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The cycle of self-destruction
Will keep repeating
The same disaster
Until we have nothing left
You can't escape the hand of fate
Dive into

Uninterrupted by the cold hard sickness that prevails, so readily
This is my message to you
Cut it up and digest all the pieces, and so let them sink

it
We won't lose, we win, let's live lavish
Never wanna drop my music
Cuz I know I'll miss the process
My songs don't have substance
I just smoke it

who risen
His name is Jesus who freed us
He is the one who's living
My sin was sliced eternal life by Christ
We have been given
He gives us holy zeal

Respiration

Common

Time Travelin'

2008

to death that's painted by the numbers
With crime unapplied pressure, cats is playing God
But having children by a lesser baby mother but fuck it
We

Day in America

Sun Kil Moon

I Also Want to Die in New Orleans

2019

The Republicans believe in their right to bear arms
No matter the rising death toll
And the amount of harm it causes to innocent people
They have their right

Massively weird men
But if you want to get on my good side, quit scratching My gears then

We're gonna need them for the road trip, So buckle up
I'm honing

Ooo yea, marks them with the Triune name
Forgives them of sin then makes them clean
Ooo yea
Get the Spirit and the gift of faith at once
Ooo yea

Settling down from both my hands
Is reminiscence sliding down like sands
Carried away by winds
From curves that we left on, tell me

How long have you been

I need the money on the table by this morning
These motherfuckers, man
Motherfucker, motherfucker, motherfucker
Just have my money on the table by

Success in mi head
Like the mark of the beast
666
Am praying on my knees
Dear
God protect me please
Let me luminate
I ain't like darkness
I wanna

the first to have seen it
If I don't survive then there is no story
To tell and no one to believe it

She's making her way, anchor's aweigh
Every moment that

mistakes with another drink
But certain things in life remain
And I can't explain the paths we choose
But it seems like we were meant to lose
Cause I've seen

We crew hoppers, twenty-in-a-group shoppers
Don't look at the watch unless
You got blue blockers
BBC boats where niggas is true yachters
I got an MBA

marks the spot
Trip, how do u carbon composite art?
The main anchor off the dock
Just to get it started off the top
Don't get departed off the top
Get

void dreams
Be the anchor and hold fast to the set
Not strangers, friends we haven’t met yet
If it’s mistake, we’ll let fate mark it with stet
Wisconsin

Raised by bats, and stay up in the cat like Robin
Who, woah!
Tell me what's the word baby?
Don't got time I'm paper chasing
Tryna hop out of that Mercedes

of holistic ideas
And ideas, yes, to be our own anchor
I sacrifice myself and my lyrics to be my savior
We hold allegiance against the power, we file

came from
We'll leave our mark in life given time
Til' then we'll see you on the other side
Time goes by so fast and swiftly turns into the past
I might

Miss Bonnie and Mister Clyde

Joe Ely

Happy Songs from Rattlesnake Gulch

2007

pretty little trigger finger was twitchin' by her side
And Clyde was cleanin' his fingernails with a foot long Bowie Knife
I brung 'em back

prefer it phony 
but I cant deliver it that way
but we'll make drums on repeat 
we'll talk about some women that we pick off the street 
or maybe about

used to have a bitch, now, I got me one
Nigga, we could squabble up, but I don't run the one
You could run these bullets, rearrange his haircut

Gave

a never ending ride so while you're with me by My side give every ounce of love I'm bound to

Had a dream that you were gone I woke and dropped to my knees

Oh you don't have to pay for a day in the country
It's old mother nature who buys
And while we keep going the breezes are blowing
The cigarette smoke