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Pain
02:43
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What you taking about
Talking about the pain
What you talking about
Pain
Feelings that make me feel this way,
I try to gather them and throw them away
But you know it doesn't always work
In the beginning our souls pulled together so strong
But now the rivers flowing so wrong
And arguments start our day
I see that you feel something's not right,
Why do you pick me up just to bring me down,
Born to two different colored worlds,
Because you're used to having and I'm without
All that matters is that you're happy in my life today
And if there's too much pain then pack your feelings,
And get on your way
'Cause l'd rather be without you
Than having you live in this pain
It's crazy, because here we are now trying to love one another,
We swept the facts under cover, so we make it through this day
Tell me why live this way
Why live in pain
Why live this way
Why live in pain
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My Native
02:48
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Indian man spoke of his lost plan
And he blowed a tune
And I shared my food
Lived and built on his land
But when he reaches out a tired hand you just glance
'Cause I'm talking about my native
Living his life because he has no home
This is my land
And it’s not for sale
Beg me or trade me
If not, then we're killed
My native, my native
So artistic in his ways
And addicted to the other
Struggling Earth is a mother
Find him at the triangle
Sharing spirits with his brothers
Brave for being their own color
The plains he once walked on now covered with stone,
Buffalo gone but their spirits roam
Wanted life he said, I wanted love
Gave me pain, death and no freedom
Wanted love, wanted love
Gave me pain, death and no freedom, no freedom
Yes I'm talking about my people, the Indian nation
Spirit wolf he says, fuck the gov't
They don't give a damn about my people who live on this land
No freedom
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You can't talk no more because your eyes are not open
And you'll never feel you see because your soul has been ran through and taken
Its been so long since you've felt in touch with yourself
And this harsh reality, lucky you, you left so far behind
I didn't want to see you go
I didn't want to see you cry
I didn't want to see you go
I didn't want to see you cry
Gone away and left behind you
Gone away and left a trail of tears
I still feel scared without you
But you know your spirit roams near
Gone away and left behind you
Gone away and left a trail of tears
Searching the skies at night hoping for a glimpse of your face
And you know I still remember the wise words you would say
But it’s been so long since you felt in touch with yourself
And this harsh reality, lucky you, you left so far behind
If I look up will you look down
Your love I miss I wish it was around
Daddy if we look up will you look down
Your love I miss I wish it was around
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Words
03:19
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Lost in your rejection
Drowning with the reasons why
Dying for your affection
In a cloud searching with just one eye
Searching within for the soul that was once mine
You’ve got me standing alone on acid in the Nile
Pyramids hold me up to the sky
Met the devil halfway and I still survived
Met Mary also and she was so kind
Drowning with the reasons why
In a cloud searching with just one eye
Tired of being ugly, let my words reflect my beauty so wide
Selfishness for you, my creativity that makes you so blue
In thoughts, sometimes refusing that it leaves no words, leaves no words
You’ve got me standing alone on acid in the Nile
Pyramids hold me up to the sky
Met the devil halfway and I still survived
Met Mary also and she was so kind
Tired of being ugly, let my words reflect my beauty so wide
Selfishness for you, my creativity that makes you so blue
Craving a kiss and this bitch got me chasing butterflies
I’ll take your thoughts and turn them around
Chased you around the rose bush and I fell down, down
Met the moon, she said I thought I was a son
Her sun, ya know
You’ve got me standing alone on acid in the Nile
Pyramids hold me up to the sky
Met the devil halfway and I still survived
Met Mary also and she was so kind
Leaving no words
Leaving no words
Leaving no words
Leaving no words
Leaving no words
Leaving no words
Leaving no words
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What you taking about
Talking about the pain
What you talking about
Pain
Feelings that make me feel this way,
I try to gather them and throw them away
But you know it doesn't always work
In the beginning our souls pulled together so strong
But now the rivers flowing so wrong
And arguments start our day
I see that you feel something's not right,
Why do you pick me up just to bring me down,
Born to two different colored worlds,
Because you're used to having and I'm without
All that matters is that you're happy in my life today
And if there's too much pain then pack your feelings,
And get on your way
'Cause l'd rather be without you
Than having you live in this pain
It's crazy, because here we are now trying to love one another,
We swept the facts under cover, so we make it through this day
Tell me why live this way
Why live in pain
Why live this way
Why live in pain
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Mike Gruwell Acworth, Georgia
Mike Gruwell creates original music featuring drums, bass, trumpet, piano and percussion. Originally a Seattle-based drummer in the 80s-90s, he is now in Atlanta bands Red Hot Empty & McMansions.
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Hits you hard with anti-fascist punk rock! Debut album from Red Hot Empty is a ripper...
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Straight-ahead groove rock at its best from Athens! This one spins frequently on my turntable in the studio.
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Skin Yard flat out rocks! This just happens to be my favorite to listen to at the moment. Lovin' all the alternate song versions on this one.
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