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I'm losing touch of myself
My friends, my head
Bleeding through my ears
My fears are real
I lie awake in the sun
That's what I do for fun
I'm losing touch of myself
My friends live in my head
bleeding through my ears
I talk in my sleep
I won't recall what I said
I won't describe what I ment
I have no secrets to keep
I talk in my sleep
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She's my beauty queen she's my undercover lover
She sings songs only a mother would love
In a letter you said don't waste a day
Ignorance won't keep the truth away
My baby don't know my like she used to know me
She hides away in the tops of the trees
Hoping I'll notice and recognize
Its not a disguise
My baby don't know me like you know me
Water my fire
Embracing the gift to exist and love more pure than wine
we spark in the dark
She's my beauty queen, my passion fruit lover
Sings song for the angels and doves
Only mothers would love
My baby don't know where she needs to go
Waiting in line aging with time
dreams that i'll see with my own two eyes
And at the end of the day
I'll call her mine
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Ryan Locke - Purple
02:11
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I'm black and blue
There's nothing I can do
Where have all my bones gone?
Don't you know I've fallen apart from the pain?
Where's the gain?
That's when my skin began to rot
My breath was green, yes my coffee is still hot
Thanks a lot
I can't feel you the way I used to
But that is something only time can take away but not today..... ... .. .
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I was a child then.
Living on rocks, swimming with sharks
Now I'm a decease man
Warning my neighbours of uncommon dangers
watching over children
razors in parks, cocaine in chalksticks
I can't feel angry
Feeling's for living diseases are killers
Everyone lies when you ask them where they'd rather be
Ask me again I'll tell you that heavens for me
Churches are burning and children are learning to read
Walk through the crowd like we're walking on clouds its a breaze
I swollowed my pills, paid all my bills
Drank fairly heavily
Nobody knew I would die before you
I watered my plants
Swam to an island you followed behind me
I felt alive when I tripped and died
I fell in love with the woman who took care of me
Promised the children I'd called them at least once a week
Stoned to the table I am unable to be
The man with a smile who takes his kids out for ice cream
Was I in love with the woman who took care of me
Promised the children I'd call them at least once a year
Stoned in the stairwell I am unable to be
The man with a smile who's luring kids with ice cream
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Swinging through the vines as if you'll never find what you're looking for
But you'll never find me.. no
You'll never find what you're looking for
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Ryan Locke Edmonton, Alberta
Ryan Locke is an independent Canadian artist, emerging into the music scene as a singer/songwriter in
2010.
Ryan has composed a new record which has since been recorded at Blackbox Studios. The official launch of the record titled Unconditional is June 7, 2014 at Filthy McNasty’s in Edmonton.
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