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| 2. |
| 4:22 |
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| 3. |
| 3:05 | 
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I'll fight your war
Promise not to lose But you give in to circumstance Not gonna prove to you Learn of patience worth to you Many teacher, no student We go by name, not by rank Too many sighs incompetent There's no bond between some men A concept already known What little time you try to give A big cheer for you alone Relax and try again Broke off, broke off and spent He's choking in left field Can't tell this place is doomed Now no place like home Doomed~Now No place like home I'm gonna prove to you (x8) |
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| 4. |
| 2:22 |
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Watch me heap up what I've sown
I'm made of peanuts, not of shells God spares a quality of himself Uniquely designed but we can't help ourselves So - Why, I made the face that bugs you I won't design conversation around you I made the face that bugs you Spyglass scans the fields Hold my hand, feel a chill in here Tired of looking through you I've found myself, can you find you So - Why I made the face that bugs you I won't design conversation around you I made the face that bugs you I wont design Spyglass scanned the field Hold my hand, I feel a chill in here Tired of looking through you I've found myself can you find you Why, I made the face I won't design |
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| 5. |
| 4:06 |
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Keep my pair of senses
Out of where it isn't clear Kept his false creation Teach on my own faith Right I'll wreck this, too But you made by day I'll fail you, too Speak through this voice, and We can have life to take And to mend these ways We don't need tradition This will wreck our mission This isn't even clear It doesn't tell them why This is an incomplete It doesn't tell the why Even if I was all knowing Wouldn't it mean that I love you? See you move against ignorance Why not try and get in This isn't even clear It doesn't tell them why This is an incomplete so Set out a boom and line What have scholars caught Look to yourself to find a God. No, a lie, and We can have life to take, And to mend these ways We don't need tradition, This will wreck our mission This isn't even clear It doesn't tell them why This is an incomplete It doesn't tell the why |
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| 6. |
| 3:08 |
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This anticipation
Seen in you As you prepare for new life Don't forget your war The cuts on his hands, speak a little louder He takes that side, and lets you know And what's in his speech, hands cover face Yeah what's in his, you cover your your face face (x3) Now you're anticipating What went wrong In this world we fall back into Just isn't strong The cuts on his hands, made way to his face These spoke all the louder, my silent regret I show that side, the pride of life Won't let go And what's in, hands cover Yeah what's in his, you cover your And what's in his speech, you cover your face Yeah what's in his, you cover your face (x4) your face face (x3) |
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| 7. |
| 6:30 |
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Begging
do you mean groveling Settling it's not the same Begging do we take what's left Settling, settling this I don't take requests You two, you're what's left, I don't take requests But you two, come this far, I might have something, To say You two, you're what's left, I don't take requests But you two, come this far, I might have something, To say Now these two, treat them well Upon themselves, showed up again Now you sir, Give up the gig You haven't been repaid Now these two, treat them well Upon themselves, showed up again Now you sir, Give up the gig You haven't been repaid You two, you're what's left, I don't take requests But you two, come this far, I might have something, To say You two, you're what's left, I don't take requests But you two, come this far, I might have something, To say |
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| 8. |
| 4:36 |
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"Comrades bond
This day will be long Don't blame your loses Gain what he gave Cause we blame him for having right Anyone lose a god, cause i found a god Raise the question that's given here Ponder his answer, still bleeding clean And the rhyme you've hidden in Won't keep long Cause we blame him for having right Anyone lose a god Reasons i ask you'll know why As sure as I'm here you'll know why Because he wont leave me out in the cold See how the sparrows get fed from our Lord Draw Close Raise the question that's given here Ponder his answer, your bleeding clean And the rhyme you've hidden in Won't keep long Close.. Close.. Close.. Close.." |
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| 9. |
| 5:27 |
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A scratchy throat
I wish you would lift this, I drink liquids Spreading true, I hope A blank earth covered in nothing, living Swear this it's something 'cause it's here And we feel towards a place And many pay by ignoring And we feel towards a place And many pay by ignoring And you don't care Where is the mother figure While I'm here And mostly it's hard when this happens Don't keep inside life, 'cause that's not fair And solder won't keep me together If heat is there, the heat is there I can feel you breathing And patience is slow going I'd like to obtain this Now And we feel towards a place And many pay by ignoring And we feel towards a place And many pay by ignoring, ignoring, ignoring And you don't care Where is the mother figure While I'm here And you don't care Where is the mother figure Cause this is it made me think Cause this is it made me think Made me see caught this now Caught me (x4) |
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| 10. |
| 2:55 |
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Don't quit, you're choking
What life was, trying to Lift up the rage from a season of play I don't blame my messes on you Don't keep this down dead Sink to a level that is low, low Why not, what else is Low, Low Why take the conscience Low, low Why not, what else is Low, low Why not, what else is there? I climb into Recognize I don't have time What was said about this man? What was said now Don't quit, you're choking What life was trying to Lift up the rage from a season of play I don't blame my messes on you Don't keep this down dead Sink to a level that is low, low Low I'm hurt Tryin' to rewind - I'm hurt |
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| 11. |
| 4:09 |
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I'd like to leave this
In my youth Pick me up on your way Send away virus Drink sight is water Drink sight is water Watch him sell mugs to bikers To make a million dollars Place you stamp here Send out love letters C'mon enough said The skin on top his hands Has dried to red The words, want them touch them The nerve, why are you here now why are you (x2) Back off peer I am on top of this Back off peer I am on top of this Back off peer I need to make decisions And I want to leave yea back off Back off peer I need to make decisions And I want to leave yea back off back off (X12) |
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