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by Logan Pate

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    a little EP i did in my bedroom.

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released June 1, 2009

all words and sounds by: me [Logan Pate]
recorded: in my bedroom
mixed and mastered by: Rick Sallier
album art and site design: Mikal Pate [my brotha] and me [Logan Pate]
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Track Name: The Game (You Knew)
you can turn it flip it
shade it shift it
do whatchu want however with it
all it takes is just a little creativity
we learned from dawning of existence
look at us as we were children
imagining things as we wanted
not as they would seem
so i can see the parallel
fact becoming fairy tale
all the while a picture paints of you sitting pretty
but i predict as you go on
foundation makes a building strong
and lack of it will put you on your knees

so score the points
get there first
give it all you've got
don't let it get personal
never mind the ones you hurt

you knew
the game you were playin'
you knew
no matter what you say and you
got just
what you wanted out of me

i see it now
through your disguise
all of the lies, lies, lies
liberally used to make me compromise
liberally used to make me compromise
Track Name: Reach
somewhere far away, deep in my mind
i've been searchin' and scramblin' and tryin' to find it
i know it's still here

reach, reach, reach
reach, reach, reach
reach for it

stumbled through the darkness
is it always such a struggle for happiness
maybe it's a little bit harder when you
take a good look at yourself
'cause i tried to be
what they wanted to see
but i can't take this
if i have to fake this
then i turn away...

no, instead i'll
reach, reach, reach
(somewhere far away deep in my mind...)
reach, reach, reach
(i've been searchin' and scramblin' and tryin' to find it...)
(i know it's still here...)
don't stop reachin'
surely there is something left.
Track Name: November Nostalgia
i am scraping my mind for things i should say
but why is all that i can come up with of late
it's coming on November
the leaves have remembered to turn
but i am still in

mid march
running through the snow
and our hearts
unaffected by the cold
we were
warm, warm
we were
warm, warm
i remember

to say things are crazy would be crazy, it understates
this place, this time in which i'm trying to situate
all my efforts to break the hourglass
reasoned the contents safer in my hands, but
sand just acts like sand
and escapes my fingers
stubbornly i linger in

mid march
running through the snow
and our hearts
unaffected by the cold
we were
warm, warm
we were
warm, warm
i remember
Track Name: Average Joe
today is Tuesday and
i feel like a progression must be made
been stumblin' around
somewhere far off, out of sorts
and irritable
no good to anyone
because i feel washed up, like used goods
pre-owned
value decreasing as the years pass

it's funny how i always have to be pondering
can't wait for the morning when i wake up
and days aren't just days
they're like those scenes i love in movies
that tickle my belly in a way that makes me cry
oh, today is Tuesday and i feel like a
progression must be made

is it over, is there more
or am i just so-so
have i become
have i become
is it over, is there more
or am i just so-so
have i become an average joe...

today is a day i could've lived
if only i'd stop thinking so much about living
today is a day i could've sewn into you
surrendering my self-serving sense of reality

oh,
is it over, is there more
or am i just so-so
have i become
have i become
is it over, is there more
or am i just so-so
have i become an average joe...


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[place for me]

it's dark here inside
don't bother the blinds
Christmas is gone, we all filed into our cars
and carried on
to respective warmth

what is this deep familiar
swelling in me
wrestled sleep
to the point where all that's left is to
sit up in bed to dream
dream

i am rewinding
is there
still a place for me
still a place for me

the more and more i go along
i pick up things and never learn when to let them go
life just gets heavier
this doesn't seem to be happening to others

and i am rewinding
is there
still a place for me
still a place for me