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Hey Steph, What Up!?
02:36
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Hey step right up. Come one come all. We’re in a land of opportunity where the right key is money. What makes this great, I hate to think we even disagree. It’s not the whiteness, the maleness, the straightness, the business and we’re not free. But let me be clear, this is no even field. This bull man can cheat, and grab, and money will buy his position. Money will cement this privilege. Let him take advantage. Run us all into the ground.
Hey step right up. Come one, come all. To this land of opportunity, where the right key is a member. Where a lady can’t make even one mistake, or she’s ruined and slandered and damned to be always lesser than men. Do you know how it feels to always be lesser than men?
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If Only
04:10
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We’re squeezing. Strongly gripping to a life that we can’t complete. Not knowing what we really need. I wonder how many hours we question on our feet. It seems such a waste of time to me. If only… Oh wait thats obsolete. How can we? We’ll never see. I wish that… Where’s that goddam genie? I don’t know. Well then lets just be.
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Sad Boys
01:59
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The difference between us, this darkness doesn’t consume me, but I may not live in reality. They’ve got this way of dragging us down to writhe on the ground. And maybe I got lucky. One day it’ll catch up to me. Prefer oblivious or force that smile on, cause they say that sad boys die young.
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Supermoon
03:10
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If you’re seeing me as an accessory, better save a glance cause it’s your last chance. We’ve got a wicked hold on insecurities, but it can’t be me. No it’s not me! Another stretch. Another wakeup call. ’Til they fill our heads and make us fall down in our hole. If your seeing me as an accessory, it’s a complex that I can’t accept. Such scrutiny, it perplexes me. They’ve got an eagle eye meant to tear you apart.
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Punch Out
03:10
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It’s a low blow. Ain’t no upper cut to the gut. We’ll come up gasping for air. We want a clean fight. Hurry up and call it, it’s done. It was before we begun. Stunned and staggered, I give em the old 1,2. We’re stunned and staggered. I give em the old 1,2. They said to walk it off, but I won’t walk it off.
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Toxic Pursuit
02:47
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Way down, out again, but I don’t want to know much about what your thinking. I fear it’s breaking down. This wear and tear makes patience thin on the regular. I fear it’s breaking down. I know you care. There’s a good reason for a little space, and time creates room to clear things away. We’re slowly getting poisoned from this constant contact.
It’s a slow exposure that turns us black
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The Slow Drip
02:15
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I’m done keeping it bottled up. The slow drip chips away at any patience. I’m done keeping it bottled up. What comes out it ain’t that scary. It’s what you expect in this cerebral death match. Whats guaranteed, but our own mortality?
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Turning Tides
02:30
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I guess this is what I have to do. I never wanted to but somehow knew. The gate swings closed on the world I knew. I guess this is what I have to do. With closed eyes we fantasize about lost days. A young drive to be alive and relevant. Now we’re compromised with jaded minds and jealousy. Fixed time gives us no right to live our lives
the way we need it to be. With open eyes we find no light in this rat race. Scratched a path with dragging heels that cannot stray. They all said, with our hard work, we’d make it someday.
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Subjective Casualty
03:14
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If it’s in your head, you didn’t make it up. If it’s in your mind, it’s not all gone. It’s really not that wrong, but to me it feels all wrong. Don’t feel bad about the things you do. It’s one and all, and it’s all for you. I can’t feel bad about the things you do, cause there’s no room for that. You don’t have to listen to me, cause I’m just a subjective casualty. You better make your excuses.
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Codes
03:16
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Oh my god I think we’ve reached the end. Can’t take this world we might be living in. Did everyone go off the deep end? We’re not this damaged to begin. Thank god I think we’ve reached the end. What can I say? I think it’s all been said. I have little hope he’ll do the right thing. Cause there’s plainly something wrong with him. And now he’s got the codes.
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