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Now You See Inside (2000)
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(Mitch Allan)

I don't mean to piss you off with things I might say
But when I try to shut my mouth they come out anyway
When I speak my mind, that's when we connect
But that's not politically correct

Our heads are so filled with thought, we can't use our imagination
Like a sky so filled with stars, you can't find a constellation
And everyone's so sensitive to every bad vibration
We're so impressing while we're regressing

There's nothing I believe in more than my own insignificance
So why does everybody think that my words can make a difference
I just don't have time to think up every social consequence
I'll just keep on talking you keep applauding

I don't mean to piss you off with things I might say
But when I try to shut my mouth they come out anyway
If you spoke your mind you might feel more connected
Until you get politically corrected

You lean a little to the left or the right but
You can only see what's on your side.
Look a little like a deer in the headlights
A little blind a little hypnotized.
So you conform with the best of intention
Change comes from inside.
After all that's what this country was founded on
Do nothing different just fall in line.

What happened to make us so afraid
You couldn't make a Mel Brooks movie today

. . .


(Mitch Allan & Butch Walker)

She clings to me like cellophane
Fake plastic submarine
Slowly driving me insane
But now that's over

So what if the sex was great
Just a temporary escape
Another thing I grew to hate
But now that's over

Why you always kick me when I'm high
Knock me down til we see eye to eye
Figured her out I know she
May not be Miss Right but she'll do right now

I used to hang on every word
Each lie was more absurd
Kept me so insecure
But now that's over

She taught me how to trust
And to believe in us
And then she taught me how to cuss....That bitch!
It's over

I used to be such a nice boy

She clings to me like cellophane
Fake plastic submarine
Slowly driving me insane
But now that's over

Why you always kick me when I'm high
Knock me down till we see eye to eye
Figured her out I know she

. . .


(Mitch Allan, Mark Beauchemin, & Jeff Reid)

I confess it's all true.
I'm a mess, what a fool
Now what do I do

I need your help to get up from my knees
I can't seem to see the forest for the trees
As I wait in my silent misery
All I'm asking is please...forgive me

Now she knows me
She wants me to be
Someone I can't be
...and she wants me
...and she needs me
...and she wants me
Because she loves me

SHATTERED

Now you see inside
I no longer hide
Or fall between the cracks you left behind
Shattered, now you're out of time
You've come this far to be denied


. . .


(Mitch Allan & Kevin Kadish)

I just can't seem to concentrate today
It seems my mind is wandering away
And all the things swimming through my head
Fade away as I go back to bed.

And I close my eyes
And see how fast time flies
'Cause sunrise comes too soon.

I'm never out of bed before noon
Waking up too late seems too soon
And I could never be Neil Armstrong
I'd be the last man on the moon

I used to live in a world of black and white
Until my dreams turned day into night

And now I'm never out of bed before noon
Waking up too late seems too soon
I close my eyes
And wait for the surprise

In a place I know I belong
In my head I can do no wrong
I could never be Neil Armstrong

. . .


(Mitch Allan & John Shanks)

I'm not afraid to go backwards and fix what we broke
My gaze falls behind, you make desire seem so easy
I hold off sleep, it's so silent without you here
Don't give up now, it would all be for nothing

I believe in second chances
I believe the years forget

Let me fill these empty spaces
Better late than never / Stay forever
Let me fill this empty space
There's always room for one more mistake

Can you feel that
I think we're moving in the right direction
I was someone else then
I'd take it back if you would let me

We were never this close when we were young

. . .


(Mark Beauchemin, Mitch Allan, & Jeff Reid)

Alone again tonight
In this empty time
The sound in my head
The sight leaves me blind

I'll write a million words
I'll sing until it hurts
How far could this be
Until it's seen

How long will I let this go
I can't stand to spend another night alone

I stare at the empty walls
I speak, no one hears
I make every excuse
And blame my fears

All these shadows come to rest
In my head
I can't see you
I can't hear the things you said

There is a secret place
You'll find a bloodstained fence
It's there the future speaks

. . .


(Mitch Allan & Mark Beauchemin)

All she's asking is for a little more time,
To walk away from his anger and leave the bruises far behind
She won't talk about it...she's made up her mind
But as the front door shuts behind her she whispers "give me a sign."

Feels the power of the engine as she climbs to 65
Every piston sounds like freedom, every white line says goodbye
She'll find strength in her anger and the truth in his lies
When the last scar finally fades she'll have a new life

Say goodbye to Mr. Right
Lock the door, turn out the light
Pack your bags, leave this trap
Run away, don't look back
See another day with each new sun
Your life has just begun

She can still feel the touch of his hand
Not just the violence but the warmth of her man

The night she never felt so alive
even though it feels so cold outside

. . .


(Mitch Allan & John Shanks)

Staring down from 30,000 feet above the planet
She gets the sense nothing's behind her anymore
Her quest for fame has left her nothing short of a fanatic
For the chance to be the one that we adore

Fame's what she's wanting
You can't go too far (when that's who you are...because)
Fame's what she's wanting
Not a face in the crowd just a disposable pop star

They called her princess cause they always knew she'd be a servant
Never having an ambition in her life
They all knew she end up just another loser's girlfriend
Who'd a thought she'd become a Jedi Knight


. . .


(Mitch Allan)

Once inside the door I check my face in the mirror,
As I look past this lonely minute
Was this the ride worth waiting for
I'm scared to death that now I've missed it
But she was not the only stone
Skipped across this gravel road leading down the path of loneliness
So I'll fly from this hate, pray my soul the lord will take me
To a place through time and indifference

I wanna know how do you feel
I wanna know if this was real
Then tell me what would you say
If you can make this pain go away

She plans her future looking bright ahead
Leaves me in the past.
I can't stand to hang out with my codependent friends
My patience fading fast
But every sign and every song is telling me I don't belong,
But it's O.K. to feel scared
'Cause one day soon I'll find myself and realize that no one else
Will make me feel stupid!

There's this old man down in Fell's Point,
Always hanging around
Telling me, "Son, the pendulum swings both ways

. . .


(Mitch Allan)

I'm one of those things you'll save forever, but never need.
Like an old newspaper no one has time to read
This child has grown into a dead end
Since I lost the power to pretend

But it's all right, that's who I am inside
Not much to say on this non-toxic, ordinary day

That's no superhero standing right in front of us
So take this pocket full of Kryptonite and beat it back to Metropolis
There's only room for one on this microphone
In my finest hour I'm still alone

But old news can change, as memories float downstream

. . .


(Mitch Allan, Jeff Reid, & Dan Garvin)

Last night I had a dream
It wasn't about anything
But it made me smile
It made me scream

We should take this slow
'Cause I can't let go
When it feels so good
To feel this low

I stumble and she sees all
Waiting for me to fall
Obsessing over her
But it's nothing personal

We should take this slow
'Cause I can't let go
When it feels so good
To feel this low
We'll take our time
Tell each other's lies
In a world so much brighter
If Paul were still alive

Take this slow
Till I lose control
And I'm falling down

Last night I had a dream
It wasn't about anything
I made you smile

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