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A Southern Thing

Better Than Ezra

Before the Robots

2005

dream, New Orleans, Mississippi River running over me
Pretty mama come and take me by the hand
Don't mock what you don't understand
It's a southern

And I thought I heard a cry straight outta hell

Oh, the folly of the lost
Those who stand and mock the cross
Brother, pray for their souls
Let us

The Substance

Aesop Rock

Music for Earthworms: The Instrumentals

2003

instinct delinquent
Bring settler runaways frayed boogie bastard clicks
To bypass glass stature walking graph characters
Militant dance split the sun and sip

Embracing the Styx

Candlemass

King of the Grey Islands [China Bonus Tracks]

2007

Embracing the Styx
Me, my wrists and a blade

In times of eternal darkness
In times of peace and embrace
When the minstrel of atrophy mock us
There's

Show me something worse 
Than a child outside a church 
Begging with a cardboard box
In a heartless town that hurts and mocks 
And on a chair

Johanna, Johanna,
So suddenly a woman,
The light behind your window—
It penetrates your gown.
Johanna, Johanna,
The sun—I see the sun through your—
No!
God!

Every evening when the sun goes down I sit here in my room
And the lamplight shining on me projects my lonely gloom
My counterpart in agony mocks

and depression subside
Turned my pride into
Ash...
Is all sustinence now that it's gone
Clearly woven in my favorite song
Now they mock me, pretending to know
If

And the sea-moans of sorrow swell
The siren mocks with a gurgling laugh
That is drowned in the deep death-knell

The light we chased with our stumbling feet

The trees were slowly 
Bending together
As they arced inward 
In genuflection
The brambles writhing at their feet
A mock abased leg snagging sea

Aww yeah aww yeah
And then we give it to em
3 2 1 I’m the sun
Behind the gun
And the flash
Will make you dash
Like a bus pass
Or give you the sum total

Happy houses with satin windows, a park bench near the crystal willows
A fine golden day in the sun
Merry melodies pass the street, and theres a fire

gossamer skies
Every God-forsaken Friday night
The sorrow gets synthesized
On a black-streaked sugar high
Beads clicking under stadium lights
Mock

Fibonacci pattern I'll hit record
Khaled Hosseini reminisced a kite
Two runners one country plot killed the sun
Focus small things pay cheques do you get it

Sun shining on my Wally mocks
I let it rain
Now I'm calling shots
They hate to see me shining
They Gon call the cops
The roof is on fye
I can't

the pain in the picture- no Father, no husband, no chief of Staff there...
I keep my head up, There is no fear here

Cheap black mail
We don't mock or throw

And they begin to laugh at him
And they begin to mock him
And they begin to say It ain’t gonna rain
It's gonna rain
It's complicated
Thought that it was love

He gazed upon the early morning, his eyes fixed on the prize
His brilliantly coordinated plan relied on size
The sun beat on his pileum as he

Blinded by the sun
Ignoring the sum of the parts
The artist is put on trial
The jury holds the gun
Backhanded, brash and bold
We're young but it's

How does it feel
When you've reached my burdened hand?

How long does the dew reside
Before the sun would burn it's peaceful place?
Like some wistful

All these drugs gon kill me I won't see my son
I feel like they mock me do this shit fo fun
There was many moments I wanted to run
But no one finna save

as we are
Hey, listen up kid you gotta be the same as us we're all slaves
They think it's okay to say whatever and mock me
Make me feel weak 'cause in

the same for me
Only the hood every gonna feel The pain For me
If we make it through the night We can see the sun
Don’t judge a book by it’s cover Gotta red

Casting shadows in the...

I think I've been awake too long
I think I've been awake since the sun rose yesterday morning
But now it's going down
So God, if