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and I believed in it
But oh, now, nothing seems right

I watch mini dust storms swirl up the park
As the squirrels claim dominion over their holes
I'm

been left on a train track[03:47.04]Now it feels so goddamn whack[03:50.87]Count the minutes as the chain of events unfold[03:53.75]As this reckless

a deal with my dreams
I lost myself in the bar again
Nothing changes but me

Our  lives have been frittered away by the detail and
I don't know where

Vocalist Riko Shinozaki 
Written By: {STILLhere} Staff
Track No. 1: [Mess I] alt. Perfect
Single MESS I 
Provided By:Ringing Bell Records


You got

I once had a son
Lived his life to race
He ran off to Talladega at 18
And it drove his loving mother to her knees
Cause she never liked that track

You know we drop it like that
Get the fuck up
Get set, release

You know we drop that
Take it right to the mic
But take it way back as if

Radio with No Sound

The White Buffalo

Love and the Death of Damnation

2015

with no sound

Life ain't nothing like a railroad track
It'll lead you there, it don't lead you back
Sit 'round, drink 'til my dying day
And let

It takes a nations' greed
to do nothing
and make it all look wrong

No desire anymore
leave me alone
and let the ravens roam

Surfing a concrete wave

Lose My Mind

Young Buck

Buck the World

2006

yeeaah

[Verse:]
Everybody trying to KILL me
I don't have no friends
Am by myself in this MOTHAFUCKIN pen
Don't you DISS me, nothings going right and yeah

Chicago 
Finally found him in Kansas City

There is nothing to hold on to
But imagine him if you can
Though it's easier not to see than believe in

cell phone
Throw it into the canyon
I know 

When a thousand years go by
Shifting rocks
Different sky
Will it be there
Still on track?
GPS tryin to get

Carry your hopes or carry you on
Maybe I will do

She said: "Meet me down by the riverbank
Cover your tracks dear
Old memories of a sunny Saturday never

Rocking all jet black with contacts
Face hidden behind this mask
Covered in blood with an axe
Yeah,  we murdered the track
Only going forward, never

looking but my ways are so wicked
I keep pushing you to the wall
What the fuck you gon do, kosi jo e don do
I own the track baby na me
Go do the run through

looking but my ways are so wicked
I keep pushing you to the wall
What the fuck you gon do, kosi jo e don do
I own the track baby na me
Go do the run through

the shit I go through
Thorough tracks that closin' in
BK it's Snowgoons

from my whip
Got me chilling like a villain
Hundred killers on the strip

Open up Loc! Your big homie let it bounce 
By the pound Loc, or let it go

Trapped

Such a Surge

Under Pressure

1995

It's a matter of fact they've got me trapped in this cage of rage
And now they wonder why I'm always on the rampage
They try to manipulate my

Last Supper (The Autophagous)

Lord Gore

The Autophagous Orgy

Rotting away, by myself in this cage.
I'm forgotten by time, I've lost track of how long it's been.
Guts churn with cramps, have not eaten for

playing it cool but really you food and movers don't hang out wit buyers
I'll blow a gar of the gas and I'm straight
Whip up the track like its food on my

is it I feel that I've been drowned out by the voice surrounding
Tell me why is it I feel I've been pushed back down to nothing

You knew what you were

and I aint get no freebies, 
We built the studio from nothing me and APZ, 
Im committed to this even if it take my life, 
Pourin out my heart, every day I

I don't laugh and I don't cry
I feel nothing but also that's a lie
My motivation is dwindling away
Along with my hopes of being productive today

Is

Won't let you borrow I give loans
Fuck that up I'll track yo phone
Then throw fades pinche mamón
I feel alone right now
Not by myself somehow
I don't do