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Will I even stand up? 
I don't know because this room is full of vapor  
Blastin music so loud we're annoying neighbours 
Getting so fucking high from

Verse:
We call them the good old days 
When we ran free and wild cross the borderlands
And that long lost place
Is now an eight by ten on your

another year hold my hand and just stand
close to me don’t look away tonight the mood is right
the band is playing our song
you know we can’t go wrong under

A middle aged man with long black hair and a thick mustache and soul patch stands at a podium in front of a large crowd of reporters.  A silver

evitar pensar
Too much

Si ho penses de veritat
No hi ha manera
Seria posar-se en
Stand by

Tot era més fàcil abans
Però ens hem de fer grans
i

of habits
I had to work when I was young
Til I developed the raddest
Knew in my heart what it would take
To turn me into the baddest
I'm smoking on a funky

On the night that we danced at the Charladies Ball

I went there as Queen Anne and I went me man
He was dressed as a monkey locked up in a cage
There was pirates

Death to any protector, insistor, resister to the resistance
Today’s choices dictate your participance
You either stand up, or be the reason why we kneel

Bind my eyes shut with the grout
Incinerate my shell of bones
All that I sense is doubt
That's a coward's way of life
"Woe is me I can't go on"
Ideology

Back track noises
And fact check the boys
So the little bit of ecstasy
Can run through its courses
Pedal through metal and making
Little by little it

I'm tired and sick of seeing my friends hurt
By immature guys thinking they own the world
I can't bare the broken hearts and minds
Broken guys

as it walks on by
As I'm falling in and falling out of love again
Building castles up to tear them down again
Sacrificing myself to the town
Sending in

he directs at me every morning
Before he goes to earn another fortune by kissing every ass around him
In shit you drown your time
Distribution of joy

the flow gone dead them
I remember coming up it was tough
Getting hated on by my friends I was out of luck but then I took a jet and flew to a new Land
I can

Who am I to sit in Your presence
Who am I to stand in Your love
Bought by blood, You call us sons and daughters
And in this moment, revival's just

Camouflaged where you would stand out
Your who not even super sport
Faking for the culture we created being super poor
Protecting all the foot steps

Lying there by myself just staring at the phone
Can't remember the sound of your voice I just don't wanna feel alone
Many things start and fade but

Slam it like Djokovic, Djokovic
Get in the kitchen stand the heat, feel the heat 
Across the seven seas
At least a desert please
Get back on your

Dead white skin
Used to be so soft
Used to be more than everything
Dead white skin
Embraced me by will
Used to make the world stand still
Dead white

Mmmmh mmmnh
Mmmmh mmmnh

Listen let me paint you a picture
Big boys are not scared of the future
And despite all that has been happening
Big boys

when you felt for a moment
And did me wrong when you were not feeling stronger

Instead of being alone inside my chest
Taking some notes and trying

Elohim 
Guided by inner light that is shining with integrity 
Prepare for a solo debate, irrelevant to disagree 

Blind eyes, distorted minds, negative

Murphy´s Pimp Pot

Yeah yeah ya

If you don´t know my name
I go by the name of Murphycat (Murphycat )
The flyest crypto cat on this planet
Ain´t no

would live like this

Gotta get it by any means
Invested in myself 
Now I play for the winning team
For the money I’m a fiend
I be chasing after that