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Weeks
03:08
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The days and weeks, they turned into years
But you still expect happiness
You can't call it love without any tears, 'cause the end's always such a mess
How do we go on and on
How do we go on and on
Like the weeks
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Collide
02:11
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See you in a while, will you have a smile then
How will I know where to go, when it all ends
Will we speak, the words we loved to sing
Or will there be no need, our bodies just a memory
When we die, will our souls collide
When we die, will our souls collide
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Love To Hate
02:55
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10 AM again, where have I been
Not too sure, but you remind me of her, and that's how it always ends
And that's how, that's how, that's how it always ends
Drunk at some bar, will someone please call me a car
'Cause I can't rely on no one for a ride, got no reason to be home at all
Got no reason, got no reason, got no reason to be home at all
Sometimes lust turns to love, sometimes love don't turn out great,
After all this time, I still wonder why
How can love turn to hate
How can love, how can love, how can love turn to hate
I got a bruise, ain't got no excuse
Ain't lovin' roughly and ain't fightin' toughly, prob'ly fell down all drunk and confused
Prob'ly fell down, prob'ly fell down, prob'ly fell down all drunk and confused
We all need a heartache, like a lead weight
In a swimming pool, love'll make a fool
Feel like he's immune to drowning
Immune, immune, make a fool think he's immune to drowning
Sometimes lust turns to love, sometimes love don't turn out great,
After all this time, I still wonder why
How can love turn to hate
How can love, how can love, how can love turn to hate
Copyright 2017 Chris Markowski. All Rights Reserved.
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Could You Believe
02:52
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Was it a dream, you know what I mean
I think you did scrub all the shine off, I think it was made of a shit cake you brought to a sheen
Could you believe, you did not receive
All that you thought was coming to you, was coming, was coming, was coming
It's not coming anymore
Copyright 2017 Chris Markowski. All Rights Reserved.
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Will I Ever
02:47
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Reaching out to heaven, both hands in the sky
I know I'll find ya someday, will I
Copyright 2017 Chris Markowski. All Rights Reserved.
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Markowski Cranford, New Jersey
Acoustic/vocal artist from Cranford, NJ.
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