| 1. Ingrid Michaelson - Be OK |
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I just want to be ok, be ok, be ok
I just want to be ok today
I just want to be ok, be ok, be ok
I just want to be ok today
I just want to...
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| 2. Ingrid Michaelson - Keep Breathing |
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The storm is coming but I don't mind.
People are dying, I close my blinds.
All that i know is I'm breathing now.
I want to change the...
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| 3. Ingrid Michaelson - The Way I Am |
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If you were falling, then I would catch you.
You need a light, I'd find a match.
Cuz I love the way you say good morning.
And you take me...
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| 4. Ingrid Michaelson - The Hat |
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I knitted you a hat all blue and gold
To keep your ears warm from the Binghamton cold.
It was my first one and it was too small.
It didn't fit...
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| 5. Ingrid Michaelson - Die Alone |
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I woke up this morning with a funny taste in my head.
Spackled some butter over my whole grain bread.
Something tastes different, maybe it's my...
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| 6. Ingrid Michaelson - Corner Of Your Heart |
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There's a corner of your heart for me.
There's a corner of your heart just for me.
I will pack my bags just to stay in the corner of your heart....
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| 7. Ingrid Michaelson - Overboard |
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I could write my name by the age of three
and I don't need anyone to cut my meat for me.
I'm a big girl now, see my big girl shoes.
It'll take...
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| 8. Ingrid Michaelson - Breakable |
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Have you ever thought about what protects our hearts?
Just a cage of rib bones and other various parts.
So it's fairly simple to cut right...
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| 9. Ingrid Michaelson - Masochist |
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She says you're a masochist for falling for me,
So roll up your sleeves.
And I think that I like her, 'cuz she tells me things I don't want to...
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| 10. Ingrid Michaelson - Highway |
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On a highway along the atlantic I'm rifling through these last 17 years.
The radio waxes romantic. It's lullabies fill our eyes with tears.
We...
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| 11. Ingrid Michaelson - Glass |
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Rolled around on kitchen floors.
Tied my tongue in pretty bows with yours.
And now we pass and just like glass
I see through you, you see...
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| 12. Ingrid Michaelson - Starting Now |
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I want to crawl back inside my mother's womb
I want to shut out all the lights in this room
I want to start fresh, like a baby in a sink
Scrub...
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| 13. Ingrid Michaelson - December Baby |
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The colored lights, they brightly shine.
Unlike your eyes avoiding mine.
The snow is folding sheet upon sheet.
Our hands not holding as we...
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