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Dayama
03:40
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Free to Be like you see
Every word in your heartbeat
When you lose it don't fear at all
Fear will lead you straight to your hell
I used to feed from a different tree
All my thoughts were bitter seeds
But true to myself I set them all free
The things I loved desperately
Now it speaks to you like a million bucks
There it comes straight from the Sky above
When you can't feel you will deceive
I can feel but will I break free
It's heavy heavy every day of my life
I keep it up, I keep it all in my sight
And I'm with it, Yes I am, I am with it
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It's All Ok
03:05
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It's all ok
It's all we have in this place
It's all we need our work and our sweethearts
And the high we fly
The question freezes youth in debt
Will I ever live again
With different folks a different hoax
A different way to deal with the bills to pay
And the pain coming our way
The bills we pay
All the pain coming our way
It's all ok
It's all we have in this place
It's all we need our work and our sweethearts
And the high we fly
Do ya dig the plan?
March with the man?
Move for the who's who will prove you innocent
Trap door they're burning your floor
Put out the fire or step through the door
And you're trapped in the clap
Of the Movers and Shakers
The wanna be makers
But I'll do my own thing
In the ashes of the old and it starts like this
It's all ok
It's all we have in this place
It's all we need our work and our sweethearts
And the high we fly
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Devil in the Radio
05:49
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Devil in the radio. Devil in the Radio
I've got this station for you. I know you'd love to hear it
Devil in the radio. Devil in the Radio
Oh what a terrible tune. Its lies will lash deep into
A great team of puppeteers
I don't know who carved them, but they surely won't give money back
As quick cash it placates your fear
It turns our mothers to our idols, while we number all our native children
It may sting, but it burns alot.
I feel like some actuary counting prison numbers
Your day bleeds like a purple heart
Straight onto a canvas of clouds painting honor medals
Your sons are leaving your face is a-teaming with pride
And my team is easily dreaming of ways to get high
Oh so high, until we all fall down
Would you listen please
We all fall down, but if you listen to me
You shall be ok.
Last Call for your freedom cheer
My smile reads like ambulance without the aid of rear view mirrors
Reflect please, on the things here said
Cause truth is found between the lines
The speakers do their best to hide.
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Second Hand
03:48
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I may be denied, I realize
But the things I've been fighting for are worth my time
Sometimes they leave ya
Sometimes they need ya
But the second hand ticks again and again
Is what you say what you do
If not, your word is a curse on you
You've got your nose raised so high
You believe you sneezed the sky
But the second hand ticks a gain and again
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Goodbye
03:27
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The leaves have bloomed and dried again
But this time I'm alone
You've gone away for good
You're in the hands of god
But when the final over and out
Casts its shadow I'll seek you out
If I'm alone
Goodbye
Goodbye
The leaves have bloomed and dried again
A whole year's past without you
You've gone away for good
Your in the hands of god
I feel the final over and out
Casting shadows dark as my doubt
I'm alone
No, no
Hello
Hello
It's good to see you well again
My lonely days I now forget
And if we part again
I know I'll find you in my heart we'll rest
Where we're home
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Land of Thieves
Monkeys in chains
Blast off their blame
On the key holder's twisted charm
Rings on his neck when he awoke
Breath from a fire was his only hope
It's growing faster it seems
And it won't be the way I need
From Where grows that arm
holding my chains
My backs bent and tired
Are my own shoulders to blame
Shots from a blank
Echo in air
Its the chilling sound
Of going nowhere
Faster than I'd like to be going
Oh I won't go like the old
keep me soon like that new fashioned
worn out perfume
I choke on my shame
and I'll blame it on love
say I can't find anymore
It's just gone
And I can't get it back
Monkeys in chains
blast off their blame
on the key holders twisted charm
But deep down afraid
he knows he just may
Have lost the key trying to keep it away
from himself and the rest
so his madness sounds
Oh I won't go like the old
Keep me soon like that new fashioned warn out perfume
I choke on my shame
and I'll blame it on love
say I don't want anymore
Its just gone
Let it burn to the ground
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