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famine roads
03:46
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your broken arrow, you dirty thief
there's no tomorrow, there's no relief
and now the angry gods are watching over me
as we sleep here underneath with the creepy little creatures from our dreams
we beg and borrow
on famine roads
we drank the marrow, of living beings
and cross our strings, and clip our wings
and forget about whats beating out of me
where the dreamers dream
and where the garden grows
on famine roads
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little bed
02:11
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you got the hair it's on the bone, you cracked my forehead
you put me back where i belong and went to bed
you brought a pair of shiny stones and promised morbid
i wrote you into this here song and went to bed
where the sun don't shine for those left behind
you got to get yourself back home back with your real friends
you'll never make it on your own it never ends
you got the hair it's on the bone i laughed and got wet
after all this time we have outgrown this little bed
where the sun don't shine for those left behind
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third wish
02:25
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you're never gonna break a promise
i'm always gonna be a fake
you open out your windows to discover
that life was just one big long day
you're always gonna be a goddess
i'm never gonna be awake
you've broken all the hearts of your lovers
and their hearts were never yours to take
oh no after all we heard the call
only after god had burned them all
maybe you should use your third wish
babe you gotta pay to play
i hear it coming now it's a monster
the one they built from our spare change
every body bought a ticket to the show
never gonna wake me up, to die for
never gonna wake me up, to die for
the things we love
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far from perfection
03:50
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far from perfection, we gather in detention,
where the mediocre children can be gods for a night
they pick and choose our lessons and hold us to attention
I’m getting the impression I’m not the only open mind
so please forgive my ignorance when I ask where you’ve been all this time
on and on the siren sky was last to come alive
on the surface we had legends but below we had the crimes
I looked back over my pastures I saw sunshine I saw rain
there were questions without answers as I tried to appear brave
but I’m terrified of textures
I’m scared to death of tame
now it looks like you got me backwards, far from perfection
yet awkward all the same, all the same
we saw billions of bastards with their hands stretched towards the sky
they were reigning in the future stuffing flowers in their eyes
now the years are going faster and the wells are running dry
you can’t satisfy the absurd
I’m leaving ‘well enough’ to die
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you let the light come in
sold, bought and sold
and my soul is yours to own...
you let the light come in
cold, it's so very cold
and my soul, it's almost too cold to hold
you let the light come in
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earth bound
03:32
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blinded by the burning light, the heat, it separates the night
they fight among themselves like thieves, like petty little sprites, behind the guise of human beings, that tempted them to rise and shine with glee, buried up to their knees, we're standing here like trees in the orchards of our life
never gonna go back to california
but whenever i stand still i dream of home
i'm not surprised by the delay
yeah we advertised your mental state
and by the look in your eyes
i can tell your safe
o h y e a h
reminded that you have no right to speak your broken little mind
guided by the polarized we know it's by design
and everyone says talk is cheap and you're hanging me out to dry
i'm upside down
and gushing from the inside out
i'll never escape the ground, i'm earth bound
i'd burn down this whole town to prove my love is sound
i'm earth bound
watch what you eat its right under your feet
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7. |
buried
04:05
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the soldier waits for confidence
the artist paints in compliments
the monster preys on innocence
the player plays on your defense
the dream won't look you in the eye
and i'll let go of my mind
the cancel culture hates your friends
and thinks you have no common sense
they sit like vultures on your fence
filling my head with eyes
and it would take an awful lot for you to scare me
the only thing i ever thought was to keep this buried
sweetheart be mind
the gods they blame your ignorance
the preacher thanks the audience
the sinner strays beyond amen
and now you're buried alive
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Storie Grubb Portland, Oregon
My name is Storie Grubb and I have a tale to tell...
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