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Summer of Down
02:58
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I remember I'd wake up and you'd been working through the night
With a cigarette in your left hand and my weed on your right
Balancing equations as you softened my voice
I'd do a shot and fall asleep again beneath the noise
You were moving forward
I was there because I moved
I was there because I moved
A place I could fall over, shout, and playact like a fool
But you were well acquainted
Signed the papers bought the food
I brought the equipment
But you supplied the tools
I remember I'd wake up and you'd been working through the night
With a cigarette in your left hand and my weed on your right
Balancing equations as you softened my voice
We ran
Even when no one was around
No parties to go to
Summer of down
You were moving forward
I was there because I moved
I was there because I moved
A place I could fall over, shout, and playact like a fool
But you were well acquainted
Signed the papers bought the food
You supplied the tools
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2. |
Jim Jones
01:50
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They can't see a thing
Wonder what's tied to the other
Side of that long string
That makes it harder to go further
The sound of all our bodies
When they kiss the ground
And we kiss the ground
Guess where the words you said came true
I'll leave it up to you
I'll leave it up to you
'Cause I don't remember anyway
They can't see a thing
Wonder what's tied to the other
Side of that long string
That makes it harder to go further
They can't see a thing, they can't see a thing
Wonder what's tied to the other
Side of that long string
The sound of bodies rotting
Gagged and bound
All by ourselves
But just for now
Just for now
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3. |
The Biesel Blues
03:35
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Be as loud as you want I guess
There's no one upstairs and I don't think anyone's complained yet
I'm tired despite the rent, my man
If the 5-0 come just say I went out of town
Find something to do 'til everything calms down
We can reformulate it
Run it 'til it's run its final time
We can reformulate it
Run it
'Til it's run it's final time
And then what can we do?
We can reformulate it
Your guess
Your guess as good as mine
And then what will we do?
There is always someone, there is
There's always someone
There's always someone
There's always someone
There's always someone
There's always someone in the mob
Who blinks more rapidly
There's always someone in the mob
Who blinks more rapidly
There's always someone in the back seat
Sitting less comfortably
You put me in, despite the price
And I'll be gunning for the vice
I always thought was a dream
We can reformulate it
Run it 'til it's run its final time
We can reformulate it
Run it
'Til it's run it's final time
And then what can we do?
We can reformulate it
Your guess
Your guess as good as mine
And then what will we do?
And then what can we do?
And then what will we do?
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