Someone Else's Problem

(Corey TuT)

April 08, 2008

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Lyrics:

Someone Else's Problem

I got birds that are singing in the trees outside
I got pen to paper in the morning light
I got frosted glass to watch the world go by
I got no more questions seeing you last night
I finally got the nerve to take a stand
Threw down all the aces that were in my hand
I've emptied out my pockets of your promises
While you run off to LA LA land

You're some
You're someone
You're some
You're someone else
You're some
You're someone else's problem now

I've taken back my pride and all my sympathy
Taken back my time but not our history
I finally realized what you meant to me
And that the gifts you gave were never free
I fell for all your lines without a doubt
You cut me several times before I cut you out
I can't say that I'll miss you when you're not around
And those pouting baby blues can't help you now

CHORUS

And I don't have to worry
And I don't even care
If you're in such a hurry
To be the victim of this crime
You're running out of time
©2007 Astute Brute Music

Right Where You Belong

(Corey TuT)

April 08, 2008

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Lyrics:

Right Where You Belong

Did I disappoint you?
Did I hang you out to dry?
Now I can’t avoid you
And you don’t even want to try
Did you feel neglected?
Did you stop to wonder why?
Was I misdirected
By all the things you kept inside?
If we can’t make this work then I don’t need it
Everything you said, well, I believed it
I believed it

Now that I know
Now that I see the truth that’s been there all along
Watching you go
Watching you fade away
That’s right where you belong

All the steps you’ve taken
Lead you right back to your pride
So sweet but oh so jaded
I hope it keeps you warm at night
All the truths you half-told
All the lies you leave behind
I hope you feel protected
I hope that you enjoyed the ride
Run away again if you can’t take it
Now I know your game and you can’t fake it
You can’t fake it...

CHORUS X2

©2007 Astute Brute Music

Everything

(Corey TuT)

April 08, 2008

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Lyrics:

Everything

Packed my bag
Closed the door
My hands are open
I’m letting go
Feels like I been sleeping way too long
And all my time  is gone

But I’m still breathing
My heart’s still beating
And I am movin on

I got nothing left
But I got everything I need
I got nothing left
But this whole world in front of me
I got everything I need

This town feels so small        
It don’t fit like home
Anymore
Tired of getting broken down    
And feeling so alone
In this crowd

But I keep believing
And I’m still holding on
AND I’M STILL STRONG


CHORUS

Starting today I am finally free
There is a fire that’s burning in me
Sometimes the truth is hard to believe
But I am alive and now I see
I have everything


©2007 Astute Brute

Keeping Up With The Jones

(Corey TuT)

April 08, 2008

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Lyrics:

Keeping Up With the Jones

I see the need that’s in your eyes
A look I recognize
Well my dear I sympathize
This feeling is no prize
All powdered down in white
And given to the fight
But every single night
Something isn’t right

You will never understand
What you’re doing
But you just take it by the hand

And oooooooooohhhhhhhhh
You will never know
I guess you missed the show
Take another fall
Your back’s against the wall
Only you can make the call

Beg your maker in the dark
Just to make it stop
Still you make a deal to drop
Into the devil’s bargain shop
Meeting Daddy in the park
To bag another rock
And everything you get
Isn’t anything you want


CHORUS X 2

© 2007 Astute Brute Music

So What?

(Corey TuT)

April 08, 2008

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Lyrics:

So What?

Well I’m....
Self-absorbed and sex obsessed
I enjoy the excess
I’m a fun little mess
I got the knowledge
But I failed the test
I came second best
Like all of the rest
Self-indulged and self-inflicted
Every word I say may be contradicted
Now I’m laid out on my fat ass
All that I predicted never came to pass

Well. so what?
It don’t matter
I fucked up yet again
I got lost along the way
But I’m not done
So don’t be flattered
I’m not gone
It don’t matter
And I’m not
I’m not going away
I’m still in the game
And I came here to play

Well it...
Looked sweet so I took a taste
And all my illusions just melted away
I paid the price for my sacrifice
I lost my jackpot
To the roll of the dice
Too young and too naive
No smoke, no mirrors
Nothing up my sleeve
I’m well aware that I’ve had my share
But I want more so you better beware

CHORUS X 2

© 2007  Astute Brute Music

Na Na

(Corey TuT)

April 08, 2008

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Lyrics:

Na Na

Tonight I’m feeling masochistic
I watch you as you rip open my scars
This scene is looking too familiar
You must like tearing me apart
And yet I follow leaving all my self-respect behind
What can I do
But just close my eyes
Pretend I’m blind

So I will fall
One more time before I bid that wall
To hide me away
From you and all the stupid games you play
I’ll be all right
I’m better off without you by my side
I’ve gotten wise
So find someone else and go fuck with their mind

I used to think you were my angel
But now I see right through your sweet disguise
Thorns and corrosion on your halo
Now I see the darkness in your eyes
I’m tired of worshipping
It’s time for you to honor me
It hurts to love you
But without you I’m in misery

CHORUS X 2

© 2007 Astute Brute

Wasted

(Corey TuT)

April 08, 2008

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Lyrics:

Wasted

Looking in the mirror
There stares a stranger
A reflection of what you used to be
In the darkness
It should be clearer
But the danger lies in what your eye don’t see
Your shattered dreams have cut you
Right down to the size that ou were meant to be
How do you not realize
That you’ve become your own worst enemy?

