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Inside Her [Explicit]
02:25
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Is success as simple as belief
And failure finds you
Through the wrong cocktail of chemical reactions
Reality's reduced
Boiled down to sin or psychosis
Fate or free will
Will karma save you now
Is success as simple as belief
And failure finds you
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Home Videos [Explicit]
06:58
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I want to be that guy in the video again
Was it really nearly twenty years ago?
He was still full of dreams, chasing those fantasies
But look at him now, all he feels is old
As the bands came and went, I lost many of my good friends
And a new girlfriend is in the front row
But I haven't made it after all these years
And I'm only living out my fears
But being on stage still fills me with hope
Well, I'm not looking to be a big star
I just want a chance to take it that far
But do I really have to make my living in bars?
What kind of living is in bars?
The guys down the street and some kids from my old school
Joined me in a rock-n-roll band
We said you'll never see us sell out
'cause being rich is not what we're all about
We'd rather eat shit and die than work for the Man
But my dad looked at me and said, "Son, what actually do you plan to be?
Think about money, not just having fun.
This music thing is all good for keeping you busy while you're in school.
But don't you know when you wake up that dreaming is done?"
Well, I don't want to end up in a music store
I'm not going to teach just to pretend that I don't want more
'Cause being on stage is my place for sure
It only took once to know my place for sure
Well, I want to be that guy in the video again
Was it really nearly twenty years ago?
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Seen and Not Heard
03:07
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You spend hours and hours on end
Putting all your love into them
But I'm forgotten like a study in pen
I wish I were one of your painted portrait girls
Maybe I could be a still life work
I promise then I wouldn't speak a single word
And just for you I could be seen and not heard
You could clean up my smudges with time
Define my shape, sketch new lines
You could soften my contours and pride
So, I could be one of your painted portrait girls
Maybe I could be a still life work
I promise then I wouldn't speak a single word
And just for you I could be seen and not heard
I'd be immortalized under glaze
Dynamic pose, expressive face
You'd never want to look away
And I could live on in your lines and swirls
And I'd be a part of your world
So, can I be one of your painted portrait girls
Maybe I could be a still life work
I promise then I wouldn't speak a single word
And just for you I could be seen and not heard
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Richer for the Grief
03:12
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Looking back over a lifetime's worth of work
As I cobble the highlights together
A culmination of Then's
Becoming a masterpiece of Now
So many faces and conversations
With friends and foes
Lovers and strangers
Marking the growth of me
Like a running tally on a doorframe
Look, everybody, I'm already this tall
Maybe now that we stand eye to eye
I won't feel so small
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Sheri Streeter Louisville, Kentucky
Post-folk songwriter Sheri Streeter laid claim to their place in the Louisville alt music scene with evocative narratives, forthright lyrics, and revealing vocals.
Photos: Mickie Winters
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