same, please don’t make me stay I don’t really wanna see how the world turned out to be this way My oldest friend, you won’t deny it No not to me That you failed in your life This really wasn’t how you were supposed to be A bunch of fools on a red carpet, blind by choice They fail to recognize the colour of their hearts beneath their feet On the ground they stumble everyday And I think they are missing something’s ‘cause I ain’t seeing’ love today My oldest friend, you won’t deny it No not to me That you failed in your life This really wasn’t how you were supposed to be
7.
Glass Rock Blondie Three months on the run Falling dead, left your body at shore To the cold, to despair, to the blood of the people And I don’t need your saints no more Two guns staring face to face The names of the ones who you wanna blame Of the Lord, the man, the father and son Bleeding out so that the world still remains the same Cross out your heart They have taken it Hallowed by the stars That will carry it If the world just falls apart Then it’s all the same I know you’d let it You’re the ones who are taking it down With a loaded gun I don’t need your Pit for the ones I loved I don’t need your Chains around my arms You’ve made them, and I sure won’t take ‘em ‘Cause I don’t need your war Throw your hand as bait Life sinks on those who wait For the boatman, to choose who he wants to pay Cry out loud, you’re so sorry Make it about, tell your story Just shout, throw your hands up high And hold on Cross out your heart They have taken it Hallowed by the stars That will carry it If the world just falls apart Then it’s all the same I know you’d let it You’re the ones who are taking it down With a loaded gun I don’t need your Pit for the ones I loved I don’t need your Chains around my arms You’ve made them, and I sure won’t take ‘em ‘Cause I don’t need your war
8.
I Know Passion Has a Bitter Taste Last night when you called I sure wasn’t home To take your heart in a bottle Dropping liquor on my bedroom’s floor I’m so innocent of your crimes So that I couldn’t write a song about it I let it all to the dead leaves That you buried on your skin when he was gone I know passion has a bitter taste A little better with a bit of wine Like if the rain didn’t matter But without it we would be just fine And if I spoke my soul so you could see it, and like Every word a chance to breathe it, and I Knew exactly how to feel it, would I Have every second of your time? Sing it girl Lost calls and broken glasses Still not the man you want me to be, baby I’m not sure of all the flaws and traces On the man you want me to be, that’s right You’re on the rug Trying to be the man you want me to be And I’m so dead wrong No, no, no Yes I’m so dead wrong ‘Cause I don’t know you at all I know passion has a bitter taste A little better with a bit of wine Like if the rain didn’t matter But without it we would be just fine And if I spoke my soul so you could see it, and like Every word a chance to breathe it, and I Knew exactly how to feel it, would I Have every second of your time? Sing it girl Lost calls and broken glasses Still not the man you want me to be, baby I’m not sure of all the flaws and traces On the man you want me to be, that’s right You’re on the rug Trying to be the man you want me to be And I’m so dead wrong No, no, no Yes I’m so dead wrong ‘Cause I don’t know you at all
9.
Blues Kinda Girl I met this girl at her one-eight street Dreaming on letting grass touch her soul and her feet With a distant stare, a straw hat tying her curly hair A naked body and a dress shaping out the air And if you rather loose it honey Be sure ‘cause it’s true There ain’t no body who’s gonna talk to you the way I do I met this girl on a crazy dance Dreaming on moonlight, sugar and sweet romance With a salty breeze, taste of lemon on her lips Softly breathing out your heart while she gently sleeps But if you rather loose honey Comeback another day ‘cause you know You can always count on me being the same Blues kinda girl don’t you want to be free There ain’t nobody who’s gonna see you the way I see But if you rather walk away Be sure ‘cause it’s true There ain’t no one in the all wide world Who’s got these feelings for you Nobody’s gonna love you the way I do Blues kinda girl don’t you want to be free There ain’t nobody who’s gonna see you the way I see But if you rather walk away Be sure ‘cause it’s true There ain’t no one in the all wide world Who’s got these feelings for you Nobody’s gonna love you the way I do Blues kinda girl don’t you want to be free There ain’t no one who’s gonna see you the way I see But if you rather walk away Be sure ‘cause it’s true There ain’t no one in the all wide world Who’s got these feelings for you Nobody’s gonna love you the way I do
10.
Jester’s Tale The jester smiled to the people, he gave away the weirdest feelings I’m so lonely today, at least is what I say when I’m with you, baby Let the joker joke your lucky life I once knew somebody or so I though She’d make me happy I guess one of us could laugh about it Sell it on your own Fake it like your alone Baby in this world non of us can hide And here I lay as a puppet on your strings The ones in my guitar juggle my finger But the ones in your hands shake the ground honey I guess I’ll have to take us flying around The weight of the world on my shoulders Was after all a vain pursuit Truth is gone and I already told you Treasure hunts are not my thing Jonny Goodies is on town And has a question to be made Are you gone just to come around When you can laugh about it? And here I lay as a puppet on your strings The ones in my guitar juggle my finger But the ones in your hands shake the ground honey I guess I’ll have to take us flying around The jester smiled to the people and he gave away his queen And here I lay as a puppet on your strings The ones in my guitar juggle my finger But the ones in your hands shake the ground honey I guess I’ll have to take us flying around

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released April 6, 2016

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