So you’re running faster
But falling behind
A walking disaster
You’re losing your mind
I can’t understand you
You wasted my time

You grab your weapons
Your ammunition from the arsenal
That hangs upon your shelf
You’re spitting daggars
As your defenses
But the only one you’re killing is yourself
Then you sympathize and roll your eyes
Behind my back when you think I don’t see
How do you not realize
That you’ve become your own worst enemy?

CHORUS

Now that you’re gone I’m doin’ fine
Feeling alright
Let this become our last goodbye

CHORUS
You’re talking in circles
But dropping your lines
CHORUS
You wasted your life

© 2007 Astute Brute Music

Way Back Home

(Corey TuT)

April 08, 2008

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Lyrics:

Way Back Home

Gotta find
A better way
A better day to get me through it all
Mining my sadness
For a hit of faith
I keep my distance
It’s easier that way

And I’m looking to find
All the ways that love surrounds me
It’s all around me but...
As hard as I try
I can’t seem to find my way
My way back home

I make the life
Around me seem
Always the way
The way I want to be
I’m outside the circle
And I’m feeling free
I man the edges
Just trying to be me

CHORUS X 2

© 2007 Astute Brute Music

My Favorite Memory

(Corey TuT)

April 08, 2008

 

Lyrics:

My Favorite Memory

I couldn’t help but notice
You didn’t call today
Seems you’ve had a shift in focus
You don’t have time for me
Maybe I’m a bit too needy
And I got no one else to blame
Maybe I’m too greedy
But I miss you just the same
Seems as though I ask for way too much
But I gave you much more than I got

But you to me
Will always be
My favorite memory
Even though
Our time has gone
And we go on separately
Just promise in a while
You’ll look back and smile
At what we used to be
Cuz you should know
I’ll always love
My favorite memory

Well that answers the question
Do I need you around?
I guess I’ll take my own detention
In the lonely lost and found
My days are looking better
And we both could use some space
Still salving the scars away
That time can’t erase
The absence of your voice says you are fine
Guess I’m the same too most of the time

CHORUS

No matter how we tried
We didn’t stand a chance
And now before you go
I just wanted you to know

CHORUS

©2007 Astute Brute Music

Wayside

(Corey TuT)

April 08, 2008

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Lyrics:

Wayside

You’re an angel
Run the cycle
Separate circles but we both go round and round
You don’t know me
But I know you
In my head before my feet can touch the ground
When my pen don’t seem to move it fast enough
And I find it hard sometimes just to keep up
With the words that race around inside my head

I’ll be sitting by the wayside
To  listen for the dead

Generations
Sing it softly
Serenade me with the thoughts that are my own
Of the ages
You are timeless
In the legacy that I will help unfold
From a distance can you see the world laid out?
And will you tell me what it is that brings you down?
On a blanket that we weave of common thread

I’ll be sitting by the wayside
To listen for the dead

Will you tell me what it is that you dream of
When I stand under reflection of your love
I will honor you in spirit to the end

And I’ll be sitting by the wayside
To listen for the dead

The ghost that’s in my head
The words I never said
To family and friends

© 2007 Astute Brute Music

Precious Time

(Corey TuT)

April 08, 2008

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Lyrics:

Precious Time

Oh my son
My angry one
What’d you go and do this time?
Did you connect the dots
Of trouble in your mind?
Write it on the wall
It covers up just fine

Let it out
Let it all run dry
Let it out
You can free yourself tonight
You don’t have to leave tomorrow
You don’t have to beg and borrow
Let it out
You just take your precious time

Everything just fades away
Into the caverns of your mind
Back to oblivion
Back into the grind
Everything you are changes on a dime

CHORUS X 2

© 2007 Astute Brute

Not Leaving

(Corey TuT)

April 08, 2008

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Lyrics:

Not Leaving

The place where everyone is afraid to be
I’ve made it my job to be
I live here
My baggage may just be bigger than my balls
Luggage loaded on the rickshaw
At the ready

We’re not leaving here tonight
Not til everything’s alright

Feeling nautical and whimsical
I try to sail away
I get scared
Cuz I tell you that I am not
And I cannot know the winds below
Without you near

CHORUS

I know that someday when the stars that shine
Are bigger that yours and mine
We’ll be clear
Cuz anyone can see you’re the biggest part
The biggest part of me
When you’re near

CHORUS

© 2007 Astute Brute

You Oughta Know (cover)

(Corey TuT)

August 18, 2010

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