From the Pop Opera, The Media Lords, sung by the character Fourth Wall

It seems Baron has
Received fate's reprieve
But now Major Brands
Needs someone he can blame
Mogul will take that fall
I’d stay away from him

Best take care
Don’t get close
To the danger
Don’t risk your life

Collateral damage
Can screw up a day
Fanatical duress
Run amuck foul play
Combatable carnage
Imposed injury
Unnatural excess
Death row jeopardy

Poison slipped into your drink
Someone stabs you in the back
Or quiet in your own bed
We all die someway

Inscrutable privilege
Waiting in suspense
Dogmatical insistence
Ugly circumstances
Dramatical accident
Underling betrayed
Collateral damage
Will ruin your day

Poison slipped into your drink
Someone stabs you in the back
Or quiet in your own bed
We all die someway

Poison slipped into your drink
Someone stabs you in the back
Or quiet in your own bed
We all die someway


Collateral Damage

Oh Darling

Beautiful Mess of a Girl
Chelsea Nisbett, Paul Colman, Mia Fieldes

Verse 1:
So what if I’m not perfect
So what it’s not the end of the world
I may not have found my match, but I think that I’m a catch
I’m a beautiful mess of a girl

Verse 2:
So what if you don’t think I’m worth it
So what it’s not the end of the world
Got a Band-Aid on my heart and I’ll never look the part
I’m a beautiful mess of a girl

Pre-chorus:
Shoulda, coulda, woulda… Oh whatever!

Chorus:
So long to stupid insecurity
Sayonara to the weight of the world
Adios to flawless and hello
To a beautiful mess of a girl

Verse 3:
So what if I don’t have it together
Not like it’s the end of the world
I might be walking ‘round with my foot in my mouth
But I’m a beautiful mess of a girl

Bridge:
Who isn’t on a journey?
Who hasn’t done some hurting?
Who isn’t finished learning?
Oh… We all got questions burning
Shoulda, I coulda, I woulda, I shoulda
Shoulda, coulda, woulda, shoulda, coulda, woulda… Oh whatever!

Ending:
So what if I’m not perfect
So what it’s not the end of the world
Shoulda, coulda, woulda I’ve been saying too long
Shoulda, coulda, woulda have been friends for too long
Shoulda, coulda, woulda
I’m a beautiful mess of a girl


Beautiful Mess Of a Girl (Studio version)

Mend

Broken Neon Lover
by Terry O'Gara

I sat alone in a strip joint
Feeding you dollar bills
Numbing myself from the way I feel
For some existential thrill

The conversation goes your way
And we’re in a back room alone
I kiss your neck and whisper (like a fool)
‘I’d love to take you home.’

Broken Neon Lover
Etched on to the sky
They took you down to sell the world
You laid in my arms and cried.

It’s been years since I smoked
But here I am with a cigarette
Trying hard not to remember you
Trying hard not to forget.

I saw you in a movie
You were larger than life
You turned to say ‘I love you’
But they were someone else’s lines

Broken Neon Lover
Etched on to the sky
They took you down to sell the world
You laid in my arms and cried.

This song was never written
I only sang it to myself
Moving my lips on a whisper
But never asking for help.

The traffic moves like an ocean
She breathes in and out
The city rests on hidden truths
Do I have to die to get out?

Broken Neon Lover
Etched on to the sky
They took you down to sell the world
You laid in my arms and cried. 

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Guitar by Eric Schermerhorn.

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Collateral Damage

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