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a need to isolate like leaves that won't fall communal theft it's moving down it's colored reston brown planned in shadows suburban sprawl, cultureless, shameless, pull me back i don't think i've ever seen a forest with so few trees where roots are paved not praised it's not safe where status is based on possession the culdesac built on hollow ground is lonely now stand in shadows where families aren't friends and marriage is bondless pull me back, i don't think i"ve ever seen a forest with so few trees where roots are paved not praised it's not safe looking back on all i've touched and seen what's been left ingrained to lack identitty remains will grow and if you reach you fail to embrace that i will challenge you and your impatience a need to repeat and take without need white flight it's now soaring now and it's looking down cast no shadows, pure despair poverty is ruthless |
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been trying all night to make you listen say you know me now i don't know myself a fight an hour the lust of power i won't play the part of deeply scarred cause i don't think i will be back again your words don't bring content you've said them so blindly as i have bled and despise all that you've said i've got a new thing i'm over listening i call it quits have you ever been kicked when you're already down? you see it come but you dare not make a sound remain standing and put a foot to the face that did the pushing and then pass if silence is gained it's overwhelming you have taken a piece of me
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| 2:16 |
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to steal without lifting a finger it's quietly kept the real terrorist by way of the west one by one, one hundred thousand starved, their eyes glazed stare westward see something want it-put a figure on it abandoned for triple the profit longer for less imperialist by way of the west, one by one, one thousand jobs lost greed so profound crimes of gold deep want for everything exactly what does wealth bring a class filled with resent one wrench can break the machine stripped clean and torn down tired of kneeling the tide is rising now fed these lies so long the mind craves to believe them one by one, one blantan muth king controls pawn deep want for everything exactly what does wealth bring? a class filled with resent one wrench can break the machine output could slow down tired of kneeling the tide is rising now remember who works the land gloves on hands it seems they have been forgotten from jaurez and through the panhandle it takes one wrench to leave you crippled |
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| 2:22 |
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there's something I've been meaning to say
I know that time's up and they're lined up,new breath-new scent,new union-dependence I've been meaning to ask you:'Have you learned from the days gone past?' 'cause I'm far from confused,waiting to conclude,you have been my last. black mountain retreat-truly beat- no breath-no sense- no union- independence It's a bitter taste,this far from sane,but the rails still click and at the river the air is thick,and I still despise greed,you're right about me,I follow my conscience,fight what I see as wrong...friends have come but gone...you still mean the world to me as you move along there's something I've been meaning to say I'm gonna miss you,I'm gonna miss you,you aged me well...it may not mean much with cold dry eyes. I tried. |
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| 2:23 |
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i keep saying don't beat yourself down you never had much and never asked for lesss than truth, not promises the truth is i still live in hell treading pools that are shallow when i touch the bottom. the bottle still i reach up although my hands hurt and aim high in a world so confined i'd rather die with my face all torn up wrists in handcuffs with pride than beleive lies i keep saying this time you won't be let down, you've learned to touch, to bond, to share, to act and move, to rebel. the fact is i jus tkeep on talking blindly and you can't relate, i know the game you act like you care when you don't |
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| 3:02 |
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i've tried to think this out ten times now but i'ts gone the temptation to reason ruck reason and fuck all the words you've written they make no sense not in retrospect please tell me why did you walk back in today? but before you see me it's been over a year now and i'm hardly sound and i'm over pretending i'm no longer shaking or walking the ground. i'll try to work this out but i don't know how it goes on this frustration lacks meaning fuck meaning and fuck all the pain it brings this makes no sense i don't buy what you send please tell me why did you walk back in today? i've tried to run but i stay here, and i don't know why i would wait there's still a reason and it burns down in ashes where i lay why did you walk back in today? i'm drowning
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| 7. |
| 2:48 |
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I hope I never have to use the world friend again
It's the same old slap in the face set in motion, Ah fuck this place again I've met the end Don't tell me what is left There's nothing but a box of pictures I refuse to open they may cause resent you know I really don't miss a thing There's no struggle to confront now Cause what's said is said and what's done is done A crude emotion set in forward pace Get this message straight now 'cause I'm sick as shit I've got no room for impatience The bet was set you know I really don't miss a thing Cause sometimes the rain is warm in winter And the clouds part everything Is clear when I play the card I dealt The ice will warm and melt And I don't think I'll care There's nothing wrong at all with spending time alone And if I ever have to use the word friend again Don't question just slap my face There's no devotion when I played and betrayed And if there are no starts Then there'll be no more ends Just another stop treated careless, To add to the list but sometimes the rain is warm in winter |
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| 2:23 |
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damn it's you again how am i supposedly supposed to interpret thhis wihtout feeling guilty a homes not comdemned until it's fallen or stolen by locks and keys it's 3 am i'm locked out left to freeze on steps just feet from light and heat we walk the same block fave offs both good and bad a time bomb strapped on your back you can't see straight it's 3 am and without damn it's you again i saw you and you saw me conscience i neglected to mention i'm hell bend on dissention i've fought for you
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| 2:29 |
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i am, outside, i am pay no mind to how i see this pay no mind to what i'm feeling now turn it around follow the lesser i won't break down i"m staying in tonight i don't need teh insight i am, outside, i am when you broke in you forgot to strip me of all my value pay no mind to how i see this pay no mind to what i'm feeling now turn it around point with anger i'm to blame somehow maybe i forgot to mention what it's like to be free of total disrespect on sight at last call i'm shut down i forgot to explain the way interaction in kind can leave a different taste at last call i'm shit down pay no mind to how i say this pay now mind if i seem restless now i"m through with this crowd cower and question ask loud just how i cam to laugh at myself quietly don't look to the ground i won't be found the lesssons learned i won't break down
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| 1:55 |
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i'll starve no more i've been conjuring fate repent sin come to my mind no more with half the truth i go my way and pray there is no war bloody knuckles scraping pavement leave stains once i say, life is complete i've got to light the way confess sin come to my mind no more this lack of faith taht guides teh way prove there is no more sun you'll be here and i'll be gone without a trace a paper trail, finally complete i get up daily, i get a day to me and i wonder why i can't beleive tried following scents that are watered down the truth is lies believed there's not few left this is the last
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| 12. |
| 3:00 |
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the birmingham sun it burned me through i thought of you and with every step i've made mistakes you've seen me though you've seen me true all these towns are lonesome all their streets the same every rain's a downpour i'm nearly washed away as i wait this mornings news it seemed untrue but it's safe with you and with every step i've made mistakes you've seen me through you've seen me true all these towns are lonesome all these streets are same every rain's a downpour when i've nearly washed away you've kept me sane
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| 1:25 |
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| 14. |
| 2:37 |
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who am i to make you consider yourself but how can i watch you walk through hell? as i held your head up straight i clenched my fists but not in rage i've fought so many off i'm still surrounded thers so much i meant to say that depth forced to contain it's not right i lied i never changed i'm the same person as i drink my problems straight i've touched your hand to test for strength behind one step ahead i'm nearly drowning if i dropped to my knees and said i'd hold you every day i'd fail myself do you understand? goddamn we've got the same last name right? you're right in front of me did you beleive you'd fall that deep from fear? you say you're down well try and make it through another night stay in front of me it's hard to believe but i've walked that path before i'm saying, forget about last nite |
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