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Deflecting Blame
03:58
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I'm trying to make connection with every little thought hung on your lips
I'm trying to get the picture before my consciousness rips
But your mouth keeps moving, with stupid excuses spilling out
Like a thief who's caught red-handed
Deflecting blame and casting doubt
Casting doubt.
Now I think I need interpretation or this situation analyzed
By someone who is better looking, who can go on camera in a tie
I'm dying for suggestion there's an end to this eternal bout
Like an old man drowning in denial
Deflecting blame and casting doubt
Casting doubt
Everybody's gotta pick someone to love
Everybody's gotta pick someone to hate
Everybody's gotta pick someone to love
Everybody's gotta pick someone to hate
So who do you love? Who do you love?
Who do you love? Who do you love?
Who do you love? Who... do you love?
And now our mundane moments have reached a violent fever pitch
Turn my life into a game show, take my pride and make me rich
Pump me with a thousand volts, feed me lies, tell me to shout
Oh, I know that I could be the loudest
Deflecting blame and casting doubt
Oh, casting doubt
Everybody's gotta pick someone to love
Everybody's gotta pick someone to hate
Everybody's gotta pick someone to love
Everybody's gotta pick someone to hate
Everybody's gotta pick someone to love
Everybody's gotta pick someone to hate
Everybody's gotta pick someone to love
Everybody's gotta pick someone.
So who do you love? Who do you love?
Who do you love? Who do you love?
Oh, who do you love? Who do you love?
Who do you love? Who do you love?
Who do you love? Who... do you love?
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The Night
03:18
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You count your blessings
But they're never enough
You're trying to look cool
You're trying to be tough
And all your enemies,
You're gonna make em pay
And you'll tear down everyone close to you
Cause you didn't need them anyway
And you're tired of guessing
You want an answer straight up
Because your days are feeling meaningless
And the night's become too much
Yeah, the night's become too much
So you stare at the skyline
And wonder if it'll rain
You feel the hammers of the road crews
The distant whistle of the trains
And their vibrations
They resonate in your bones
And the headaches have become comforting
Cause you know you're not out here alone
And you're tired of guessing
You want an answer straight up
Because your days are feeling meaningless
And the night's become too much
Yeah, the night's become too much
So you learn the steps
Of the song and dance
And you know you would own the spotlight
If you could only get the chance
But you know the deal
You know what you lack
So dream of getting out of here
And never ever coming back
And you're tired of guessing
You want an answer straight up
Because your days are feeling meaningless
Yeah, your days are feeling meaningless
And you're tired of guessing
You want an answer straight up
Because your days are feeling meaningless
And the night's become too much
Yeah, the night's become too much
Yeah, the night's become too much
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Matt Monta Richmond, Virginia
Voice for singing. Guitar for strumming. Harmonica for wailing. Boots for stomping.
Honest songs from a hard-working heartland.
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