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What Do You Do With The Mad That You Feel?
Chorus
What Do You Do With The Mad That You Feel?
What Do You Do With The Mad That You Feel?
What Do You Do With The Mad That You Feel?
You gotta let it out!
What Do You Do With The Mad That You Feel?
What Do You Do With The Mad That You Feel?
What Do You Do With The Mad That You Feel?
You gotta let it out!
Verse 1
Sometimes you need to shout
Sometimes you need to talk
Sometimes you need to draw a picture, write a poem
Or just go for a walk
Chorus
Verse 2
Maybe write those feelings down
With a paper and pen
Maybe cry a lot or maybe punch a pillow
Or just play pretend
Chorus
Verse 3
It’s ok to be mad
at family or friends
It’s ok to feel bad
We can make it right in the end
Bridge
When I’m mad, I won’t call you names
When I’m mad, I’m not gonna fight
I can tell you I’m angry and I’m hurt
And then we can make it right
Chorus
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Awkward
03:08
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I don’t mind if you’re a little awkward
We’re all a little awkward sometimes
Social interactions seem taken for granted
But they can feel impossible with an anxious mind
If you’re frozen or if you can’t stop talking
Or you wish that you could disappear
That’s OK. It’s really common.
Know that you’re still welcome here
We’re all a little awkward
We’re all a little wondering
What the hell is going on
With me, with you
Thank God it’s true
No matter where you’re at
Know that you belong
You could say something completely off topic
Or something that would cause everyone to pause
You can look like a fool or a bonafide bozo
Whatever it might be, it’s ok because
We’re all a little awkward
We’re all a little wondering
What the hell is going on
With me, with you
Thank God it’s true
No matter where you’re at
Know that you belong
And if you feel like you don’t have this space
Maybe you can make this space for others
A continual attitude of forgiveness
Gives us enough Grace to embrace one another
The wholeness, the brokenness, and the awkwardness too
There is room for all of it because there’s always room for you
We’re all a little awkward
We’re all a little wondering
What the hell is going on
With me, with you
Thank God it’s true
No matter where you’re at
Know that you belong
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3. |
Baseball Bat
04:54
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When the Storm Ceased
03:55
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Stuck Here
03:33
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She is drowning in the seabreeze
She is choking on thin air
Waiting for a clean salvation
as the wind erupts her hair
In the time between each moment's call
you can almost hear a whisper fall
then rise again, electric swell
static energy from hell
The moments that mean most to me
escape the humdrum energy
folding space-time on itself
a mandelbrot within a shell
I am drowning in the seabreeze
I am chocking on thin air
Waiting for a clean salvation
as the wind erupts my hair
Back is breaking, fears are real
And every other thing she feels
weights upon her like a stone
even when she's not alone
I feel it, something in my blood,
churns and burns and spins me up
The way I'm going I might die
if I can't find a way to cry
I am drowning in the seabreeze
I am chocking on thin air
Waiting for a clean salvation
as the wind erupts my hair
Yes, she is drowning in the seabreeze
She is choking on thin air
Waiting for a clean salvation
as the wind erupts her hair
Screaming wind
Crying waves
She only wants to feel ok
Bloody roar
Cracking pain
Why the fuck do I feel so insane?
I am drowning in the seabreeze
I am chocking on thin air
Waiting for a clean salvation
as the wind erupts my hair
And, she is drowning in the seabreeze
She is choking on thin air
Waiting for a clean salvation
as the wind erupts her hair
We are drowning in the seabreeze
We are chocking on thin air
Waiting for a clean salvation
as the wind
as the wind
as the wind
erupts our hair
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Cry
04:10
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If I even think about you for a moment
It’s amazing how the pain becomes so present
If a dream or memory flashes in my mind or if while scrolling through some pictures
I happen to find one with you, who knows what I’m gonna do? Probably nothing
It’ll look like I barely paid attention. It’ll look like I went on with my day.
If someone asks if I’m ok, your name’s not even mentioned
But later, when I’m driving solo south on Callaghan
I’ll choke, and I’ll tear up, and I’ll cry my eyes out like a grown-ass man
Yeah, I’m in touch with my feelings and I like a good weird cry
Lemme tell you I feel better and I know exactly why:
Closure is a myth. Grief stays in some form.
It lessens and it changes; I reserve my right to mourn.
And I’ll have a good cry
For no goddamn apparent reason.
Who cares if I can name the cause? I don’t have to know what it was.
It just might be the season.
So have a good cry
For no goddamn apparent reason
Who cares if you can name the cause? You’re not breaking any federal laws.
It just might be the season.
You don’t need permission to feel how you feel
You don’t have to justify your sadness
If you find yourself wishing you felt alive and real
Hold on through the madness
Hold on through the madness
And have a good cry
For no goddamn apparent reason
Who cares if you can name the source?
