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(Free) + (Bittersweet)
05:09
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I woke up
The dream was never good but it was something that would hold my hand
I looked out
For too many months, for a river I could float on and could trust
Now I feel like I’m smiling like a fool
But free
We smoked butts
and camped in the corner of a catacomb cut for childhood
If you let them be
Now we fly
Like birds in an oil slick, tied to a corner of sky
The wind blows so high
Now I find myself smiling like a fool
But free
I don’t know
If I could possibly believe all the words that I’ve received that I’ve done good
When I’m not there
And I’ve got plans
I’ll have to build some legs to stand on, suck it up and beat my hands till I get there
And now I find myself smiling like a fool
But free
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2. |
BIG Sir(!)
05:38
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If I faked another mountain
I'll crumble down into the sea
and if I lay down all the pictures
of fiery bloom, would i see me?
and if i wait, with head down low
like the big man, wants me to
will the Earth roll on back, like I was told
into my lap, like I was told
i'd fill my bag, like i was told
i'd keep a map, like i was told
to lead me back, like i was told
Be the fool who makes it right
a couple times, then say goodbye
take a face, you haven't played
a couple times, then say goodbye
take a break, with head down low
till an electric pull says go
when the Earth rolls on back
like you were told
you paint the rope that holds your neck
and i'll paint mine gold, like I was told
and i'll flex my scars, like I was told
i'll follow Mars, like I was told
playing games, like I was told
starting flames, like I was told
If I woke up every morning,
to different walls, would I feel free?
Every night, crossing borders
till all you're eyes have seen through me
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3. |
Loan Shark [$$$(666)]
03:23
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i know you got trouble, feels like you're keeping it that way
but you'll have to find another to throw in the ring
I've come to love you like blood, I never knew of
in the days across the river, I'd learned to fake it
so go your own way, when you cast the right blame
when you leave your whole weight behind
cuz if you wanna start rain, and to hear me throw shade
back away, burn down the flame
and don't call me in the meantime
i know i should consider all the good that you've done
you held me with your shelter, but you were no hired gun
i won't compensate with a helping hand of hate
adding poison to my plate was the bane of yesterday
you'll figure it out one day in the dust
when your love is dried up on all sides
cuz if you wanna start rain, and to hear me throw shade
i got no time to go fly into your fire
so go your own way, and dry off your eyes
when you leave your whole weight behind
cuz if you wanna start rain and to hear me throw shade
back away, burn down the flame
and don't call me in the meantime
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4. |
Bluffs
05:03
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i'd pay to keep pre-occupied, i'd pay to keep sedated
i'd lay to sleep with open eyes, to keep a dream from ending
it keeps the mind as sharp as mud, but only when your dreams become
wool over your eyes while driving,
hold up...i think i missed a turn
say this is the year we blitz, as if time sits below us
i'd fuck with that, then pat my back, before i'd earned a dollar
but the world is run on glacial bluffs, till all you see is water
and until the big blind's raised to love,
i'll have to play my hand as if the world would weather better
if i won
and i'll drag my shoes, across the ocean blue i'm looking for
it's hard to see through the film you cut with closed eyes
it's a lonely road till the hour you lose your shadow
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Humble Digs Massachusetts
Songs flowing out of my head, please send help at humbledigsband@gmail.com
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