1. |
'Murica
04:18
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America it's the land of free
Most have rights but they don't extend to me
Take our lives off in living rooms
Lay us in streets baking from sun to moon
Oh, say can you see
They can tell us what to be (x2)
America found its guillotine
A loaded gun in the hands of police
Broadcasted live, the truth is clear crystal
Our eyes are lying boy, that black man had a pistol
Oh, say can you see
They can tell us what to be (x2)
Divided states it's a mentality
Faking a blindness, ignoring brutality
Desensitized with every finger scroll
Numb to the horror, embrace the oncoming war
Don't look suspicious, Don't look...at all
State your # for the record
(Oh, say can you see…)
Don't move arms, Don't do...anything
State your # for the record
(Oh, say can you see…)
No, No, No, No, No, remain calm
State your # for the record
(Oh, say can you see…)
No, No, No, No, No, remain still
State your #, State your #
(Oh, say can you see…)
Oh, say can you see
They can tell us what to be (x2)
We are distracted
Lay on our backs
Oh, say can you see
They can tell us what to be
Hate is extracted
Time to react
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2. |
Fever
02:50
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You left me sitting here alone
My heart is aching but you won't pick up the phone
This body's falling up the stairs
If I just lay then who cares?
Oh don't you miss me (when you're lonely)
Don't you get wide eyed (when I'm inside)
I cant forget your taste babe
My bed has become closest kin
Head so heavy with thoughts of you with him
The linger of your smell is devilish
I touch myself and bite my lip
Oh don't you miss me (up late at night)
Don't you get wide eyed (when I hold tight)
Oh don't you miss me (up late at night)
I can't forget your taste
My body wants your body, closer
Nobody knows nobody cares
Under it all your love is mine
I still remember your taste
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3. |
The Coast
03:38
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Muddy Waters cannot be turned clean
Darling you ain't never changin me
Rollercoaster makin a livin for sound
Be that way til I'm six feet into the ground
Wantin back in and I'm wantin it now
I hold it all in til i'm fixin to blow
Pullin chain for some gain cuz it's just my style
All along I go the extra mile
Look at me now cutting it close
Can't find myself no alibi
Wanna leave town head for the coast
Pour one out with some friends of mine
Woah oh oh oh oh the coast
Woah oh oh oh oh the coast
Wantin back in and I'm wanting it now
I hold it all in til i'm fixin to blow
Pullin chain for some gain cuz it's just my style
All along i go the extra mile
Look at me now cutting it close
Can't find myself no alibi
Wanna leave town head for the coast
Pour one out with some friends of mine
Woah oh oh oh oh the coast
Woah oh oh oh oh the coast
Look at me now cutting it close
I wanna leave town head for the coast(x2)
Look at me now cutting it close (Can't find myself no alibi)
I wanna leave town head for the coast (Pour one out with some friends of mine)(x2)
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4. |
God
02:49
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Wake up early morning
Get my dress and I get my fill
Wanted to be some kinda warning
For the pizza jerks and kids
Waiting for the weekend
So that I can see my friends
This shit sucks to expended
Want me empty to meet their end
I'm dead ninety percent of the time
But I found God in rhythm and rhyme
I work my job cuz money is time
But I found God in rhythm and rhyme
Nights left empty handed
Strokin ego oblivious
Makin what's demanded
Is an awful hell to live
Coffee never helps
When you wanna be somebody else
And wishing gets you nowhere
When genie's whiskey swill
I'm dead ninety percent of the time
But I found God in rhythm and rhyme
I work my job cuz money is time
But I found God in rhythm and rhyme
I'm dead ninety percent of the time
But I found God in rhythm and rhyme
I work my job cuz money is time
But I found God in rhythm and rhyme
Up late nights just wondering why
I found God in rhythm and rhyme
I work my job cuz money is time
But I found God in rhythm and rhyme
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5. |
Ohio Light
04:10
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I drank myself to sleep last night
These documentaries are right
I should be mad but I'm so tired
When did I become so trite
I've been searching all my life
To get a bit of peace of mind
But anxiety is way to high
Though a grave don't seem to fit me right
Give me more
Give me more
Give me more
More distractions
I know my momma taught me right
Though many times she warned, I've tried
To stand up in my truth my light
The news don't seem to phase my mind
Give me more
Give me more
Give me more
More distractions
I saw the light in Ohio
It wasn't but it mine, fled to meet it
What I lost, what I lost
Was never lost
But it bears repeating
I saw the light in Ohio
Give me more
Give me more
Give me more
More distractions
I saw the light in Ohio
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6. |
Skyline
03:32
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The Turbos are a high energy, alt-rock, quartet based in Columbus. The name is derived from the influence that the Columbus Rock scene had on the band. Whether you're freakin' or fightin', they got that rock for your roll! Alex D, Lucas Esterline, Cameron Reck, and Jahrie come together to rock faces and foundations with a fierce thirst for the bright lights. ... more
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