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Lyrics:
I’ve told you thank you
hundreds of times
for small little things
but you give me wings!
And I’ve told you I love you
Once or twice
And while the gesture is nice
It’s just the tip of the iceberg
Cause I mean it more than words can allow
So hear me out
You paint my days in bright vibrant colours
Squeezing every last drop out of last days of summer
You are precious to me, and to me you are true
But how do I show you, how do I show you?
How do I show you, how do I show you?
What can I do for you?
What can I do for you?
I’d like to erase myself, float like a bright plume of joy on the wind
What can I do for you?
Tell me what you wanted to
I want to show you I love you, but I don’t know where to begin
What am I worthy of?
What can I give to love?
How do I show you I love you when words all but pour themselves out?
I want to be louder
Can I overcome doubt?
Can I swallow my pride?
Here I am, seeking courage and wisdom and beautiful quiet inside
There is beauty in service
There is beauty in care
Yet here I am, seeking music to capture a thing to which nothing compares
I love you, I love you
I’m here because of you
I’m grateful to know you,
But how can I show you?
I love you, I love you
I’m here because of you
I’m grateful to know you,
But how can I show you?
I love you, I love you
I’m here because of you
You’re the ground to my roots,
You’re the socks in my boots
I love you, I love you
I’m here because of you
You’re the wind in my sails,
Hammer to my nails
I love you, I love you
I’m here because of you
You’re berries to my wine,
Rosemary to my thyme
I love you, I love you
I’m here because of you
I’ll do right by you,
And I’ll stay beside you
I love you, I love you,
I’m here because of you
No one is above you,
I love you, I love you
I love you, I love you
I’m here because of you
No one is above you,
I love you, I love you
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A.H. - Empty Train
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Amy Ward - The Pull
03:38
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David Dunham - Red
06:00
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Gill Hill - Inevitable
03:14
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5am - 1015 Swing Jet
05:51
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Lyrics:
Started from the bottom of the mother fucking scene
Everybody wanna come and try and get a piece
Who the fuck are you you deserve no grease
Hit me up when you do as you speak
I’m the best, and you know I flex
Jump on the stage like bitch I’m next
Skinny little boy but I pump my chest
But I still say
Can you come back
Come back to me
Would you come back
Come back to me
Cause I’m so crazy
And I’m about to lose it
So please come back
Come back to me
I started as a cry-holic
A crybaby never fights honest
Was a foolish man with no vision
I had crossed fingers in my pockets
But I stood up I’m triumphant
I had a thought put a rhyme on it
Now I’m iconic it is ironic
That it just means that I’m psychotic
Cause I’m ballzy I go step in
On the stage I make my own legends
Don’t lecture me cause I don’t get it
I won’t get it I’m focusing
I’m never better cause I’m soul setting
I don’t belong I’m my own repping
For greatness I am gold digging
Look in my heart that hole stretching
I don’t know if I should give up
Tryna get a feeling I’m a bit loved
It’s the fault of the system
Or I’m paranoid I should lift up
You can’t just cast me out to the side
And expect me to give fucks
I was never born to kiss butts
So I won’t ask for a dick suck
That’s a shit job, but look at this
All the people that I gotta live up
I don’t like that lemme kick stop
I’m my own man so piss off
I’m a loser and a legend big up
To the big man or the sick fuck
Listen to me Ima give my all
So record that like a tic toc
I apologize
Pride in my head that’s a common crime
I know that it’s a gray world
Not black and white but I’m color blind
Feel like I should start proving myself
Making a damn fool of myself
Let’s hope I’m not losing myself
To my own soul that’s stupid as hell
I promise you that I’ll grind so hard
That I’ll tire out my bones
I’m a little salty pussy bitch
But I love you all in the zone
So let’s turn the page of this story
What can I bring to this show
Who knew that this cavern of madness
Would be something I call home
Can you come back
Come back to me
Would you come back
Come back to me
Cause I’m so crazy
And I’m about to lose it
So please come back
Come back to me
Dark times
I feel crazy at night
Hard times
I think that I’ve died
Dark times
I feel crazy at night
Hard times
Where is my life
Can you come back
Come back to me
Would you come back
Come back to me
Cause I’m so broken
I’ve already lost it all
So please come back
Come back to me
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Conduct Becoming Sackville, New Brunswick
Formed in 2001, Conduct Becoming began as a project dedicated to the memory of Jason Abraham, a Mount Allison student and a victim to cancer. Conduct Becoming has since grown to reach out to emerging artists as a platform for artist development while still holding true as a supporter of Canadian cancer research. ... more
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