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Times gotten away,
from you my friend,
it leaves us all,
someplace in the end.

You can't run,
You can't hide,
You can't move,
You're frozen alive.

Nothing in your heart,
nothing in your soul,
nothing in your head,
(and) nothing in your bones

They want it all the same,
You'll leave them hurt, you'll leave them lame.

I've got a feeling that you're losing it,
Trying to get this world to fit,
the picture in your mind.

Get off track,
get on again,
it will grind you down,
it will wear you in.

They leave nothing to chance,
They leave little to circumstance.

You cannot hold out,
You can't hold it in,
You can't sign relief,
With ever breath a sin.

they won't wait for you,
you'll just have to pursue.

I've got a feeling that you're losing it,
Trying to get this world to fit,
the picture in your mind.

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from Songs You Probably Won't Like, released August 28, 2011

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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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