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Rio

 

Rio

(album: No Place In Heaven - 2015)


Oh, here I go again
I wake up every morning to this Groundhog Day
Thinking about the list of things that I've done wrong
Can't even count, it goes on too long

I try to change my ways
I feel like I'm the villain in some crappy play
The book has long been written
But I'd rather be just about anyone else but me
I hope you see

It doesn't mean I'm not a fighter
It's just that I wanna be a little lighter
Spent so long fixing things I've done
I've got holes in all my pockets
Even those holes, they've got pockets
Hiding things that'll never see the sun

I'm taking off
Going to Rio
I'm getting lost to find an alter ego
It could be Paris or Berlin
I don't care what state I'm in
Gonna leave it all behind
Maybe I'll be myself when I'm somebody else

This is not an invitation
I'm going to Rio
This is not a conversation
Say good-bye to me, oh

Maybe in ten years time,
You'll receive a letter from some random guy
You'll like him so much better, but then you will see
He's not a stranger it's only me

I could only be myself
As somebody else

'Cause you got sun, I got bad weather
Anything you can lose, I can lose better
Did my best with what life gave to me
I've got holes in all my pockets
Even those holes, they've got pockets
Hiding things that I sure want to leave

I'm taking off
Going to Rio
I'm getting lost to find an alter ego
It could be Paris or Berlin
I don't care what state I'm in
Gonna leave it all behind
Maybe I'll be myself when I'm somebody else

This is not an invitation
I'm going to Rio
This is not a conversation
Say good-bye to me, oh

Give me a peanut and I'll turn blue
I can't even eat the things you do
Bake you a cake, and I'll burn it up twice
I roll thirteen on a pair of dice

Give me a peanut and I'll turn blue
I can't even eat the things you do
Bake you a cake, and I'll burn it up twice
I roll thirteen on a pair of dice

I'm taking off
Going to Rio
I'm getting lost to find an alter ego
It could be Paris or Berlin
I don't care what state I'm in
Gonna leave it all behind
Maybe I'll be myself when I'm somebody else

This is not an invitation
I'm going to Rio
This is not a conversation
Say good-bye to me, oh

This is not an invitation
I'm going to Rio
This is not a conversation
Say good-bye to me, oh

done

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