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Lemonade
03:30
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She offered a lift, I couldn’t resist
I didn’t want to miss this occasion, and have to rebook
For the man to say, you wasted my day
Well anyway, my words would be wasted, and he’d say tough luck
And I remember every traffic light tried to stop us in our tracks
And all the shortcuts that I thought I knew would never get me there on time
And all the people who were driving slow brought all my road rage back
And with five minutes left to spare we finally crossed the finish line
And as I walked myself straight in considering why I got so damn annoyed
Just for you to pierce my skin
I saw the walls were paper-thin that made me feel a lot less paranoid
Because I heard a group of people giggling
So I offered a drink, but she had to think
She didn’t normally sink none till nighttime, she’d rather stay clean
I’d do it all day, to people’s dismay, but is there ever a right time?
Do you know what I mean?
He made my favourite lyrics in the world get even closer to my heart
I weren’t supposed to drink the night before but I still did it anyway
She showed a smile to me near the end, she looked worried at the start
She took a photo of me in the shop, she always smelt of lemonade
And as I walked myself straight in considering why I got so damn annoyed
Just for you to pierce my skin
I saw the walls were paper-thin that made me feel a lot less paranoid
Because I heard a group of people giggling
I’m just a fool with poor sense of time,
I didn’t know you knew your way around
I missed a trick when we first arrived
You acted quick and turned the whole thing round
I’m just a fool with poor sense of time,
I didn’t know you knew your way around
I missed a trick when we first arrived
You acted quick and turned the whole thing round
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When I'm Back Home
03:13
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I knew as soon as that blue lagoon got passed my way it’d be a mistake to stay But I'm not one to stray its true,
Still when I got given it I knew
And after that I had to ask what else was left in store
Because I cant take anymore
I swore to everyone I saw that day; I’d leave before it got too late
I left my suitcase on the train and that’s the last time ill drink with you
You promised me next time your services
You haven’t told the truth in years,
You always blackmailed me with beers
But when I'm back home I think of you
I told my self ‘one more won’t hurt’ and turned around and you’d deserted me and I was all out of change and luck and dignity
But at the time it probably felt like I was fresh and clean
And when it came to standing up I prayed someone would help me up
And say they knew the way
I swore to everyone I saw that day; I’d leave before it got too late
I left my suitcase on the train and that’s the last time ill drink with you
You promised me next time your services
You haven’t told the truth in years, you always blackmailed me with beers
Still when I'm back home I think of you
It’s true; I swore I'd leave before it got too late
But you have always enjoyed scheduling my day
I swore to everyone I saw that day; I’d leave before it got too late
I left my suitcase on the train and that’s the last time ill drink with you
You promised me next time your services
You haven’t told the truth in years, you always blackmailed me with beers
Still when I'm back home I think of you
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Still Not Forgot
03:05
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Sometimes I look back to a time where we’d just chat
While I’d right rhymes for songs, some would suck bad
But you never put me down and I wish you were around still
Sometimes I miss you so much that
I just can’t talk no words would leave my mouth
Even if I found the right ones to say you’d hear my doubt,
But hear me out, I’m seeing double,
Lost my cool once again yesterday, I split my knuckle
And I know you’d shed a tear if you could see my fist
And I know you’d said a beer changed me I took the risk
I never should’ve risked it, it’s addictive
Borderline alcoholic had what I wanted now I miss it
Forget what drinking did to me
I’ll face all this with a little dignity
Ill take the blame I was bad you were good
Now I'm sad cos it sucks and I messed up what I had
Look, people can judge all they want
And if it helps babe, hold a grudge if you want
The beautiful snow’s turned into sludge and salt
And now I’m stuck in the mud and its all my fault
I still remember how I lost you
I was a fool to double cross you
And I can’t right my wrongs that why I write these songs to try and take my mind off you
It still pains me to think about
The way it used to be and how it all turned out
I did some awful things and we’ve not talked since
But I’ve still not forgot you.
I’m driving myself to insanity, not gradually, I dove in automatically
Its sad to see myself get so lost in a moment, got carried way and let the hate take over
But right now as I write my rhyme down I can laugh about the situation until I cry
How ironic, as I’m baffling myself with my words at the very same time I’m tearing up these lyrics yeah and watching them burn
And as I start to lose the plot,
I remember the reason I blocked out what I’d forgot.
And I’ve still got that brown over your shoulder Dunlop bag that your brother bought from Topshop.
I still remember how I lost you
I was a fool to double cross you
And I can’t right my wrongs that why I write these songs to try and take my mind off you
It still pains me to think about
The way it used to be and how it all turned out
I did some awful things and we’ve not talked since
But I’ve still not forgot you.
I guess it’s easy to miss what you had when it’s gone
And though I need it now if I get it I wont, oh no
And the past is the past
And nothings gonna change what we did that’s a fact
‘Cos there’s no going back to take back how I acted
Back when I had what I now imagine.
I still remember how I lost you
I was a fool to double cross you
And I can’t right my wrongs that why I write these songs to try and take my mind off you
It still pains me to think about
The way it used to be and how it all turned out
I did some awful things and we’ve not talked since
But I’ve still not forgot you.
