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there's no spunk left
01:49
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Break the wishbone
Oh you’re the lucky one
trust in yourself
Now you’re on your own
God like position you had
You let him take the wheel
Just one decision fucked it up
Now you’re blood and guts
I’ll Save My Own Life
Slow your roll
The rusty tools are dull
Hand over your
Hand over your mind
Get in
Get in one ride will change your life
Oh you’re the lucky one
Trust in yourself
Now you’re on your own
God like position you had
You let him take the wheel
just one decision fucked it up
Now you’re blood and guts
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shear me
01:54
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Im a sheep
I’m a sheep counting sleep
123
Closed eyes Still I can’t dream
Ease my hunger quench my thirst then
Shear me and shave me loot me of my fleece
Whittle my skin of all I have to give
Shear and shave me loot me of my fleece
Whittle my skin of all I have to give
Leave me bald and scared and better off
I'm a sheep
I’m a sheep counting sleep
123
Closed eyes still I can't dream
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kids kill ants
01:19
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Bare feet on this pavement I've been walking for days
Paint you in the building’s your skin In the concrete the tans and reds mix up like a portrait of your face
This plastic structure crumbles to bits one last time
You seem as tall as these walls tonight
I’m looking up in fear
One day I’ll be buried in your mess
Once this whole room collapses
Sound the horns and trumpets and let Jericho fall
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All of the years spent by yourself made you
Question if you were enough
A man stopped me as I walked past him on the side street. He had familiar look on his face. He looked me dead in the eyes though it seemed like he was looking past me. He called me by my name. He said son stay on the narrow path
He spoke about a wide path of gold shining straight ahead. You could almost see the wealth and lavish life waiting at the end of the road. He told me a story about a man who chose to walk down that road. The man saw many blessings on the way until he wondered too far.
Soon a storm came and the road became dim so dim he could hardly see his feet. The wind and rain became intense. The deep ocean covered the road . The water soon became flames and burned the man eternally.
He said which road will you choose One will be dangerous but pay off in the end
He said son I can see it now
He said he could see my crown
Shining like the stars
He said he could see it now
Shining like the stars
He said your blessings will come my son
And you will shine like the stars
He said I can see you now
Shining like the stars
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Oh no here
comes the snow
I Hope your legs don’t get cold
Oh no here
comes the snow
I Hope your hands don’t get cold
Oh one day I’ll be just like
Like you
Oh Just you wait
We’ll be the same
Me and you
You’re fine
You’re fine
I do this every day
Oh one day I’ll be just like
Like you
Oh Just you wait
We’ll be the same
Me and you
Get out
Flooded trenches
Can’t hide
You’re a victim
Of pride
Flooded trenches
Can’t hide
You’re a victim
Of pride
Get
out
Get
Out
Get
Out
Get
Fucked up ambushed retreat or get zipped into a body bag
Fall back it’s not worth the damage flack or loss of men
Fall
Back
Banzai
Attacked
Fall
Back
Banzai
Attacked
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sometimes words are hard
04:20
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Streams of salt fall on your peppered cheeks
You let them run down season deeply
Till I leave my finger print
Our skulls pressed tightly so we hear the memory
Of all that’s left of al the things we never where
Sitting shaking cold and confused If it’s mending hoping there’s something after the ending If it’s lending a hand or defending myself against the way I've been
Sitting shaking cold and confused If it’s mending hoping there’s something after the ending If it’s lending a hand or pretending I don’t care that my words make the
Streams
Of salt
Fall from
Your cheeks
Don't
Say
That you
Can't stay
Streams of salt fall on your peppered cheeks
You let them run down season deeply
Till I leave my finger print
Our skulls pressed tightly so we hear the memory
Of all that’s left of al the things we never where
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