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Wet Socks
02:54
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Exhaust the demons
Call a truce and take a break
Bask in all the beauty of an altered state
The air recycles and the lifelessness gives way
To a long awaited season of relief
It's like taking off wet socks at the end of the day
A rut abandoned
Make it though a dogged day
Bust out all the locks and find some room to breathe
It's like taking off wet socks at the end of the day
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Punchy Lang
02:31
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A signal clear enough to punch you in the throat and back you up
Against the ropes that we've all known
The tension of the trying years starts to implode
Nerves unfold
A treasure trove to unload
A nihilistic game on a ping pong table hijacked by the insane
The ball has it's own brain and the decent sense to keep getting away
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Rat Race Blind
02:44
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Lines dividing neath the highway signs
Rat race blinding form an air of spite
No real faces
Only measures in restraint
Lost in battle
Mindless of humanity
We're all suspects
We're all guilty
We're all enemies
Trying to keep up in this pace
Circumstances dictate everything
Fixed impressions in the way we meet
A civil gesture could make anything okay
Blur the line between a slight and dignity
We're all suspects
We're all guilty
We're all enemies
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Landmines
02:43
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Everything is wide open and the air it reeks of possibility
No apprehension and not a fear of anyone or anything
There ain't no landmines in your way
Fasten this aura tight in place
The anticipation of a face you never really get to see
Match the voice
Match the whole scene
That's been playing through your mind indefinitely
There ain't no landmines in your way
Fasten this aura tight in place
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