Emotional Baggage Claim by Lousy Advice lyrics

Emotional Baggage Claim

Lousy Advice

GENRE

Rock

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I'm composed
Of the elements of my
Self destructive tendencies
I've tried
To purge them out of my system lately

I'm composed
Of my previous lives
That live in pictures
You can see my dead eyes
And I'm working out the details
I'm working it out
Out

I've lived out
Plenty of lives by now
I've lived them
Through the eyes of my former love
In their story
I'm sure I'm the villain
Perspective is everything

In my story
I'm a damsel once distressed
I find myself
Hiding underneath the mess
That I made before I became the hero

I think I'm at it again
My growth has only began
I'm working out the details
I'm working it out
Out

I think I'm at it again
My growth has only began
I'm working out the details
I'm working it out
Out

I'm composed
Of emotions I'm working through
I'm doing it for me
No, not for you
I'm working out the details
I'm working it out
Out

I'm working out the details
I'm working it out

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It's Alright by Lousy Advice lyrics

It's Alright

Lousy Advice

GENRE

Rock

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Childhood dreams
Fantasies
Couldn't prepare us

Endless Spring
Just sixteen
Planning out your life

It's alright
You'll be fine
It's alright
You'll be fine

Just nineteen
You knew that he
Wasn't any good
Lost your way
The perfect day
Ended with a bang

It's alright
You'll be fine
It's alright
You'll be fine

Hope some day
You'll come back
Let us clean you up
Hope that you
You always knew
You were my hero

It's alright
You'll be fine
Fine
It's alright
You'll be fine
It's alright
You'll be fine

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I Won't Be Home for Christmas by Lousy Advice lyrics

I Won't Be Home for Christmas

Lousy Advice

GENRE

Rock

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There will be no breaking bread
There will be no silver bells
There will be no celebrations
There will be no time to tell
No tinsel on the tree
No presents with a bow
No stockings hung up high
No playing in the snow

And I won't be home for Christmas
Tell my dad I love him so
Tell my sisters that I miss them
Tell my nieces don't feel low
Tell my mother I'm okay
Tell my grandma it's alright
Tell my nephews that it's Christmas
Therе is no reason to fight

No I won't be home for Christmas
Maybе in another year
But for now I'll be waiting
Until we can all be near

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