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Here's the Thing, Winnie
04:27
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Here's the Thing, Winnie
Verse
Like Giles Corey before me this weight is always pressing me down,
Got a debonair smile but when I get home that mask cannot be found.
Chorus
It’s scratched into my arm to remind me that life is worth living sometimes I forget.
I can't be your self-help book, I still struggle some days it's not so bad but I'm not there.
I'm just a lost boy waiting to grow up, my advice ain't worth much, but I'm still here
You can stand there and criticize me but I'm still standing laying my soul bare.
Verse
I got some hang ups but I'm still functional, you can't say I'm not trying, not getting by.
You don’t know my pulse and you can’t feel my vitals so just hear me out.
It's all I can do to get out of bed, what more do you think you deserve?
You don't know my answers can't feel my pain so just hear me out.
Chorus
It’s scratched into my arm to remind me that life is worth living sometimes I forget.
I can't be your self-help book, I still struggle some days it's not so bad but I'm not there.
I'm just a lost boy waiting to grow up, my advice ain't worth much, but I'm still here
You can stand there and criticize me but I'm still standing laying my soul bare.
Breakdown
my playbook is flawless, i got home field advantage
but these extra innings are begging for a mistake
Keep on searching your paper man you won’t find my name,
Keep on looking you won’t find my dates
Let’s break through the stigma yeah we’ve gotta talk it out.
Just hear me out.
Chorus
It’s scratched into my arm to remind me that life is worth living sometimes I forget.
I can't be your self-help book, I still struggle some days it's not so bad but I'm not there.
I'm just a lost boy waiting to grow up, my advice ain't worth much, but I'm still here
You can stand there and criticize me but I'm still standing laying my soul bare.
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2. |
Where's Ken?
02:32
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Where's Ken?
(Hey! Hey! Hey!)
Verse 1:
Sitting at the bar I over-
Hear the conversation of the
People sitting near me drinking
Wearing faces not disguises
Representing their true feelings
Talking freely of the friend they
All look down upon
Hey
Ho
Hey
He says maybe next time but they
All know what that really means he
Likely won't show his face
So....
Chorus 1:
Ken gets left out of the fun again
This time it's not so different
How would he even know when
He's never ever there
(Hey! Hey! Hey!)
Verse 2:
Snide remarks, jovial laughing
Joking about what kind of a
Mental disorder he must have
Playing doctor when he’s not there
Insults that he never will hear
Should he even call these assholes
His group of friends?
Hey
Ho
Hey
He says maybe next time but they
All know what that really means he
Likely won't show his face
So....
Chorus 2:
Ken gets left out of the fun again
This time it's not so different
How would he even know when
He's never ever there
Ken wouldn’t think this is fun and
How could anyone blame him?
So-called friends treat him like
A piece of dirt behind his back
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Courtesy of Tim Madison, Wisconsin
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