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Currents Of Jovin
03:52
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It's all I hoped it wouldn't be
As shit sails by and sun murders my face
For all I know I shouldn't be here
Decisions made through sleeplessness in haste
Hear them calling
Keep on moving
Throw my hands up and float away
Keep your grinning
Your river roving
Throw my hands up and float away
All this motion amongst the trees
What's left to conjure up to offer these
Bastards screaming out to keep moving on
Against the current trying to set me free
Hear them calling
Keep on moving
Throw my hands up and float away
Keep your grinning
Your river roving
Throw my hands up and float away
And I hold my head up for certain death
Then it dawns on me that I still have legs
I could just stand right up clear out of this mess
But I close my eyes and take one last breath
Let me just float away
Let me go
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2. |
Sands The Stand
02:27
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Ever since the day of my manufacturing
The fear's instilled in me
Of the hulking and imposing beast
Who left my brothers broken at his feet
Word came in that we were headed east
Towards the aforementioned
Cringe at the thought of him approaching me
And how I'd tremble at his feet
With the many that perished before me
With the post ripped from the base threads clean
And tossed aside like tainted meat
When that day comes all I know
Is I'll stand strong and hold my own
Before I get smashed into eternity
I'll convince the mic to shock him in his fucking teeth
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3. |
Gave Em Hell Today
02:40
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Camo'd up friends by my side
Black grip compass Rambo knife
Everything is perfect outside
Nothing's weighing on our minds
May I be so bold to say we gave em hell today
Not bottled up or pushed aside
Spoken down to or marginalized
There's opportunity in daylight
That can't be seen through adult eyes
May I be so bold to say we gave em hell today
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4. |
Eye Sore
02:17
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In the shadows got me tucked away in shade
Freshly mulched and trimmed
Manicured and made
And I'm an eye sore in it
An ugly mess inside this space
Ahead a median the palm trees gently sway
Glance up at them
Feign indifference look away
I turn a blind eye to it
Cause I see palm trees everyday
Blissful moment when the minutes tick away
Trade perfection for an aggravated state
I would kill to lay here but this fucking Earth won't let me stay
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5. |
Tantrum
02:29
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You could tear yourself up from it
Cause the fear has got ya going
But the overwhelming want
Has washed away your needs and so
In a god forsaken notion
That the time is never right
And the answer lies in front of you
Read clearly in hindsight
And the ringing starts too early
And the pieces of the night
Try and put em back together
But the fragments won't align
The evidence is mounting
Yeah a tantrum has been thrown
The room's been all flipped over
Contents strewn across the floor
And ya cannot find the keys
That were hurled in fits of rage
In a hopeless disposition
Stomping out your saving grace
Keep your blueprints on the day
Let your whole life tragedy
Whittle down to some mistake
In an old wild dream
With the moments in between
The world won't stop for nothing
If there's air still left to breathe
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6. |
Let The White Noise In
02:05
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If the circus in my head won't let up
I'll be forced to quell the big top
With mindless chatter shooting through the screen
Drowning out all hopes and doubts and in between
Open like and ocean
Fleeting like a moment
And I can't find my way
I hope my own reflection doesn't conquer me
And I hold it all together anyway
if the ringing in my head won't let up
I'll let the white noise in to soak up
The distractions that get me through the day
Hope these distractions never go a fucking way
Open like and ocean
Fleeting like a moment
And I can't find my way
I hope my own reflection doesn't conquer me
And I hold it all together anyway
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7. |
Damage To Survive
03:43
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The same bland stare
The same blankness in the air
The constitution severely weakened
And bled dry to the bone
Lapse in judgement
Kindly shown
The next disaster
Need some flare
Some static in the air
No moral dilution and trite existing
A liberating tear to the pages laid out bare
With mindful purpose
The same scars creep up
Can't recall the meaning
Were the just a ploy
To keep the playing fields uneven
Positive air gets pushed out by the impulse
To damage to survive
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