Lyrics:
Your number would look good in my phone
And your body would look good in my home
You and I were never meant to be I know
But these calloused hands
Calloused and scarred we keep on raising the bar
We shut you out cause you've got nothing to say
We never wanted it to end this way
But it has!
It's time
beat, mascara paints her cheek
Soaking wet, fighting a flat, city lights a million leagues
Cars whoosh by, strangers in metal cages, cold and blind
from working
In a glance, the resentment of centuries [a millennial
resentment]
There’s no hope left to any of us
The hope is to leave, but where to?
By
the river's red
Only thing they need now is each other or dead
Matt went to work nearly every day
And in one month's time, they'll be on their way
Audie
Calloused mind, calloused mind
Incessant falling has made me blind
Solid stone in place of bones - my seismic demise
Putrescent tumours in the mind
the passing of time,
Maybe in your head, but not so in mine.
The constant aches and pain of all the damage sustained,
Has built up a pressure, somewhere in my
rain"
Climb on up in the tractor
Take a hundred laps, wake the kids up after
Get a quick kiss from your baby, then it's time to start the day
It's
infernal world
And thou profoundest hell
Receive thy new possessor
One who brings a mind
Not to be changed by place or time
The mind is it's own place
realize
Time is not on
His side
Conditioned by history to believe
That labor is love
Until reality peaks through
Like the sun behind an opening
In a cloudy
Your calloused fingers
My calloused heart
I bet you earned your lack of feeling by
Working hard
While I have been this way
Since the start
Your eyes
White
You messin with city kings with glissy rings
That's gonna show you good time pretty thing
Cause you was spotted, in the club lookin exotic
by
be kept in by any fences
Will I
And when I finish up here
I won't wanna come back down
I won't wanna turn around
Will I
Will I
of the street no more
You know my calloused paw can't take the heat of the street no more
Long since on the way
It's been some years since I had tenderness in my
I look down at my hands that once were calloused
Working in the field all day
My life it once was full of blessings
But you wouldn’t know it from
to get me in a bind
Amps juiced, the whole damn block could hear me
Even that cop car rolling past
By the time they hit the front door
I was out
me in a bind
Amps juiced, the whole damn block could hear me
Even that cop car rolling past
By the time they hit the front door
I was out the back
watch mine
Copycat tryna cop my glamour
Why so sad, bunny? Can't have mine
Call me calloused, call me cold
You're italic, I'm in bold
Call me
find a home again
Just calloused hearts looking for a break
Just calloused hearts looking for a break
Half-made promises will great me in eternity
As I
watch mine
Copycat tryna cop my glamour
Why so sad, bunny? Can't have mine
Call me calloused, call me cold
You're italic, I'm in bold
Call me
Two times for the drummer 'fore I start it I say
"Hit me!"
Puba's kickin' flavor, and I brought somebody with me
Positive, the gentlemen,
promised they would save
It's time we quit pulling our punches
And fight for our right to make a change
Controlled by the woes of calloused men
We genuflect
Dusty roads, calloused feet,
The sun beats upon their heads.
They feel the pain, they touch the earth,
Embrace the sick in their beds.
Never been afraid of hard work Rolling up his sleeves
Up and gone by the break of dawn He's got kids he needs to feed Day in day out Pourin' in out
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