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Itchy Feet
05:10
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Those voices are all dead,
This freedom leads to wonder,
I've access to a life subdued by wrath no longer
No longer sitting still,
All useless, tired, uncertain,
An end to all despair,
This movement bleeds the poison
Take the weight of the world off your shoulders
Don't forget who you are, it concerns you
There's no break to the dawn, it is older than ourselves
Don't forget who you are it concerns you
There's no thought to it all come on over here again
I'll take it all the life we stand to lose is happening somewhere else
Cultures are prison cells,
They're limiting our ponder,
So have I made the sale,
Discard you're sacred struggle
No longer sitting still,
All useless, tired, uncertain,
An end to all despair,
This movement bleeds the poison
Take the weight of the world off your shoulders
Don't forget who you are, it concerns you
Don't project from the pain, wake an older self again
Don't forget who you are it concerns you
There's no thought to it all come on over here again
I'll take it all the life we stand to lose is happening somewhere else
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Semi Educated Delinquent
02:56
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Don't mind me, I'll stay at the back,
I know I'm a distraction of the highest disorder,
Don't mind me, I cannot be taught at all
Except by me and folk of my ilk
Who make learning an engagement with colloquial language
Unlike you in ivory towers there,
They called me a disruption
I don't know what that means
They call me a distraction
What does that mean for me
I cannot pass any exam,
Even though I make my living with the skills I've created,
I cannot remember my marks at all
They means shit out here in real life,
Where all that really matters is your competence baby,
Mark that down however which way you choose
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3. |
Made My Bed
05:31
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It's plain to see that
Nothing is real
It's plain to see that
It's fantasy
I live inside lightbulbs,
'Cause they're the only things,
That can comfort me sometimes
It's plain to see that
Nothing is real
It's plain to see that
It's fantasy
All my words they have no meaning
All my words are meaningless
All my words they have no meaning
Everything is meaningless in hell again
I know there is no escape from here
That's why I have made my bed
i know there is no way back from here
That's why i have made my bed
These voices from the door
Tell lies I've heard before
They'll say it's far too late
Yet still i hesitate
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4. |
Lay Anchor
05:48
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To force the sea into stillness,
To set a course of our own,
Lay down our flags,
Gone is the need for empire,
To reach home again,
And in still waters to lay anchor
To hear revolution from our prison,
Through these walls our world change,
As in the streets,
Footsteps ring out,
Not the march of armies,
But to deny,
That we must go down
With our nation
Waves crash
Over our heads
We can only stay afloat
To act against those
That would fill our lungs
With the glory of war
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5. |
A Warm Place
03:08
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Sometimes I feel like I'm all alone
Sometimes I don't feel at all
Then when the wind blows I know I'm free
I've found the warm place inside
The sun will come out today
But that does not mean the clouds will just go away
Sometimes I feel like I'll die alone
Sometimes I don't feel at all
Anywhere the wind blows I know I'll go
I'll find a warm place outside
The sun will come out today
But that does not mean the rain will just go away
The rain might not go away
But that does not mean it's gonna be a bad day
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6. |
Room
03:20
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