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Your tells are so obvious,
Shoulders too broad for a girl.
It keeps you reminded,
Helps you remember where you come from.
You want them to notice,
The ragged ends of your summer dress.
You want them to see you
Like they see every other girl.
They just see a faggot.
They'll hold their breath not to catch the sick.
Rough surf on the coast,
I wish I could've spent the whole day alone
Rough surf on the coast,
I wish I could've spent the whole day alone
Rough surf on the coast,
I wish I could've spent the whole day alone
With you.
With you.
You've got no cunt in your strut.
You've got no hips to shake.
And you know it's obvious,
But we can't choose how we're made.
You want them to notice,
The ragged ends of your summer dress.
You want them to see you
Like they see every other girl.
They just see a faggot.
They'll hold their breath not to catch the sick.
Rough surf on the coast
I wish I could've spent the whole day alone
Rough surf on the coast
I wish I could've spent the whole day alone
Rough surf on the coast
I wish I could've spent the whole day alone
With you.
With you.
You want them to notice,
The ragged ends of your summer dress.
You want them to see you
Like they see every other girl.
They just see a faggot.
They'll hold their breath not to catch the sick.
Rough surf on the coast
I wish I could've spent the whole day alone
Rough surf on the coast
I wish I could've spent the whole day alone
Rough surf on the coast
I wish I could've spent the whole day alone
With you.
With you.
With you.
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2. |
For This
02:16
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Lifes too short
To play these fucked up games
To cut through red tape
To break through these chains
God knows
I don't have self control
Can’t stop me now
I’m on a roll
Lifes too short!
For this shit!
Lifes too short!
For this!
Lifes too short!
For this shit!
Lifes too short!
For this!
Don’t got the time or the money
To put up with this
Paper happy bureaucracy
Make a time sink into an abyss
Got better things on my mind
Got my guitar and wall to hide behind
Living life like
I’m on the run
Lifes too short!
For this shit!
Lifes too short!
For this!
Lifes too short!
For this shit!
Lifes too short!
For this!
Lifes too short!
For this shit!
Lifes too short!
For this!
Lifes too short!
For this shit!
Lifes too short!
For this!
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3. |
Blind Eye
02:15
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Lifted fords rolling coal like a stone
Billionaires calling stolen land their home
Cling on to a tough-guy identity
They think this system makes its people free
Carefully walking along the party line
Thinking everything is fine
Deny Deny Deny
Until it’s convenient for them
Cry Cry Cry
They’re being persecuted
It’s hard to claim you’re in the right
When we hear what you say in the public eye
And what you do in the dark comes out in the light
But capitol hill just turns a blind eye
Make your money off good people’s backs
And hide behind the cops when you catch flack
Riot squads and tear gas are a rich man’s best friend
To him our means justify our end
Turning the working class on each other, the truth had to bend
If they come together, he can’t defend
Deny Deny Deny
Until it’s convenient for them
Cry Cry Cry
They’re being persecuted
People were told this country was paved with gold
And there was opportunity everywhere you’d go
And when they came to make that dream a life
You locked them up because they weren’t white.
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4. |
Dropout (I Quit)
01:23
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Can’t pay attention to the words you say
Go home and half ass my work today
‘Cause I can’t do my best
If my heart’s not in it!
Can’t do this song and dance
The daily grind is kicking my ass
I feel half alive
During my morning drive
I’m a dropout
I can’t go another day
I’m a dropout
I’ll just walk away
Scrape the pass off my windshield
And throw my books away
I don’t care what you call me
I just quit today!
I’m a dropout
Don’t care what you say
I’m a dropout
You can’t make me stay!
I’m a dropout
Throwing this stress away
I’m a dropout
I just quit today!
I just quit today!
I just quit!
Today!
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I know exactly who I am
And who i planned to be
You can call me what you want
But you’ll never get to me
You can kill my body
You can try and quash my pride
Leave me battered and bruised
But you won’t change what’s inside
You can kill my body
But you can’t kill me
You can’t break my spirit
You can’t shackle me
You can kill my body
But you can’t kill me
My soul will never die
But i’d love to see you try.
You’ve torn down our temples
Taken us from our homes
Treated us as your devils
And washed your hands of us
All the lives that you take
All the families you break
But when it’s said and done
We shall overcome
You can kill my body
But you can’t kill me
You can’t break our spirit
You can’t shackle me
You can kill my body
But you can’t kill me
We shall stand proud
And we will sing aloud
You can kill my body
But you can’t kill me
You can kill my body
But you can’t kill me
You can kill my body
But you can’t kill me
You can kill my body
But you can’t kill me
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Bianca Sacramento, California
I make music.
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