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County Morgue
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Long in tooth and soul longing for another win, lurch into the fray weapon out and belly in. warrior struggling to remain consequential, bellow aloud bold and proud of where I've been but here I am
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Let's go to the park let's go watch them flooding, out there after dark, don't have to think of nothing and I love that for, for the way I'm feeling seven hundred foot, seven hundred foot ceiling
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A silver jet roars overhead rocks the nocturne all everglade n' grey sheers, silver jet so far off already ya fought the hot spurs off all the way to Cape Spear
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Flashing lights slide all around me the pulses feed the sway, press my chest as I breathe wait for the air to take me away
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Nothing changes, nothing stays the same, nothing changes, pure light and sound in constant motion
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Rest easy major general
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Just a kid from the neighbourhood, we’re all kids from a neighbourhood, take me back to '96 I fall asleep with the radio on, turn my pillow to the fresh side fall asleep o'sleepy eyed, I don't dream big just the right size modesty comes from my mom's side
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I believe them bones are me, some say we're born into the grave, I feel so alone gonna end up a big ol pile of them bones
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By the gun, by the bullet, by the trigger, by the times, I could have been a contender, by the last drop of blood that I can squeeze from my prime, I'm gonna be a contender
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I saw through the devil he promised to take our land I ran through the levee seeds of the dream in hand
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I'll stand for nothing less or never stand again, these are the limits when one's buried, this body's left the soul.
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Hospital for lost souls
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In waves the ships have all sailed to the sea well do you want to wait or leave with me tonight
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Poverty hit home like a war zone, check America's pulse heard a death tone
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Jackrabbit parole
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Behind closed drawers
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We traded for a lot of talk and few signals you pushed out the choir but it just won't sing I got this feeling like I'm living but I just don't know anymore
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I watch you weigh watch you weigh you down, through the hollow city of sorrows
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Walking around in your circles, circles
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Anesthetic Dreams
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Capture The Crown
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shoot the ball not your homie
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Got the North Star guidin' me, it's the fire burning inside of me, no I don't need a miracle I got something far more powerful
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Atonement
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Costume For A Gutterball
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Saints & Sinners
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I have a home longing to roam
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They all float down here...
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Wreck room
