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Rather be so underwhelmed than have another worry mound
Rather be too close to you than extra space in condo 2
Rather have a car to drive than have the pleasure to decide if the red or white or black is making up for what i lack
So I box your story, i lock it deep deep down in my pocket
It’s boring
We’re seeing the right and wrong way to be alive
A warning
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Window
02:35
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Locked outside of Eden, the garden wall
We think that we were somehow born to lose
And we don’t know how to win
There’s a guardian at the threshold
Guarding what?
I see another tree and other fruit,
We’re dying to get back in!
The flowers don’t believe in the garden wall
It’s not even a window to a root
Trying to defy what god would want
He thinks that we were somehow born to lose
Why are we dying to get to him?
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Nominator
05:06
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Make it last before it ends
Every corner of the room is an eddy of my hair
On the hardwood i have used
Marching on a step toward life anew
Fill the bottle bring a can
Take the ocean on a cruise
Call them bleachers or 'the stands'
I’m a sucker for the view
Shining in a silver attitude
Run a mile in ten
But the time flew
I nominate the loser for the win
Silver chirping in the air
Is the wifi in my ear
On my auricle ridge
Is a shimmer i can feel
The criminal covers up the clues
I audition for the part
Of the hero's sweet relief
And when i go to run the line
In the mirror i can be
You or whoever gets the talking to
It is called a play
But in act II they're really gonna give a pause to you
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Chins Out
02:37
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I inherited your mouth and momma’s eyes
And a 50/50 snout
Your fang poking out of my L’estat smile
Vague freckles raining down
Me + E are both shading our eyes as we look in the distance
Miles and miles away from where we began the shaping of our chins
Happens every time I’m looking down
At a picture that you send around of you two holding hands in a new town
Happens every time I’m looking down
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Amphora Jam
02:56
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If i let go of the vase
White lace petals light as air levitate
By the power and the grace
I’ll draw a table under there
Fresh with bananas
God made this world to be shatter free
Mystery, stained glass window light rays, devotion, dissolution
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Gee Prayer
02:32
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While my guitar gently weakens me
I slide deeper into my memories
Biting power of every glance
Throbbing pulse of every hand holding on the subway
Fumbled over by the Djinn
Tricked it back but still don’t win
Lyrics match with the melody, moods, rhymes
Tenors stretch toward a remedy
Everybody brings their sin to the repair shop within
Asking for a shaping, check the brakes, tail and head lights
And the suspension
Yellow leaves have fallen into the crater called a dent
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Airhead DC Washington, D.C.
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