The Rind
Nick Elliott
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Powder my palm to face the music Plow through the harm of what makes you sick Tired of waiting, of anticipating The next big thing, oh it's gonna be so fucking real this time Sour tasting, outta juice A little bit in my mouth, a lot of use Bleed it dry, 'cause there's nothing better Hold onto that last bite and make it last forever I'm down to the rind Chewing up my time Out of ideas And out of my mind I got a little gripe With the things they say With the way I'm taught to portray You're from the north You play post punk Real original I definitely give a f*ck Mirrors are mirrors are mirrors Stuck in my eyes all day, all day, all day, all day Sour tasting, outta tricks Playing the same old licks I'm in the biz When I open my eyes I am burned by the citrus The motherfucking citrus I'm down to the rind Chewing up my time Out of ideas Out of my mind I got a little gripe With the things they say With the only way They communicate I'm down in the grind Doing the mime The charade I'm told to portray I got a lot of ideas That I'll push aside If you've got a fresh piece Then open wide
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