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go
And I go
Calm
Lost all my clothes in the storm
Writing been my biggest blessing like I got hell of angels in my palm
Let the mimosa dissolve
Rollin'

got keys for the cellar
Forever I'm changing
Understand and do better
That's the problem with you
You stay inside for the weather
You never braving that

escape that
So what you know about a lifestyle like mine,
Show me your cellar and I'll drink all the wine,
My smile seems fine and it is half the time,
But

of the X
Speaking of X crash cars in the pool like Project X
All the goons in the city and they dressed up in their techs
In the cellar and we listening

together
Tell me that's it's forever through the storm or any weather
Tell me that you'll hold me down
I'll be the one to turn that frown upside round
Hold

the 

Years you gave to septa cuz you to lazy to dmv so to yo job u move betta... 
Move out stop smoking in your 

Momma cellar...  
Get yo own answer to  no

Reflections of intentions
Change direction
Repetition
Traps the mind
A great infection
Change inflection
Spark rebellion
Insurrection
Storm the castle
Instant

sheep

I'm the black sheep been locked in your cellar
I'm out of this world I feel interstellar
A Beautiful bird but I'm missin' a feather
Keep sending me

you'll live with that or get attached
Thats why these storm clouds keep on fogging up my glass
I'm not an athlete I never ran from nothing but my past
I

Hudsonville Mi 1956

La Dispute

Rooms of the House

2014

to rattle in the window frames

So you went underground
Took the staircase down
To the cellar full of hunting equipment
Held your baby in your arms
Read

the Everest 
Tip top the terror is 
All up in the weather man 
I'm an interstellar man
Travel through the cellar man
Imma proceed just to produce
From

full of bones
Left in the dirt, I sever the soul, I been alone
See, I be stepping on coals, follow the road
Storm a day away, hop in the boat
Waiting

Understand
I walked in with the game plan
I walked in with the same clan
And we all about Jesus
Ain’t a dang thing changed man
The chains
The pain
The storms

what's the thumping
Coming up and emanating from the cellar door knocking
Another bolt of pure adrenaline up in the bloodstream
Fight or flight mechanism

can Surf A storm I never need to wait for right weather
I gave yo girl a couple light tremors and
We found the meaning of YOUR TRASH IS MY TREASURE
Take

the fuck is coming next
It is a swarm or a storm
Is it a curse or a hex
We going to make you bop your head
Or bang it til you break your neck
Fuck it,

Salmonella
The storm is coming better get your umbrella
If you wine when I dine I'm a put you in a cellar
Only thing left to do is kill and get better
Way

when I die
Crucified like Makaveli
Blaze your geez without a beat
I kick a dangerous acapellee
ccapella
Smack a fella
Were underground like cellars
Break

within the savage machinery of war. It’s one such story that is remembered now.

[Interlude 1]

[Bitter Storm]

Narrator:

Following the armistice between