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Dead Awake
02:54
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Thoughts and prayers won't save you
When the wolf is at your door
They'll take the clothes from off your back
And ship you with the poor
Blind men cry "The end is nigh"
Amidst the restless horde
But Dead can't hear that siren's call
Waiting in their graves for more
Sittin pretty in your bed
While I'm lost within my head
Comfy in the bed you make
wide asleep and dead awake
Those wide awake, their numbers few
dread this coming day
what can be done, day is won
Rich will have their way
Wars been fought, that battle lost
Day has come undone
What's left for us to do but
pick our own shit up and run
Sittin pretty in your bed
While I'm lost within my head
Comfy in the bed you make
wide asleep and dead awake
Sittin pretty in your bed
I'm still lost within my head
Comfy in the bed you make
wide asleep and dead awake
Wishing that this life was more
Pick yourself from off the floor
Wipe the dust from off your brain
This is a life we can't sustain
Put the paper down its old
But the truth is far from told
The storybooks have all been read
Take the blinders off your head
Sittin pretty in your bed
While I'm lost within my head
Comfy in the bed you make
wide asleep and dead awake
Sittin pretty in your bed
I'm still lost within my head
Comfy in the bed you make
You're fast asleep we're wide awake
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Runnin with the Witch
03:55
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Drowning in the taste
of your own mistake
time can never
pass fast enough
Breaking on the shore
on your jagged hearts
time can never pass
fast enough
waiting on a curse
this empty shell
time enough can break
this magic spell
running with the witch
perhaps to hell
time alone can break
this magic spell
When the witch
she steals your heart
like you had a choice
fear can leave you
crawling in the dark
weighed down by the answers
that you tell yourself
fear can leave you crawling
in the dark
faced without a future
without a chance
locked up in this ballroom
forced to dance
stuck without a hope
trapped by a glance
locked up in this room
we puppets dance
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Paper Mâché
03:38
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When I lay my head
and I dream of days
it's prob'ly in some other place
some other place
far away from my bed
When I sit down strong
tryina' write a song
it'll prob'ly take me really long
cause all the good ones
have already been said
Taste the paper mache
steal your spirit away
taste the paper mache
let it carry you away
So I stuck my tongue
tryina' wash it down
my mind is rollin in the ground
climbin' up a hill
tryina' find out where to head
now the search is on
time to pass the baton
all these conclusions seem forgone
taste the paper mache
watch out overhead
Taste the paper mache
steal your spirit away
taste the paper mache
let it carry you away
Dare to dream
dream to find
another exit through your mind
too many trails
all dusty at your feet
let's take a trip
and just take a chance
these dusty feet were born to dance
taste the paper mache
and move your feet offbeat
Taste the paper mache
steal your spirit away
taste the paper mache
let it carry you away
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Growing Pains
03:25
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Smile today
For tomorrow is a ways away
Never quite get yesterday
To stay
When the catalyst
Comes to play
See the color in the grey
Yesterday won't even stay today
Though you left one gift remains
More than just my growin pains
Used up unions start to fade (away)
But no catalyst remains
As it stands we got other plans
Unpack your bags and stay
Unpack your bags
And stay today
Colorblind my vision numb
Catalyst, beneath your thumb
Propped up
When the letdown comes
Though you left one gift remains
More than just my growin pains
Used up unions start to fade (away)
But no catalyst remains
Catalyst my world is grey
On my knees stay one more day
Give me the world
Steal strength away
All that's left of you is pain
Shining light shoots through my brain
Am I now whole or just insane
Dreams are born and one gives way
Winds of change keep pain at bay
Though you left one gift remains
More than just my growin pains
Used up union starts to fade (away)
But no catalyst remains
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Drew Hagus California
Drew & The Brothers Hagus make Gonzo Garage Folk. A.k.a. Simple Songs for Complicated
People.
Andrew Hagar, a.k.a. Drew Hagus, started his musical journey as a joke that spiraled way out of hand. Enlisting the help of a few friends from the good ole' garage punk days, Drew formed "The Brothers Hagus" in late 2016....and here we are.
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