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lyrics

Tired ink runs from this writer's hand
As he scratches his head and he looks at his pen
With a one, and a two, and then over again
Until I run dry and can't stand it

So write songs, so write hits, so write classics
I write lies that relate to my stand-in
Some other days I might write down mistakes
And directions on how one might fix them

Each prophet gave an excuse
To use misery felt as a tool
You call it a gift, and I'll call it a curse
And I can keep you in a song
But my heart just keeps moving along
Just channel your love into what you've become

There's some idea, and then the end
And the steps that connect where that is
I'd rather take shortcuts, ignoring the warnings
And see if my talents can save me
Then there's a wreck, and some rewrites
As I replace what I want with what's easy
I'm taking these shortcuts, ignoring my conscience
Ending up nowhere I thought I'd be

The time spent alone helped to map out the road
All the people I'd meet, all the places I'd go
And I swear that I held you some time before
But now I'm awake, and you're gone

It's all history, or that's how it seems
The rain in July came and flooded my dreams
As I dried out my life, it changed how I see
Alive and finally clean!

I stood myself in one place
As the patterns rearranged
Funny how the bad remains unchanged?
And I can keep it in a song
Now that the world we knew is gone
Just channel your hope into all that you want

There's some idea, and then the end
And the steps that connect where that is
I'd rather take shortcuts, ignoring the warnings
And see if my talents can save me
Then there's a wreck, and some rewrites
As I replace what I want with what's easy
I'm taking these shortcuts, ignoring my conscience
Ending up nowhere I thought I'd be

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from Shortcuts, released September 9, 2010
Benecio A. Jones - Guitar, Vocals
Walker Badadanko - Bass

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