I still remember how I lost you
I was a fool to double cross you
And I can’t right my wrongs that why I write these songs to try and take my mind off you
It still pains me to think about
The way it used to be and how it all turned out
I did some awful things and we’ve not talked since
But I’ve still not forgot you.
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4. |
Maybe It's Nothing
03:04
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Slightly faded visions of your best and worst decisions rule your mind
Though they may be priceless there’s no doubt there’s still some spite left there at times.
Your story’s full of holes and the truth never gets exposed I swear the one time that you told it we mistook it for a lie
No more needless questions I’m forever second guessing which way’s right
And I’m going down.
Maybe its good, maybe its bad
Maybe you’re just stuck in what appears to be a trap
Maybe it’s good maybe it’s bad
Maybe it’s nothing
Ill informed suggestions laced with bags of misconceptions, it’s nothing new (Never learnt your lesson and there’s always an exception made for you)
And just ‘cos you’ve heard stories from the one’s who’ve been ignoring
All the truth (as these words get passed from him to her it seems the point gets lost too)
The fact ain’t like the fiction, you’ve been lacking that ambition,
And the one thing you’ve been missing, well it was never yours to lose
Strangers makes the places you’ve been visiting for ages, seem brand new
And I’m back for now
Maybe its good, maybe its bad
Maybe you’re just stuck in what appears to be a trap
Maybe it’s good maybe it’s bad
Maybe it’s nothing
Maybe its good, maybe its bad
Maybe you’re just stuck in what appears to be a ….
Maybe it’s good maybe it’s bad
Maybe it’s nothing
And when you look between the lines
You’ll see I’m trying to help you read the signs
Maybe it’s good maybe it’s bad
Maybe it’s nothing
Maybe it’s good maybe it’s bad
Maybe it’s nothing
Maybe it’s good maybe it’s bad
Maybe it’s nothing
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It only seems like yesterday
We were watching TV in the bar down the street.
It wasn’t just the two of us laughing.
But at least the two of us were still happy
That’s how it used to be and truthfully
I never expected to be more than just good friends
I didn’t understand what all your actions meant
And when at last we found what we’d been waiting for
You realized you didn’t need it any more
I never thought you were gonna leave me
When you said you were, I couldn’t believe it
I never felt that he’d make you happy
Why were we surprised it ended so badly?
And as we got closer and closer, our friendship had evolved -
Things matter more when there’s feelings involved
I never knew that you couldn’t hack it.
Now there’s only one of us left laughing.
And it isn’t me, it should’ve been easy.
I never expected to be more than just good friends
I didn’t understand what all your actions meant
And when at last we got what we been waiting for
I realized I didn’t need it anymore, but,
I never thought you were gonna leave me
When you said you were I couldn’t believe it
I never felt that he’d make you happy
Why were we surprised that it ended so badly?
Now it’s hard to say
What went wrong that day
When you went away
Oh and it shouldn’t have
Been such a troublesome task
I thought we were made to last
It ended way too fast
Now there’s no way to pretend
We were ever truly friends
Everyone warned us then
It’d turn sour in the end.
I never expected to be more than just good friends
I didn’t understand what all your actions meant
And when at last we got what we been waiting for
I realized I didn’t need it anymore, but,
I never thought you were gonna leave me
When you said you were I couldn’t believe it
I never felt that he’d make you happy
We'd laugh at things no one else found funny
We’d laugh at things no one else found funny
I truly thought that you understood me
How was I to know that the joke was on me?
I never thought you were gonna leave
I thought if anyone was gonna walk it would be me
But I don’t agree that he makes you happy
You laugh along and help him think he’s funny.
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6. |
You Did, I Don't
03:02
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I’m scared, maybe I should’ve cared but I didn’t.
Hello, Mrs ‘the one that got away’
I’m just here to collect my stuff and I’ll be gone again.
I’m fine, please don’t patronize me
But if you do I’m listening
It’s my fault for believing I could be someone I ain’t.
What you see is never what you get with me
And I know it makes you feel faint
When I don’t talk to you.
But what am I supposed to do,
When talking makes my body ache
And ignoring you just brings back every mistake?
I’m scared, maybe I should’ve cared but I didn’t.
Naturally, this formality can be sad to see, it’s true.
Tragedy staring back at me as you laugh at me it’s no use.
Please don’t wait for me
I hate to see you cry and yeah I’m sorry
But this is where the story ends…
Naturally, this formality can be sad to see, it’s true.
Tragedy staring back at me as you laugh at me it’s no use.
But actually, when you’re mad at me my audacity shines through
Agony at this catastrophe until the last of me has left you.
I’m scared, maybe I should’ve cared but I didn’t.
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Michael Vickers UK
Michael Vickers’ combination of rock, folk, rap and his talent for storytelling has got audiences and critics drooling (possibly the only superlative not yet used to describe him). His songs have been referred to as clever, captivating, beautiful, vivacious, unique and spellbinding. ... more
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