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These tracks were songs recorded for 'You Can't Buy Back Your Life' that didn't make the album.

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released February 4, 2012

Written by Bill Coleman. Produced and recorded by Ken McHugh.

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Bill Coleman Ireland

Makes music with a laptop, a guitar and a pile of live-recorded loops. Reminds people of Eels, Flaming Lips, Talking Heads...

Spent 2011 writing and recording a song a week - check out the "Throwing S**t at a Wall" album.

Currently working on his third studio album.
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Track Name: Close My Eyes
At night you bite your head off.

Look back to the years that have since passed,
Picture the moment that led to the bottom of that glass
Sometimes you think that you can hide it from yourself,
But there's nowhere left to run.

At night you bite your head off.

Change. The years have come and they have passed,
And you have changed - still staring at the bottom of that glass,
You thought you'd find a little cheer to dull the pain,
And it works, but the pain comes back again.

At night you bite your head off.

Worm of a man I call him,
I call him out to beat him,
Despite his efforts we are
All in all a better people.

Worm of a man I call him,
Poison incarnate watch him,
Betrayed his mother he did,
All in all we're better people.
Track Name: The Spark
Something about the way you looked at me,
Pointed out the friend in need,
And I made you bleed.

Your days stretch out but your life stands still,
And when you hold hands you feel the chill,
That you first felt something like a year ago.

You're not so far away from a bad place,
The tangled lines we make,
A waste of space,
The taste of fear.

It's Friday night and she's dressed to kill,
But something in her head isn't.
And stars go out somewhere in her wake.
There's a space between her head and yours,
That you both left a year ago,
And in that space the spark that lit you died.

You're not so far away from a bad place,
The bottle or the gun,
A waste of space,
The taste of fear.

You're not so far away from a bad place,
If you could talk what would you say?
The choice you made is the price you're paying,
Now you're trying to live with it.

You're not so far away from a bad place.
(You've been running so fast trying to keep up.)

You're not so far away from a bad place,
If you could talk what would you say?
The choice you made is the price you're paying,
Now you're trying to live with it.
Track Name: Didn't Mean to Make You Cry
I think you're missing my meaning,
I think you talk without thinking sometimes,
No it's nothing really.
It's just a misunderstanding.

Babe I didn't mean to make you cry.
Babe I used to wonder why the earth moved,
Every time we said Goodbye.

What in the world caused all this difference?
What in the world caused all the pain?
How'd we move so far from home girl?
When what we had seemed so impervious to change?

Babe I didn't mean to make you cry.
Babe I used to wonder why the earth moved,
Every time we said Goodbye.

I want to talk about this,
I want to rage about it some more.
I want to break it open.
And see our love lost,
In bits and pieces on the floor.

Babe I didn't mean to make you cry.
Babe I used to wonder why the earth moved,
Every time we said Goodbye.