Manager No. 4 Playlist

J.M. Big Guy/Manager 26/Manager No. 4

Well… here he is. The Big Guy. I’m not sure what to say here. I suppose, I should talk about his genres and themes, right? Genre-wise, it’s a lot of stomp and holler, some gothic americana. You know, he was a big guy with a big heart, the real strong and silent type. Theme-wise, it wouldn’t be hard to guess his playlist deals with inner struggle, self discovery, moral ambiguity, and… change.

- D.H.

Playlist

1.		Hellfire, hellfire, take my soul I'm waiting, waiting, I'm ready to go Mothers, children, lock your doors I'm waiting, I'm ready to go
2.		I am the element of fire, the presence of flame And I will burn away the history, from your family name I was lost, I was found above and below ground
3.		I was raised up believing I was somehow unique Like a snowflake distinct among snowflakes, unique in each way you can see And now after some thinking, I'd say I'd rather be A functioning cog in some great machinery serving something beyond me
4.		All of my life I've been in this fight Killing myself just to find the light Telling myself everyday I wake The sacrifice is the price I pay
5.		Tell me I'm the only one Tell me there's no other one Jesus was an only son, yeah Tell me I'm the chosen one Jesus was an only son, for you
6.		Darkness is a light From a city on fire True dark is the knowledge That the flames will burn higher
7.		If you're gonna do wrong, buddy, do wrong right You wanna make a little mess, you wanna make a little crime If you're gonna do wrong, buddy, do wrong right
8.		But I took a difficult look in the mirror, and I checked in the rearview Objects are never what they appear The past tends to look crooked from here The mask— that I put on out of fear, the tracks that I didn't put out The facts that I kept out of my ear The slack that I cut people who didn't deserve it is tragically clear No no no not this year
9.		I can't make my mood match the weather I can't make the weather do what I want So I've resigned myself to pry that big old sun out of the sky And I will live my days in darkness 'til I die
10.		Oh, look at the sun Its drying out, today Oh look at the wind Fanning fire I might as well breathe I'm bleeding out Today, I might as well head The voices in my throat.