1. |
Delgado
05:08
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Can you see the fires burning?
Well is dry
The hope is gone
As the smoke clears the horizon
The townspeople they all know
They swear his name saying
Ooh ooh ooh
His name’s Delgado
Yeah he's the fastest slinger
Got a hard demeanor
He's even fought his own soul
Ooh ooh ooh
A real desperado
He reeks of kerosene
But never cares to be seen
He rides a horse of midnight black
His gallop has caused twenty heart attacks
Yeah this week alone
No sheriff’s going to put a bounty
On his head
If he wishes to see the light again
They pray till he’s gone
They swear his name saying
Ooh ooh ooh
His names Delgado
Yeah he's the fastest slinger
Got a hard demeanor
He's even fought his own soul
Ooh ooh ooh
A real desperado
Cause he reeks of kerosene
But never cares to be seen
You better pray to your god cause he will get you
He will get you and take your soul
You better pray to your god cause he will get you
He will get you and take your soul
You better pray to your god cause he will get you
He will get you and take your soul
You better pray to your god cause he will get you
He will get you and take your soul
Ooh ooh ooh
His names Delgado
Yeah he’s the fastest slinger
Got a hard demeanor
He's even fought his own soul
Ooh ooh ooh
A real desperado
Cause he reeks of kerosene
But never cares to be seen
You better watch your back for delgado
He's the meanest man of the grotto
He's going to take you down
Take you home
And burn it all to the ground
His name’s Delgado
His name’s Delgado
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2. |
Breakthrough
04:00
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They say go on, seize the day
I threw my wish in a wishing well
and now it’s gone
Seasons change
Alarm is ringing and stinging
But I still stayed
And so I turned my head both ways
Back to the street Belle de Mar where I escape
And I turn the lights down low
Let my numbness start to float
I must be wrong
I’m not moving on
And I wanna change
But I’m wasting away another Saturday
Well maybe this ain’t the only way out the door
Well maybe I’ll find solace in a small detour
The truth never leaves
It’s a part of my tree
I never let the winter come but in between
I fall into shock now
I’m ready to stay
Or maybe I’ll leave
It all looks the same
I must be wrong
I’m not moving on
And I wanna change
But I’m wasting away another Saturday
And I know the feeling
Know it must be true
It’s the sink or swim
That fights within you
And I try, I try so hard to make it through
And I fail, I fail at every chance I get
To breakthrough
And I know the feeling
Know it must be true
It’s the sink or swim
That fights within you
And I try, I try so hard to make it through
And I fail, I fail at every chance I ever get to
Maybe one day
I will
Breakthrough
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3. |
Five Minutes to Freedom
05:06
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Lucky me staring out a hotel room
It’s got a picket fence
I’m a picky mess
I trashed my car
Trashed my life
But I’ve been looking to the world to see
Who’s going to stop me
But I’ve been looking to the world to see
Who’s going to stop me
When I look to the world to see
I just can’t believe
I got the sunshine riding down on me
Saying I just want this freedom in my veins
Sing I, just want the freedom in my veins
And I’ll try any way that I can
Saying I, don’t want to make or worry bout a
God damn thing
Cause I, baby, I,I
Want the freedom in my veins
Oh my my
Tell me what you see
I’m a working man
Who ain’t got that much green
Those of you starry eyed
Those of you with a will to fight
Pick up your boots
And let's ride tonight
Cause I’ve been looking to the world to see
Who’s going to stop me
Yeah I’ve been looking to the world to see
Who’s going to stop me
When I look to the world to see
I just can’t believe
I got the sunshine riding down on me
Saying I just want this freedom in my veins
Sing I, just want the freedom in my veins
And I’ll try any way that I can
Saying I, Don’t want to make or worry bout a
God damn thing
Cause I, baby, I,I
I want the freedom
I want the freedom
In my veins
Saying baby I, baby, I,I
Want the freedom in the veins
And I don’t want to make or worry about a
God damn thing
Saying when the lights come flashing down
When my freedom is around
I'm saying I baby I, I
Want the freedom
In the veins
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4. |
Bloom
04:16
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Well I saw you, in quarter of the night
You had golden hair and
Blue sparkling, blue sparkling eyes
Well you were traveling down that same old path
That lead you to my life
And like a flower in the crack of spring
I left you to bloom
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
I left you to bloom
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
As the nights drew closer
And the tears rained farther
It's my heart that still longs for you
As I left your city
My mind enslaved me
Of thoughts of being with you
Cause I left you to bloom
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
I left you to bloom
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Then two more years go by
And I held you by my side
Til you looked me straight dead in the face
Saying I wasn’t good enough
So I drove my way back home alone
Six cold hours on my own
And I found myself
In the middle of Arizona
Cause I left you to bloom
Cause I left you to grow to be a bigger man
Cause I left you to grow to be a bigger man
Cause I left you to grow to be a bigger man
Cause I left you to bloom
Cause I left you to grow to be a bigger man
Cause I left you to grow to be a bigger man
Cause I left you to grow to be a bigger man
Cause I left you to bloom
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
I left you to bloom
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Cause I left you to bloom
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