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Ask me who I’m gonna be in seventeen years
And I’ll tell you a sweet little story
And it might be what you want to hear
But it’s just pretend
Tell me who you want to see when you look in the mirror
And it might be something to fear
But I won’t cry myself to sleep
Cause it’s just pretend
Oh, we say all kinds of things to all kinds of people
Pretending that we have the reins
But it’s all just one big leap of faith
To be living, breathing, dreaming
Oh, we say all kinds of things to all kinds of people
Pretending that we could rearrange
This breathtaking pattern of atoms that’s beautiful and strange
Don’t wake me I’m dreaming
Trouble coming up in space
And nothing you say
Will make it okay
He said it’s mercury in retrograde
The space parade
Oh, we say all kinds of things to all kinds of people
Pretending that we have the reins
But it’s all just one big leap of faith
To be living, breathing, dreaming
Oh, we say all kinds of things to all kinds of people
Pretending that we could rearrange
This breathtaking pattern of atoms that’s beautiful and strange
Don’t wake me I’m dreaming
Oh, we say all kinds of things to all kinds of people
Pretending that we have the reins
But it’s all just one big leap of faith
To be living, breathing, dreaming
Oh, we say all kinds of things to all kinds of people
Pretending that we could rearrange
This breathtaking pattern of atoms that’s beautiful and strange
(sha la, sha la, sha la)
That’s beautiful and strange
Don’t’ wake me I’m dreaming
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Wasted (Acoustic)
03:02
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Stepped on one too many cracks Did I break your back?
I don’t wanna tell the truth anymore
Tired of pinning down the facts
So, you can paint them black
And I’m feeling kinda cruel keeping score
Ahhhhhh ahhhhhh
Ahhhhhh ahhhhhh
Changed my name and my address
Can’t get further west
Still there’s something tugging at my sleeve
Doing better than my best
To outrun this mess
But some days you just gotta scream
Ahhhhhh ahhhhhh
Ahhhhhh ahhhhhh
Well I don’t wanna be a fool for you honey
But right now you got me wasted
I don’t wanna be a fool for you honey
But right now you got me wasted
Writing letters writing hits
But nothing fits
You got one foot hanging out the door
So, roll the credits call it quits
We’re on the fritz
I can’t keep waking up on the floor
Ahhhhhh ahhhhhh
Ahhhhhh ahhhhhh
Well I don’t wanna be a fool for you honey
But right now you got me wasted
I don’t wanna be a fool for you honey
But right now you got me wasted
(Ahhhhhh)
Right now you got me wasted
(Ahhhhhh)
Right now you got me wasted
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Red Flag (Acoustic)
04:06
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Twenty something girl with a teenage crush
Wanna keep it cool but I talked too much
Driving to your place but I just can’t seem to take it slow
Trying to play it down but I’m all dressed up
Trying to tell myself that I’m not in love
Looking in the mirror got a hundred way to say hello
Weak knees, hard to breath, something’s coming over me
Front door butterflies, never even saw the sign
Red Flag, I should have seen it coming
One kiss led to another
But I’m, still young and too wild to try to make it stop now
So what? Undid another button
Tried hard, hard to keep it cool, but fuck it
I’m still young and too wild to try to make it stop now
When it feels like
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Baby don’t believe me when I say goodbye
I just want you to ask me if I’ll stay the night
My eyes are keeping secrets but my heart don’t lie, oh no
Love is just two accidental crossing lines
You and me baby right place and time
Quarter past two and the blue moonlight still glows
Weak knees, hard to breath, something’s coming over me
Front door butterflies, never even saw the sign
Red Flag, I should have seen it coming
One kiss led to another
But I’m, still young and too wild to try to make it stop now
So what? Undid another button
Tried hard, hard to keep it cool, but fuck it
I’m still young and too wild to try to make it stop now
When it feels like
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Don’t even know where this is going
Whoa, whoa
All I wanna do is chase this feeling
Candle light, record on, letting go, lose control
Front door butterflies
Never even saw the sign
Red Flag, I should have seen it coming
One kiss led to another
But I’m, still young and too wild to try to make it stop now
So what? Undid another button
Tried hard, hard to keep it cool, but fuck it
I’m still young and too wild to try to make it stop now
When it feels like
Woah, woah, woah, woah
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Chelsea Williams Los Angeles, California
Performing 5 hours a day, 4 days a week, Chelsea Williams honed her skills busking at Santa Monica’s Third Street Promenade, capturing the attention of passersby including Ron Howard and Sheryl Crow. Williams garnered praise from critics including Rolling Stone Country, who described her sound as “K.T. Tunstall, Sheryl Crow and Little Big Town’s Karen Fairchild on a confessional girls’ night out.” ... more
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