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New Obsession
04:28
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Wrote a poem of our fate
The wind crept up and blew it away
Funny that's the third time today
We're off the road and in a jam
looking for our love first hand
Not a soul would know if we can
I need a new obsession
(this life has been lived before)
Urge me to feel your itch
(swept up and washed ashore)
I need a new obsession
(to dance in a black heart world)
For us and forever more
Even on my silhouette
I can see the dust collect
Painting me with permanent regret
The shortest of the short end sticks
gets shorter every time I pick
like dying twigs of destiny off our tree
I need a new obsession
(this life has been lived before)
Urge me to feel your itch
(swept up and washed ashore)
I need a new obsession
(to dance in a black heart world)
For us and forever more
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2. |
The Grudge
04:02
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I swear I never did no wrong
I swear I never meant no harm
You say that you can see
The colour on my hands
The only colours from
The pupil of your eye
Spent all your money
They changed from green to red
That's all it took for you
To pick on me instead
Run on past the jury
Run on past the judge
Write my sentence for me
And forever hold that grudge
Forever hold that grudge
I swear I never did no wrong
I swear I never meant no harm
And six months from now
The whole thing looses taste
Turn you friends against me
And relive the case
I have many friends
More than just a few
Many of them from
A different Avenue
Run on past the jury
Run on past the judge
Write my sentence for me
And forever hold that grudge
Forever hold that grudge
I never did no wrong
I never meant no harm
I never did no wrong to you
Forever hold that
Grudge
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3. |
Cabin Fever
05:19
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I've been dreading this time of year
Ever since the sky turned grey
becoming numb is what I fear
when the sunlight fades away
What is it that keeps me here
Maybe people I hold dear
Swear that I just can't take it
Swear that ain't gonna make it
Swear that I've had enough
The last rose of summer died
It died many months ago
Now its getting cold outside
Lost the feeling that I know
What is it that makes me stay
When its colder every day
Swear that I just can't take it
Swear that ain't gonna make it
Swear that I've had enough
When the first snowflake flies
and the cold wind starts to burn my eyes
When I'm stuck behind a window pane
dreaming of summer days
I will be calling you to come away
Chase the sun to somewhere fun, no more gloomy days
on we fly, do or die, no more frosty haze
Where you and me really wanna be, time to turn the page
Feeling like tonight's the night, gonna break out of this cage
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4. |
Your Soul I Wanna Touch
04:19
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Banker men wanna take it home
Metal heads wanna eat it whole
Techno kids don't even know what it is
Bet the wish that they did
Either got it or you don't
Don't ever let it go
Your soul I wanna touch
Country boy won't ever let it grow
Your old man lost it long ago
Emo kids can't even handle it at all
Bet they wish that they could
Either got it or you don't
Don't ever let it go
Your soul I wanna touch
Your friend Irene made it loud and clear
Said beauty queens see it in a mirror
And flat cappers only see it in a shoe
Tell me who is wearing who
Either got it or you don't
Don't ever let it go
Your soul I wanna touch
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Jonny Parolin North Bay, Ontario
Infusing 60's and 70s' vinyl-inspired riffs with rich harmonies and high energy appeal, JONNY PAROLIN's debut EP “Cabin Fever” offers four soulful, well-crafted rock songs that instantly lodge in the ears and brain, ready for endless repeat plays.
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