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The Author Video (MV)




Performed By: Scott Cook
Language: English
Length: 5:14
Written by: Scott Cook




Scott Cook - The Author Lyrics
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I read a book about a man
The cover was what caught my eye
He looked to be the kind of man
I always seem, seem to admire
He's faster than a speeding train
And stronger than I wish I was
But he robs a bank and kills again
This hero's got some kinks and flaws
But can it be that this hero's tied to me
By a chain, a rope or some string
In ways that I don't want to read
It seems the author
Must know things about me
He flies so high, up into space
He's higher than I've made myself
But the ropes are there, this guy's a fake
The truth's so hard, hard to erase
But can it be this hero's tied to me
By a chain, a rope or some string
In ways that I don't want to read
It seems the author
Must know things about me
And though it's hard to read up to the end
Or to believe that I'm one of them
Let's not pretend that they're not around
Those kinds of men
These kinds of men
But can it be that they're all tied to me
By a chain, a rope or some string
In ways that I don't want to read
It seems the author
Must know things about me
About me
About me
About me
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I read a book about a man
The cover was what caught my eye
He looked to be the kind of man
I always seem, seem to admire
He's faster than a speeding train
And stronger than I wish I was
But he robs a bank and kills again
This hero's got some kinks and flaws
But can it be that this hero's tied to me
By a chain, a rope or some string
In ways that I don't want to read
It seems the author
Must know things about me
He flies so high, up into space
He's higher than I've made myself
But the ropes are there, this guy's a fake
The truth's so hard, hard to erase
But can it be this hero's tied to me
By a chain, a rope or some string
In ways that I don't want to read
It seems the author
Must know things about me
And though it's hard to read up to the end
Or to believe that I'm one of them
Let's not pretend that they're not around
Those kinds of men
These kinds of men
But can it be that they're all tied to me
By a chain, a rope or some string
In ways that I don't want to read
It seems the author
Must know things about me
About me
About me
About me
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