C.K.Y. - Shippensburg Lyrics
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| C.K.Y.
- Shippensburg Lyrics
Album: You know what makes me happy The feel that I controls absorbed by the radio jag I found my indecision The product of the media grime And now I'm on the wings The things that make you sad The feel that I control have you press rewind Don't bother to respond Hoping that you'll hear Close, close, yeah close the light You love to hear me again And when the sun beams down all of your lies The classic act of feeling is that of a memory The sky's all grey in the barracks I know I'm a lousy hero And you are peering down through parascopic eyes Close, close, yeah close (conscience) We'll drive the band to Shippensberg and hope that we get played I try to hide the fact that I'm afraid The things that were so meaningless 'til the next one comes along And in the end of a season the voices turn it all off I try to hide the fact that I'm afraid We'll drive the band to Shippensberg and hope that we get played
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