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Debt Innate
03:26
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I've got news for you
Right off the bat you should know
Sage and slugger are shooting for skull
They've got a noose for you
If you keep shutting out
The ones who didn't pay to get through
Because no matter how much we keep on saving
We spend it all
No matter how hard we dig our nails in
Over the cliff we fall
My heart is drumming true
It's a worldwide beat that beats back
Bull-shiv bullies and blows up the crew
This just in: Breaking news
In case you haven't met my friend, Rust
Let me introduce them to you
Because no matter how you feel about voting
They're all the same
No matter how long he laid dead in the streets
Just his injustice remains
No matter how deep we keep digging this hole
There's more to go
I'll save you a foothold
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2. |
Whispering Wind
03:15
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It would be a miracle
If the only obstacle was
This me
So I think I'll try again
Back on the horse without a plan
Except to keep moving
Something tells me I'm in for a trick
Strong hand fails me, but the weak will stick
Whisper softly how I'm next to fail
Just puts more wind into my sail
So now I'm shaking dust
Last minute writer
I am not stuck like America's
Cyclical war hysteria
I'd like to think it's empirical
To think this empire will go broke
It's breaking down
Just look around
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3. |
Sales/Pitch
03:36
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Spin my life around
I'm the colors swirling by
You spin my life to sound
Like a fade to black and white
I know who I am
I know who I am
I'm too sore for a scam, but
I know who I am
I write my visions down
Where they come from, I can't tell
Or why they feel this way
Or whose they might be to try and sell
I know who I am
I know who I am
I'm too sore for a scam, but
I know who I am
And it's someone you'll never know
As long as you keep blowing smoke
Into the face of the unknown
It's like perfect pitch with no sense of tone
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4. |
Rose
04:26
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You call out a name
And the name is Rose
Dead, she's lined in rows
It's not quite the same
A sweet sound sustained
As far as it goes
We're in black for Rose
I tried your glasses on, but they didn't fit
I'm not accustomed to your specific tint
Let's call it Rose, Let's call it an experiment
Feeling all alone in my own generation
You're playing a game
You can play it again and again, but
The only winner's Rose
A joy we'll never know
We follow a trail
Not free ships to sail, and
Mary's getting close...
Today she's joining Rose
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5. |
The Majestic
01:55
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I'm dry ink
I'm needing a drink
Every workday I walk
Thirty-four blocks
No matter the weather
Family forever
Reaching out
And I wonder what they'd say
Could this theatre be a gravesite?
Who will write the song?
It could be so long to wait
I'm a flyer
Crucified to the kiosk
Calling you in and
Bring me your sin and
We'll mix it in
Before they tear us down
There's a theatre we have to play
A majestic view can be seen from the stage
There has to be a song
Doesn't have to be that long
I think that this is the one
Couldn't be done any other way
I'm right now and
Now is no time and
The engine is primed and
The passion is dimed
I gotta play
I gotta play far
We gotta play
WE GOTTA PLAY!
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