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Delta
05:35
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Hating the public
Feeling so done with
The baggage they come with, it
Feel’s like I’m not involved
That I’m somehow behind them all
The animosities real
Bringing them their treats
To keep them running
Productive and loving to
Anyone but me, the
devoted employee
Like they’re behind the wheel
telling me how to deal
Running me off the road
As I’m begging them no,
No, please,
Not more weights again
What was I mad at?
Lost my stub for the coat check
With the mega-bux ticket
Lost in my front pocket
That shit was gonna pay 10 figures, man
Ok, I’ve calmed down now
Acted out enough
Just got me riled up
Been thinking a lot about
How I think my life should turn out
Being mad at the world
It’s not a bad job
Since all of them feel wrong
And at least this one pays well
Full benefits and health
But the hours are complete hell
If you know, sing along
Every job just feels wrong
Like we’re being strung along
Small to big businesses
Still have their harnesses
It's what we all wanted
Since all of us voted
Just feels like there's got to
be a better way
But none of them pay
I don't need those lovely treats
Just Lauren in the driver’s seat
Cruisin’ with the windows down
Music up with my head out
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2. |
In Blood
02:23
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walking back from common sense and I can see what you meant now. Every heart of gold is an icicle; either melting or dropping out. Mr cynicism tells me that I need to study up. sometimes now and then don’t happen again, so I’m mr join the club. (We’re in the same club?)
Powered down and clawing out is a model that I love. You booked the show at your own house and
i control the mirrors; every angle is under my thumb. Pressing in and breaking skin, but I don't see where you’re coming from. If you have the answers it's neither feature nor a bug, cuz if that's how I remember it that it’s written out in blood .
Thinking back on what you said as I unload at the dock. That you’re upset now, or even what about, is not something I think of. I’m used to disturbance, but you’re sitting in my mind. We were never friends, acquaintances, or strangers half the time.
Powered down and clawing out is a model that I love. We can skip that all it's fine cus
you control the mirrors; every angle is under your thumb. Pressing in and breaking skin, but I don't see where you’re coming from. If you have the answers, it's neither feature nor a bug. You might be someone on the internet, but you're no one on the docks.
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3. |
SWP
03:03
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Calling out cause I need something
Calling out but please don’t ask me
Calling out for whatever I want
Calling out man it's not a stunt
They make something to clear that up
That make that but it's not enough
They make something to clear that up
They make that but it's not enough
Covered in insects
Covered in blood
Covered in grime
Covered in mud
Covered in money
Covered in dirt
Covered in oil
One with the earth
I need another ten seconds before I show em my
Eyes
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4. |
Drawn On
05:35
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Brandish a sawed-off
Behind the gates of your neighborhood
Feeling certain that
You know the feeling
Of being faced with certain death
It feels better now
One feeling’s all you need;
Private property
As if they’d ask you for a reason
For the corpse on your lawn
As if the body had it coming
When you’ve been scared for so long
With what you have; where would you begin to give it back?
And it makes sense
Since what you’ve gained makes you seem all
But humane.
the numbers are drawn on
Every house in this one neighborhood
I deliver too
Homeowners hate it
But I dunno man
I think its good
Adds some character
But you haven’t thought of
a plan to save your soul
How do you collect
Something that you know the market
can’t control?
haven’t thought of that
One feeling’s all they need; and
It’s not sympathy
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5. |
Fantasy
05:57
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Sweet company
I’m going to sleep
I’ve been up too long and now I
Feel it in my feet
Dont pick it up
You can leave it there
I’ll clean up in the morning
You’re my guest here
I’ve got it
It's fine
I swear I do it
All the time
you're good
no sweat
it was like that before
I swear
No really
its nothing
I’m just happy
that you’re visiting
No really
Its nothing
I’m just happy
That you’re here with me
Don't let me sleep in
I've gotta get up
Before everyone else does
To make breakfast and stuff
Jam in the garage
i'm setting up
I picked up like two 30 racks
That should be enough
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