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Exit Strategy
02:30
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Homemade napalm boredom gone in the years gone by
gonna need a shard of glass to gouge out prying eyes
gotta disregard the details for one more day
now the words keep pulling at the seems in every way
I always lose my mind on exit strategy
flame to the mind burned to the ground
I sit here patiently expecting tragedy
just build a bridge where this one burned
When I delay the unavoidable for one more day
then the wolves show up outsie my door cause I’m too late
smoke pours off the backburner where plans were laid
now the words keep pulling at the seems in every way
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2. |
Turn Away
02:34
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I heard that he was gone I thought about you
I knew that I was wrong I searched for more clues
I tried to reach back to where it all began
I’ve tried to look forward but it’s twelve years in
and I saw my reflection, because It’s all I ever see.. you turn away
I’ve locked myself into an anti-social vault
I’ve accepted the fact that it’s all my fault
I’ve got no morals left to break
then I stepped outside the frame saw just who I had to blame
stumbled through the gates again
cold shoulder-gameover
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Slurred Lines
02:45
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saw her just the other day
said she’s done with all his ways
but she never left that house
met him just the other night
he said It’s just another night
then the next day he left town
said she’s gonna get a grip on another day
when all her best intentions fade
said he’s gonna get his feet back on the ground
can’t walk when he’s hanging upside down
we lit it just the other day
we know it’s just another day
and she know we had no plans
we did it just the other night
we know it’s not another night
I knew we had no chance
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Half Cocked
02:28
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I’m headed home too late
bad judegement by my side
you found an out downstairs one night un-televised
no she can’t walk home tonight
so I test my fate to drive
two hand down behind my back facing four headlights
wrong way signs eyes straight ahead
now I see just blue and red
half a block from my front door
one day soon that concrete floor
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5. |
Decelerate
02:33
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White Washed
02:16
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Grey Matter
02:25
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high on a life of luxury white collar crime
the rest of us just selling time again
every silver spoon is free of mercury
all petty cash spent on white lines for them
and you turn a bloodshot eye toward the game
and your pulling all the plugs out of the drains
when your down
another round of bankruptcy white collar crime
the rest of us just selling time again
every conference room is full of mutiny
all violations now paid off for them
and you turn a bloodshot eye toward the game
and your pulling all the plugs out of the drains
when your down
and I wonder where the grey ideas begin
every line that they would cut gets called a win
looking down into the basement
while you sit on what you win
writing down a new blacklist for them again
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