1. |
Find Me
03:49
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Mess Like You
Standing here tonight I feel so strong
Drunk on everything I know is wrong
Sweating in the spotlight, singing every word to that old song
Watch you through my beer-afflicted eyes
As you watch my slow elicit thighs
You’re everything I shouldn’t do
I deserve a mess like you.
Cause you’re cold and apprehensive
Intoxicate my senses with your pain
You think the world is on your string, well baby, think again
I hold your chain
You’re everything I shouldn’t do
I deserve a mess like you.
She comes and takes the drink out of your hand
You say she’s just the singer in the band
Now she’s glaring at the stage, wondering if I’m trying to take her man
Well, I’d do it if I wanted to
I deserve a mess like you.
Cause you’re cold and apprehensive
Intoxicate my senses with your pain
You think the world is on your string, well baby, think again
I hold your chain
You’re everything I shouldn’t do
I deserve a mess like you.
What’s dangerous inside the night
Becomes pretentious with the light of day
If we had half a mind between us baby we’d just go our separate ways.
I put my last drink ticket on the bar
You put you r drunken girlfriend in her car
A beautiful catastrophe
You deserve a mess like me.
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2. |
Dust Between the Dirt
03:32
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Dust Between the Dirt
Days you spent alone, nights you’re on your own
Looking at the rain, looking for your face
Not in the mirror, not in your name
Drunk inside your mind left with nowhere to go but down
The line.
And there is nothing you can say
And there is nothing you can do with your days now.
And he says…
Hey- it always goes this way
Hey- I’m itching in the night
Hey- It’s my life anyway, my flesh that rots away
And it won’t be alright.
Take it while you can, save the ones who stand
Nothing here to gain, standing in the rain
There’s rules and standards man must obey
Waste no tears on her sinking with both feet in the grave.
And he says…
Hey- it always goes this way
Hey- I’m itching in the night
Hey- It’s my life anyway, my flesh that rots away
And it won’t be alright.
And it won’t be alright
Not so far from you, as I’d like to be
Dust between the dirt makes you part of me
Your lonely pieces-my family.
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3. |
Carnal Crucifixion
02:34
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Carnal Crucifixion
I’ll come back the way I went.
I’ll come back when the last dime is spent
And I’ll say on that judgment day
Can I be forgiven?
Can I be forgiven?
When I walk though this valley
When I walk making choices that you don’t want to claim
And you’re cursing my birth and name
Can I be forgiven?
Can I be forgiven?
I know that God has mercy on me
But you and your demons fear the beast inside
Though there’s nothing Jesus holds against me
Carnal crucifixion bleeds me dry.
I’ll come back to remind you
You’ll be gone, before long like your false authority
When you know who holds the keys
Can you be forgiven?
Can you be forgiven?
Can you be forgiven?
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4. |
Whiskey or Water
03:04
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Whiskey or Water
One sustains- keeps me alive
One burns all the way down, leaves me dry.
One is with me every day
One is here for the night, then fades away
I never know who I am
Until I stare into this glass that’s in my hand
One is clear with sparkling shine
One’s a hazy shade for amber lights
One goes with me through the day
One’s in a corner I must hide away
I never know who I am
Until I stare into this glass that’s in my hand
Are you whiskey or water?
Cause one makes me clean when I stand in its rain
And one leaves a stain that I can’t wash away
I never know who I am
Until I stare into this glass that’s in my hand
Are you- baby are you- are you- baby are you
Whiskey or water?
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5. |
Coming Down
02:56
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Coming Down
The Northern California cold left me feeling alive and clean.
A sweet confession from my soul
A waking return to my dream.
In His own time- His Grace divine
Can you hear the sound?
It’s coming down.
I’ve waited not so patiently; worn worried circles
Around my mind
But when I looked outside of me
He showed me all the more that I could find.
In His own time- His Grace divine
Can you hear the sound?
It’s coming down.
It’s coming down
It won’t always be easy
This old dog’s hard to teach
Remember when it’s hardest
And seeming out of reach
That’s it’s coming down
It’s coming down
It’s coming down.
I try to catch it in my hands, only to realize they’re already full.
I think I finally understand
The sudden paradox of self-control
Hold all my pain up to this rain
Watch it hit the ground
It’s coming down
It’s coming down
It’s coming down
It’s coming down.
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6. |
Salvation in the Skies
03:56
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Salvation in the Skies
I’m walking through the snow
One last stop to go
The people on my list are all accounted for.
But on this silent night
There’re wrongs that need made right
I look up at the star shining through the cold
I can hear the angels say
The Lord is on His way
My gift to you, how do I start?
I search the spaces of my heart and try to see it through your eyes
You ask for nothing more than love; it’s given freely from above
I’m not a man, and I’m not wise
But I still see salvation in the skies
At Christmas time.
Suddenly I stand
At a door, that I swore, I’d never see again
I use the key that’s in my hand
To unlock the past
And let it go at last.
I join my family by the tree
And smile cause what I gave to you
You gave right back to me.
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7. |
He Rolls feat. Høgni
05:09
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He Rolls
Keep your troubles please don’t make them mine
Your disorder from my peace of mind
God ain’t turning from the things you stole
To leave me here on my own; that ain’t how He rolls.
You got religion, yeah you got wrong and right.
You got decisions, yeah you got black and white.
Might be the doctor of earthly misery
But it’ll all come round again ‘till you set the captives free.
Keep your troubles please don’t make them mine
Your disorder from my peace of mind
God ain’t turning from the things you stole
To leave me here on my own; that ain’t how He rolls
Don’t die a prison or let it slip away
Feed the poison in your wounded veins
Shut out the voices saying you’re off track
Cause once the curse is gone- it ain’t ever coming back.
Keep your troubles please don’t make them mine
Your disorder from my peace of mind
God ain’t turning from the things you stole
To leave me here on my own- hey-won’t leave me here on my own
Won’t leave me here on my own- yeah that ain’t how He rolls.
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8. |
Free
02:43
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9. |
Sunday
04:11
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Sunday
She watches the clock in her mirror
She drives the day along
Calendar chaos, gather the gains lost
Play one more song tonight
He gets through his dead-end day job
He drives the day along
Calendar chaos, gather the grains lost
Try to pretend nothing’s wrong tonight
Sunset on this day’s dream
(Like the day and the night before- Like the month and the year before)
Under street lights we remain unseen
(Like the day and the night before- Like the month and the year before)
And we sing along to your Nightwish
Baby we can do this
On a summer Sunday night when the sun sets over LA
Celestial spotlights watch them
While away the pain
They hold their breath and the stage’s set
To brave the world again
The smell of autumn tonight.
Sunset on this day’s dream
(Like the day and the night before- Like the month and the year before)
Under street lights we remain unseen
(Like the day and the night before- Like the month and the year before)
And we sing along to your Nightwish
Baby we can do this
On a summer Sunday night when the sun sets over LA
They wake a day older, but no colder
They drive the day along.
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VK Lynne Los Angeles, California
LA- based singer/songwriter/
frontwoman VK Lynne brings her plethora of eclectic musical
experiences
together on her new full-length effort, The Spider Queen.
The diverse genres of her endeavors come together to create a sound that she has dubbed ‘blues metal.’
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