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Scotch on the Rocks

from ALBEDO by Jack Wilson / All These Fingers

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we took the detour, it was summertime, the top was down
that jefferson starship - nothing's gonna stop us now
today's a rain delay, the rendezvous will be reset
won't get upset, regret, or rue the day we ever met
it's up to you to say the limits to our path are set
so many overwhelming options for you - that, I get
I guess the only part I wouldn't be wishing
is be to be seen as a stupid decision
I've got the cupid inscision scar, it grows with me, true story
- chose to keep it exposed as a clue, a warning
we'd do it in the morning and then go our separate ways
but I could still sense your essence for the rest of the day
I might for real say a sentence that I shouldnt have said
that's why I keep all these thoughts about you up in my head
but every once in a while, the right beat comes along
and you need to remind yourself the things you did wrong

am I talking to myself, or am I talking to you?
am I talking to myself, or am I talking to you?
am I talking to myself or am I talking to you?
am I talking to me?
or am I talking to you? (x2)

am I talking to me? I'd better hope so to write these raps
could be I'm loco, precisely why she might've passed
no tres ocho, more emo if it isn't blatant
relationship foul as a free throw, still a shot I'm takin'
the complications of the ego and its slow demise
depends on being told "no" a million different times
I'll probably never be so blind for a more true reason
I blew trees & thought about you & the view was treason
I'm through freezing, due for a new season
I guess I got more of a clue than a reason
but apparently I need one. apparently I never change the
channel on this re-run. inherently it seems dumb
very embarrasing, a clarity I'll never see
I'm talking to myself, cuz you ain't talking to me
I'm kinda macho, to be honest, so I stay on my feet
and you still get to keep the mystique

am I talking to myself, or am I talking to you?
am I talking to myself, or am I talking to you?
am I talking to myself or am I talking to you?
am I talking to me?
or am I talking to you? (x2)

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from ALBEDO, released April 8, 2016
beat by All These Fingers
lyrics by Jack Wilson

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