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Words don't come easy to me
No, oh no, woah no - not without a fight
I am much safer here
Oh, underneath, oh underneath these lights
I would not try to be ah anyone, oh anyone but me
Oh and here I stand
Oh I'm braver than fiction
I'm ready, I'm ready to tell you, tell you it all
There is a time for silence
Oh but baby, whoa baby I don't think that it is now
This is an unusual occasion
'Cause suddenly, ah suddenly I can get the words right out
Oh and here I stand
Oh I'm braver than fiction
I'm ready, I'm ready to tell you, tell you it all
Kiss me and I'll be alright
Ah hold me, oh hold me like you did last night
I wanna feel, I wanna feel you'll never let me go
Oh I love you, I just wanted you to know
Whoa but here I stand
Oh I'm braver than fiction
I'm ready, oh I'm ready to tell you, tell you it all
Whoa but I, oh I have to take this curtain call
Copyright © Mel Lampro (L&M), Adam Lewis, Jason Bradley, Paul Tipple, Martin Tune (MUS)
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The Hangman's Waltz
03:38
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Well I guess I should take the hint
God knows I've had enough experience
But each time, it's more difficult than the last
And each time I get a little more trashed
It spins me around and around and around
See my feet? They don't touch the ground
I know every step of this miserable dance
Whoa the Hangman's Waltz
It goes...one, two, three
Promise me nothing
In a knot round my throat
Ah pull away the chair
Watch me swing on my own rope
I would sit this one out if I were you
Don't you think I'd escape if I thought that I could?
My boots full of demons, my belly full of lies
My mouth full of blood, it is Bedlam inside
It spins me around and around and around
See my feet? They don't touch the ground
I know every step of this miserable dance
Whoa the Hangman's Waltz
It goes...one, two, three
Promise me nothing
In a knot round my throat
Ah pull away the chair
Watch me swing on my own rope
Oh it spins me around and around and around
See my feet? They don't touch the ground
Trick me, kick me, pin a card on my back
Better make it The Fool
I'm a zero.
One, two, three
One, two, three
One, two, three-ah-ha-ha
Copyright © Mel Lampro
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Free Ride
03:31
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Here's a plate with your name on
Oh but it's not made to match
Here's a spoon made of silver
Ah dig yourself out with that
If you're looking for a free ride
You'd better get in the line
'Cause there's a war on the platform
They're loading one at a time
(I just want you to change your ways)
I don't want you to change
I just want you to change your ways
Tattooed lies and plastic grooming
Checkered shirt; Cheshire smile
A smoker’s drawl in the green room
A greasy stain on your tiles
Window-shopping for perfection
Leaves you distorted and bland
Hung out to dry on the thin line
Between a clone and homage
(I just want you to change your ways)
I don't want you to change
I just want you to change your ways
(I just want you to change your ways)
I don't want you to change
I just want you to change your ways
Copyright © M Lampro (L&M), A Lewis, J Bradley, P Tipple, M Tune (MUS)
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Love's Comin' In
04:11
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Our life's a wall, the paint is peeled
Reveals the bricks like wounds unhealed
We patch it up and hang a smile
And everything is fine, for a while
But then the damp and soulless cold
Comes back to strip that skin to bone
Rolls us in the salt of lies
Until we both wind up on different sides
Oh baby let me in
Unlock that door
You've left your heart
Out on the floor
Oh and I...I can't take it any more
I'm breakin’ out, I'm breakin’ in
Before we hurt us any more
‘Cause if you won't come out and save me
Oh then baby, baby, baby - yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Whoa, love's comin' in
I am drowning in your dead man's eyes
Fighting for breath that I just can't find
You filled my head with hate and doubt
Then you ate up my heart and spat it right out
Oh-oh-oh my God, you drive me crazy
I can’t turn my back on you, can’t turn my back on you
Baby, don’t make me live without you
Well I thought you were some kind of superhero
Sent to save the day
Oh but you are just a man
And I think whoa, I finally understand
Oh baby let me in
Unlock that door
You've left your heart
Out on the floor
Woah and I...I can't take it any more
I'm breakin’ out, I'm breakin’ in
Before we hurt us any more
‘Cause if you won't come out and save me
Oh then baby, baby, baby - yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh, love's comin' in
Whoa, love's comin' in
Love's comin' in…
Copyright © M Lampro
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Braver than Fiction Sheffield, UK
Mel (vocals)
Jason (keyboards)
Martin (guitar)
Paul (drums)
Paul (bass)
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