So Sure/ Milking It

by Steven P Robinson

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released August 26, 2016

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Steven P Robinson Chicago, Illinois

Originally from England, now residing in Chicago, I'm a singer-songwriter operating under the not too imaginative nom-de- plume Steven P. Robinson. Once described in some strange backhanded compliment as 'The King of Oxfam Folk' by now defunct music website Angry Ape for my beg, borrow, steal attitude to songwriting, I create mainly lo-fi tunes that I release as EP's. ... more

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Track Name: So Sure
You’re so sure, you’re so sure of yourself,
You have more certainty than anyone else,
You’re so sure, you’re so sure of yourself,
You exude confidence like nobody else.

I’ve got a feeling you’re gonna have a hard life,
The worlds your oyster but you might need a delicate hand,
I’ve got a feeling you’re gonna have a hard life,
Things may not always be as easy as you’ve found.

You’re so sure, you’re so sure of yourself,
It’s like you’re cast under your own spell,
You’re so sure, you’re so sure of yourself,
If the doubts were to creep in could anyone really tell?

I’ve got a feeling you’re gonna have a hard life,
The worlds your oyster but you might need a delicate hand,
I’ve got a feeling you’re gonna have a hard life,
Things may not always be as easy as you’ve found.

I know you’re not alone, I know you’re not alone.
Track Name: Milking It
They made their feelings known,
You held on to your own,
Sorrow paints a picture bright,
(the) Brushstrokes look thin in the light,

And you’re milking it for all it’s got,
Sympathy tires if you loosen the knot don’t you know,
And I gave it my last shot,
It fell short, well that's my lot don’t I know.

The many sounds of the car drown out any talk at all,
A stream of headlights blur our way,
Another look from you goes astray.

You’re milking it for all it’s got,
Sympathy tires if you loosen the knot don’t you know,
And I gave it my last shot,
It fell short, well that's my lot don’t I know.

You’re milking it for all it has got,
Sympathy tires if you loosen the knot,
And I gave it my best shot,
It fell short, well that is my lot.