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Again
02:26
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So slick I’m sick to the stomach
Steadfast, reformed, and restrained
Regurgitated and toxic
A symbiotic cancer strain
Again. Do it again
Repeat, wash, rinse and repeat
Hath pride before the fall
Sometimes express expression
You don’t resent that at all
Again. Do it again
So slick I’m sick to the stomach
Steadfast, reformed, and constrained
Regurgitated and toxic
A symbiotic cancer strain
You hate me so good
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What You Say
02:50
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Work it out, day to day
Cause what is rhyme without a reason
Assume the night, consume the day
What happens next is always treason
That’s what you say
It’s how you say
Just like you say
Safe to say
Running out of solutions
Fade away
It’s adding up in this fucked up mind
Reconstitute what wastes away
A shallow grave seems more appealing
How much is left, won’t take the bait
As long as someone gets the feeling
That’s what you say
It’s how you say
Just like you say
Face to face
Running out of solutions
Fade away
I’ve had enough of my own demise
Just like you say
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3. |
Invalid
03:42
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No one like me ever gets it
Yet I’m needed shamelessly
What you need is something different
As expected that’s on me
I’m invalidated
I should be berated
I’m invalidated
I should be berated
Thanks for the head trip
I’m a believer
How should this shoe fit
I will be leaving now
Not my problem or my business
When it’s taken out on me
Confidence is non existent
Still I wonder aimlessly
I’m invalidated
I should be berated
I’m invalidated
I should be berated
Here comes that death grip
I’m a believer
How should this shoe fit
I will be leaving now
I’m invalidated
I should be berated
I’m invalidated
I should be berated
Here comes the head trip
I’m a believer
How does that skin fit
I will be leaving now
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4. |
He
03:08
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The perpetrator of your waste of time
He is inferior to your insight
He doesn’t hurt enough to make you smile
He’s never good enough
He is I
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5. |
Shoot the Messenger
03:42
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The world is cold and I am faceless
An endless mile of cornered spaces
Give up your mind give up that wasteland
Give out bread but do not break it
Gravitate to a place that you call home
Medicate all the ails and broken bones
Either way, always make it own my own
It’s a taste of a midnight summer
The worried mind and fractured stasis
Wound up embalmed, inebriated
Give up on life, give up embraces
Cause in their minds, I’m not worth it
Gravitate to a place that you call home
Medicate all the ails and broken bones
Either way, always make it own my own
Have a taste of a midnight summer
When all else fails
Just shoot the messenger
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6. |
I See You
03:14
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I need you here cause I’m a mess
You make the atheist feel blessed
I read you babe, loud and clear
I feel you
And for what it’s worth
I can almost breathe again
The day I die, I want your hand
How we get there babe I don’t care
I read you babe, loud and clear
I see you
It’s a lot of work
But we’ll be on our feet again
You deserve much more
Baby I’m not built to last
You can always count on me
To half assed meet the test
The tragedies that haunt your past
I’d give anything, to take it back
I read you babe, loud and clear
I see you
It’s a lot of work
But we gotta find that peace within
I read you babe, loud and clear
I see you
It’s a lot of work
But we’ll be on our feet again
You deserve much more
Baby I’m not built to last
You can always count on me
To half assed make attempts
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Quizboy (NsN) Portland, Oregon
Pacific Northwest Rock and/or Roll. Related projects include Never Say Never (NsN) and Audio Mirage Studios
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