Pain has to run its course
It just might be the season
Yeah have a good cry
For no goddamn apparent reason
Who cares if even know the root?
There’s simply no substitute
It just might be the season
At a Baskin Robbins or in your car, at the movies, no matter where you are
Playing piano or playing Kingdom Hearts, at your 9 to 5, if you fall apart
It’s okay if it seems to happen for no reason, later you might find out why
For now, let yourself have a mystery cry. It just might. It just might be the season.
So have a good cry
For no goddamn apparent reason
Who cares if you can name the cause? You’re not breaking any federal laws
It just might be the season.
Yeah-- have a good cry
For no goddamn apparent reason
Who cares if you can name the cause? You’re not breaking any federal laws
It just might be the season.
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8. |
Blarg! (Be Kind)
02:20
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Monday I lost a friend
Tuesday I lost my job
Wednesday I was in the wrong
And now I feel so lost
BUT
Chorus
I am kind, intelligent, musical, and creative
I have a voice, I’m funny and I am innovative
Quirky, weird, I’m beautiful, I am an individual
Budadumbubudadum bum budumbaaaaaaaaa
We all deserve to be kind to ourselves (x4)
Thursday I cried a lot and that’s okay
Friday I found a God
Saturday I gave up my power
And now Sunday is almost gone
Doesn’t matter what you look like or the mistakes you’ve made
You can be who you want to be and celebrate
CHORUS
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How Brave You Are
06:25
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I don’t think anything differently about you now
Except now I know how brave you are X2
This world is broken, aching and fearful
Pain ever present and suffering equal
So we opened up a space in our chests
Protected by people we choose to call friends
Healing begins and evil destroyed
Overcome where we’ve been with bold, rebellious joy
There’s no room for shame in this room
Judgement shrivels when you walk in the door
Everything about you is acceptable and lovable
And all this room will do will be to lift you up more and more and more and more
More and more and more and more
I don’t think anything differently about you now
Except now I know how brave you are X2
When we share our sorrows, they are cut in half
When we share our joys, they are doubled
When we share with those who care
We can start to overcome some of all our troubles
Hope is not a wish
Hope is not a future thing
Hope is here and real and present
And cools when wounds sting
Nothing’s your fault. It’s not on you.
Sick people do what sick people do.
You can be you. That’s all that we need. You as you are.
Now sing with me
1 2 3
La di da di da di fuckin da
La di da di da di fuckin da
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Lonely Chair
02:16
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Went exploring with my sister we found a lake
Kept going down roads that seemed like a mistake
But then I found a chair that was just sitting thereeeeee
Rusty and beaten up like no one even cared
Sometimes I feel like I’m left out to rust
Sometimes I feel like I’m left behind in the dust
I’m a lonely chair I’m a lonely chair
Lonely chair lonely chair I’m a lonely chair
Moved to Texas couple months ago found a nature show
Hundreds of wild sunflowers growing in a meadow
Reaching high for the sky not a care in the world
Smiling from steam to petal
Sometimes I feel like a happy sunflower
Growing peacefully in a meadowwwwww
I’m a lonely chair I’m a happy sunflower
I’m a lonely chair I’m a happy sunflower
Living in the middle of nowhere has taught me a few things
One of those is watching the stars sing
Sing so oud across the night sky
Little twinkling lights speaking up so high
The world is so big compared to me
I am humbled I am just a leaf upon a treeee
I’m a lonely chair a happy sunflower and a leaf
Perched on a tree in the big world around me
Sometimes I’m lonely happy and humbled because I’m a
Lonely chair a happy sunflower and a little leaf
A lonely chair a happy sunflower and a little leaf
A lonely chair a happy sunflower and a little leaf!
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BIGGER THAN THE BEATLES
02:15
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If the Beatles were a seed,
then we’re gonna be much bigger than the Beatles
If love is all you need,
then just ignore the weeds in the people
We will live all of our lives
and do the best we can and we will treasure
Everything within this sea of possibility,
oh what a pleasure!
C’mon! Punch me in the face,
with a great big fuzzy ball of love
Kindness will erase all the times I’ve been pushed and shoved
Lennon had it straight,
it really isn’t hard to do
Share love and create
peaceful lives for me and you
For me and you
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Am I finally ready to let this affliction cease?
I can't control it; I'm powerless over this frightful beast
At least I want to be better. I want to be whole.
I want to do good things that I know are good
that are good for my soul
I don't want to be trapped filling a void
Seeking what I lack and getting destroyed
I deserve to be happy and so do you
We gotta move past these addictions and so we do
We deserve to be happy
We deserve to be love
We deserve to be treated right tonight
Because we are of the Earth
We're living, breathing beings
I love you
Love yourself
Love is fucking freeing!
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