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Inside I'm A Lion
02:16
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Please forgive me
I am just a man
All these unforgettable, unforgivable misunderstandings
Inside I'm a lion contained against my will
Unable to provide for you like my instinct wills
It hollows me out just a little bit more each time I see the sun rise
I used to be a little more wise
Before I got a suit and tie
Then I saw what a chicken can do without it's head
Now I'm back where I started, just a little bit closer to death
Please forgive me, I'm just a man
All these unforgettable, unforgivable misunderstandings
Remember when I was a king
I'm just another man with bad hearing
Unable to decide what is wrong from what is right
Now the lion inside is far too weak to kill
I've been living off looking at the food through a window sill
Please forgive me
I am just a man
All these unforgettable, unforgivable misunderstandings
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Beggars and Choosers
03:22
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I have seen what you're capable of
It's not vindictive, it's just mean
I have dreams of postcards you've sent from all those places you've been
I came clean, from olive branches I've held, I have killed trees
We're not machines, if we just cut the lies, speak our minds we all win
But you can't win with a loser
'Cause there's beggars and there's choosers
Everything I need is beyond me
Don't be cruel, you sat on the fence, at my expense you found peace
This is for you to decide, just pick either side and let be
But you can't win with a loser
'Cause there's beggars and there's choosers
Everything I need is beyond me
I don't want to start something new
But when you came to me girl you really cut me in two
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Gravitated
03:12
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I woke up from the strangest thing
All the colourful things had all turned grey
Instead of panicking I felt trust
And I learned to live through hear and touch
I was on a smoking break
When a child told me the greatest thing
Love is coloured with smiles and trust
With a painting brush
And God gave me a painting brush
Would you like me to colour you in, this ain't the 50s anymore
I noticed you had grey for lunch
Well God gave me a painting brush
I got myself a painting brush
And I coloured the world with smiles and trust
When it all came back to me again
Nothing looked the same again
But who would want that? tell me
Would you like me to colour you in this ain't the 50's anymore
I noticed you had grey for lunch
Well God gave me a painting brush
God gave me a painting brush and God gave you a painting brush
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Shaun Cechner Fremantle, Australia
Singer Songwriter in Fremantle, Western Australia. Currently recording with his band Lonesome Ghosts.
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