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Last Calls & Assholes
03:24
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shaking off the night before
before tomorrow,
shows its face, Im sure
the sweat soaked air
overwhelming proof
that sense and judgement
walked out the door
holding on to the ergency
to exploit the night,
till the morning comes
in hopes to wash us clean
a hint, at what we've become
we thrive in the hours where ass holes
and last calls collide
where sin give into desires
just more inspire
(Chorus)
We hide, where the temptation
resides
Those's eyes, and the evil they
imply
Our minds and the intentions that lie
behind
Don't pay no mind, on till the morning
brings the light
These walls cant
speak or resound
they cant reveial what they've found
what would they think of us now
flesh,but in sense,
much more consuming
Left, to our own devices
so where losing
ourselves, in ourselves
with your lips on my breath
and your head pressed against my chest
In my defense,
i was raised a gentlemen
born into the character ,
and ill die a sentiment
swear im a gentalmen
and ill die defending’em
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Break My Stride '14
03:58
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We’ve got these road maps in our head
so confidence that it was by design
all restless and stressed out
played out like film and it brakes my...
Amongst the conversation,
thought to ourselves
What have we done,
to be so unprepared
for the future, turned to hell
so overwhelmed
ignorance is all and well
well put but we were told,
we be something someday
what day, just saying
(Chorus)
we've got these road map in our head
so familiar, we could drive them blind
the concept of what we are after,
played out like film it brakes my stride
When does it give, What have i said
I've taken the steps, was told that this comes next
walked every mile ,What did i expect
Ive got the impression I've been mislead
and i know im not alone The answers where simply,
where on our own wheres that Future? now im going home
Ive got these dreams ive put on hold
So convinced, this was by design
What we are after played out like film it brakes my stride
When did we,
start living for this lie
Im here,
and we've been doing it all right
hey,
well is this system failing us
So,
weighed down by debt and dust
where we that dumb to trust
When degrees mean less
then shit
and we wont see a dime of it
Job markets stress
whats left
taken out of our hands
Left out of our month
Is it taking a stand
or just figuring it out
Are we sold too short
Without a matter of doubt
where worth so much more
And where just finding out
taken out of our hands
Left out of our month
Is it taking a stand
or just figuring it out
Are we sold too short
Without a matter of doubt
where worth so much more
fuck it all I’m out
(Chorus)
We’ve got theses road maps in our heads
so familiar we could drive them blind
concepts of what we’re after
What have we done
played out like film and it brakes my stride
When does it give in, what have i said
Was told this comes next
Walked every mile, what did i expect
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We're Traveled
04:00
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ooooooh, hold your judgement,
for the day that i wont function
cemented block, lined out
and its name fades with the hundreds
everything i've done's,
(did dragging down the undead)
laughing just to cover,
(now smother all of my regret)
until then were traveled, (were traveled)
like winding roads and
knee deep in gravel, (then saddled)
up and unloaded
the path seems to narrow, (a narrow)
then decoded
Until then were traveled again
Crossed arms and compass bound
We swear that we wont be found
Crossed hearts and tied tongues
Somewhere between we follow the
sun
(Chorus)
So trial me, for ever time I’ve committed
And lie to me, like theres no proof in
persistence
and bury me, in your words, your
advice
Running from death, like its keeping
me alive
Follow every miss step, left,
(a trail beaten, Marked)
With the weight of a wondrous heart
For the thrill we lust, (for a chill to trust)
The nerves that rip you apart
For the sake of feeling alive,
(the caution has to die)
why run from the other side,
For the sake of feeling alive, the
caution has to die
the caution has to die
i can feel the friction, trying to connect with the earth
urging myself to keep it moving, till i rest in the dirt
the ground gives off a vibe, as if its sharing in my unrest
and its synchronizing, with the static beats of my chest
so, lets, walk with a purpose, every, step, invests
itself into the scheming , dreaming bout the next
leaning into the morning , stealing what evers left
abousing its every second, feeding
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