JAMES BAY lyrics - Chaos And The Calm

Craving

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Walking through the traffic on a Monday In the town I grew up Shelter from the rain in every doorway It's dark and everyone's numb Kids are making faces in the bus lane But nobody looks up Everyone's life the same as yesterday Just like the ticking of clocks And I'm craving, craving, craving something I can feel Where do I go, what do I need, is it ecstasy or is it fear? Am I on my own, am I even close 'Coz I'm craving, still craving something I can feel Never thought the night could get so lonely 'til she called me up Never thought these streets could've out-grown me I guess it wasn't enough So I put my faith in everyone around me Then she sold all my stuff Sheer and wild abandon that's all I need And someone I can trust 'Coz I'm craving, craving, craving something I can feel Where do I go, what do I need, is it ecstasy or is it fear? Am I on my own, am I even close 'Coz I'm craving, still craving something I can feel Take me far from streets and roads Lead me out in the night Don't show me the way back home 'Coz I Yes I'm craving, craving, craving something I can feel Where do I go, what do I need, is it ecstasy or is it fear? Am I on my own, am I even close 'Coz I'm craving, still craving something I can feel Craving Craving something I can feel...

Faster The Chase

INME "White Butterfly"
(Bring you down) I feel alone (I feel alone) Someone takes my picture (takes my picture), But never looks at me in the eyes You don't see me laughing, you don't But I'll still be here waiting for you I feel alive, you are my ecstasy, and it's you that I'm craving I feel alive, you are my energy So why do you hate me? (Bring you, bring me, bring you down) I feel at home (feel at home) Someone takes my feelings (takes my feelings) and throws them all away, I know (know) You don't see me laughing, you don't But I'll still be here waiting for you. I feel alive, you are my ecstasy, and it's you that I'm craving. I feel alive, you are my energy So why do you hate me? Leave and take me with you, (with you) take me I'll still be chasing you faster Chasing, faster. Leave and take me with you, take me, I'll still be chasing you I feel alive, you are my ecstasy, and it's you that I'm craving I feel alive, you are my energy So why do you hate me? I'm holding you, Holding you close to me, you are my angel, angel I lost control, you were my enemy, But now you're my friend

King Size

ANTHRAX "Stomp 442"
I want to be part of the program I want to be part of the whole damn thing I say, minimum effort, maximum gain From the inside out it all looks the same Making me feel stronger Making me feel like The Hulk I'll be King Size Here it is, I'll stake my claim and I'll be first to warn you Here it is, I think the devil lives in California Check out the freak I'm laughing Excuse me are you talking to me ? I say, minimum effort, maximum gain From the inside out it all looks the same Making me feel harder Making me feel like The Hulk I'll be King Size Here it is, I'll stake my claim and I'll be first to warn you Here it is, I think the devil lives in California I'm on a mission, I'm on a mission For my survival, my king size position I'm on a mission, in my condition Outside my world I know there's No place like home I'm on a mission, my king size position Outside my world I know there's No place like home I can't stop my life from crashing Out of control, I'm out of control Nothing to fear but fear itself and me I, I'd never sell my soul I never did a god-damn thing 'cause I'd never sell my soul for something that's free Minimum effort, maximum gain From the inside out it all looks the same Nothing to fear but fear itself and, Nothing to fear but fear itself and, Check out the freak and I'm still laughing Nothing to fear but fear itself and me Here it is, I'll stake my claim and I'll be first to warn you Here it is, I think the devil lives in California

Fear Of Bliss

ALANIS MORISSETTE "Feast On Scraps"
my misery has enjoyed company and although I have ached I don't threaten anybody sometimes I feel more bigness than I've shared with you sometimes I wonder why I quell when I'm not required to I've tried to be small I've tried to be stunted I've tried roadblocks and all my happy endings prevented sometimes I feel it's all just too big to be true I sabotage myself for fear of what my bigness could do fear of bliss and fear of joyitude fear of bigness (and ensuing solitude?) I could be golden I could be glowing I could be freedom but that could be boring sometimes I feel this is too scary to be true I sabotage myself for fear of losing you fear of bliss...... this talk of liberation makes me want to go lie down under the covers til the terror of the unknown is gone I could be full I could be thriving I could be shining sounds isolating sometimes I feel this is too good to be true I sabotage myself for fear of what my joy could do fear of bliss.......*2

Private Hell

THE JAM "Setting Sons"
Closer than close - you see yourself - A mirrored image - of what you wanted to be. As each day goes by - a little more - You can't remember - what it was you wanted anyway. The fingers feel the lines - they prod the space - Your ageing face - the face that once was so beautiful, is still there but unrecognizable - Private Hell. The man who you once loved - is bald and fat - And seldom in - working late as usual. Your interest has waned - you feel the strain - The bed springs snap - on the occasions he lies upon you - close your eyes and think of nothing but - Private Hell. Think of Emma - wonder what she's doing - Her husband Terry - and your grandchildren. Think of Edward - who's still at college - You send him letters - which he doesn't acknowledge. 'Cause he don't care, They don't care. 'Cause they're all going through their own - Private Hell. The morning slips away - in a valium haze, And catalogues - and numerous cups of coffee. In the afternoon - the weekly food, Is put in bags - as you float off down the high street The shop windows reflect - play a nameless host, To a closet ghost - a picture of your fantasy - A victim of your misery - and Private Hell Alone at 6 o'clock - you drop a cup - You see it smash - inside you crack - You can't go on - but you sweep it up - Safe at last inside your Private Hell. Sanity at last inside your Private Hell.

Empty

JANET JACKSON "The Velvet Rope"
How could it be that you know me My deepest fears my fantasies Confide in you what no one knows But it feels so real [CHORUS:] (when I close my eyes) I can see your face (when I lick my lips) I can taste your smile (when I see your name) My heart starts to race (if I can't read your thoughts) Then I feel empty (when I close my eyes) I feel empty (when I close my eyes) I feel empty (when I close my eyes) Whoa I feel empty (when I close my eyes) Is this a new way to love Never face to face is it enough? Does it really count or am I a fool? So tell me please, am I wasting my time? Your phrases Descriptive And through the textured words With beauty You post it And use such colored verbs We've never met Ooh [CHORUS] I'm rushin home to turn you on Sometimes you're there sometimes you're gone Wait for hours for your return So tell me please, am I wasting my time? Your phrases Descriptive And through the textured words With beauty You post it And use such colored verbs So tell me you think that maybe we've gone insane? To find a, a lover and through the words of pain We've never met Ooh [CHORUS] When I lick my lips I can taste your smile My heart starts to race I can taste your smile [CHORUS] (when I close my eyes) (when I close my eyes) (when I close my eyes) (when I close my eyes) Damn, Disconnected

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