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And so it begins and ends
You keep your heart in a little tin can
You keep your heart in a little tin can
You disappear and come back again
You keep your heart in a little tin can
You keep your heart in a little tin can
You're a ghost if I ever seen one but I don't see you anymore
You keep your heart in a little tin can
You keep your heart in a little tin can
And so it begins all over again
Without a heart I'm like the tin man
You keep your heart in a little tin can...
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Music is Medicine
02:15
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I really think that you should come on out
After all it's been three years
You died a little every time he'd shout
Now it's your turn to shout down your fears
I'm not asking you to sing and dance
I'm just asking you to give it a chance
I really think that you should come on out to my show
Because music is medicine
She finally built the courage up to sing
You know the one that always acted shy
And honey let me tell you them vocal chords ring
Once she finally put her fears aside
And I can tell you're self conscious too
But you'd be surprised what a good song can do
She finally built the courage up to sing
It revived her
You know music is medicine
I really think that you should come on out
Even though I'm not part of your plans
But it'd be good for you I have no doubt
You know you need to get out, here's your chance
So quit debating
You know we're all waiting
I really think that you should come on out
I don't bite girl
You know music is medicine
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Sugar Pills
03:34
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The one that you seek
Ain’t been seen for a week
You’re engulfed in an ocean of lies
You tried to believe
You tried hard not to leave
But it just isn’t coming out right
So you search for a new way
To rid of the heartache
Afraid you might not stand a chance
Just replace all the thrills
With these cheap sugar pills
In this over the counter romance
They say patience is key
But you just can’t agree
You’ve sat down here waiting for years
You cry out in rage
Without turning the page
No new attempts to overcome the fears
But just because you tried
And failed just that one time
Don’t mean you should surrender your stance
Just replace all the thrills
With these cheap sugar pills
In this over the counter romance
You’re faking a smile to his face
He clears his throat to propose a toast
And his only saving grace
Is him leaving you when you doubt him the most
He walks in with this thing
Kinda favors a ring
Just make sure it ain’t paper mache
Cause the altar has sunk
And the wedding singer’s drunk
And the preacher’s just out to get paid
It seems so outrageous
These broken engagements
Were over before they began
So replace all the thrills
With these cheap sugar pills
In this over the counter romance
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Listen man
You got a lot of things goin' for ya goin' good
Listen man
You're just a little too uptight about your neighborhood
You've got a great big heart somewhere
You never show how much you care
There's gonna be a lot of passion going up in smoke I swear
Just let it go...
Just let it go...
I want you to know, man
There's an outlet for your anger and it isn't her
Listen man
Stop your words from exploding, they could damage her
She may come around one of these days
But only if you don't push her away
Even if she breaks your heart it's just the price you pay
Just let it ride...
This time...
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Appalachia's scabbin' over
If hollow trees could talk
The concrete in the shoulder
Cracks where people used to walk
And God only knows just what to do
When nobody wants to face the truth
These filthy lungs, they breathe for you
Throw, Throw your crooked dreams away
Nobody knows and go
Ride into oblivion. Nobody knows.
One foot in the grave, one foot in my mouth
My feet are killing me
Give me liberty or give me death
Take your last breath
Rivers bleed through mountains
If wounded rocks could sing
They'd be screaming like all hell
As if it amounts to anything
The progress at stake ain't worth a damn
When you can't afford a helping hand
Hallelujah! These walls are caving in!
Throw, Throw your crooked dreams away
Nobody knows and go
Ride into oblivion. Nobody knows.
One hand full of truth, one hand full of shit
See which one's filling up
There's no liberty in working yourself to death
Take your last breath
The skies are falling and that's the truth
And nobody knows just what to do
In the hell these hands have mined for you
Throw, Throw your crooked dreams away
Nobody knows and go
Ride into oblivion. Nobody knows.
Throw, Throw your crooked dreams away
Nobody knows and go
Ride into oblivion. Nobody knows.
Take your last breath.
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Ryan Garrett Russell Springs, Kentucky
Singer/Songwriter from Russell Springs, Kentucky. All instruments, lyrics, and compositions by Ryan Garrett unless otherwise noted.
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