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We Got Ur Guns
03:55
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A textbook factory cover up
FAke recycling, corporate trust
Runnning out of things to be
Utopia or bust
Neglected industrial neighborhoods
Potholes filled with hay
expressway to the landfill and just
Trying to find a place to play
Pay to play
Penalties to the powerful leave then higher then we are
We all like being with the greater cause but hate to push the bar
So push the bar
KId digging through the garbage
On a food cart patio
Better not create a scene
But make empathy a show
Why did you come up to me
To show that you’re all talk
The powers pick the powers
And we’re all just out of luck
Of luck
Hiding inside hotel rooms, Kids running around with guns
We only wanted a father figure but now we got uncle sams guns
WE GOT YOUR GUNS
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2. |
Outsider Music Blues
02:52
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I never write the bangers
I never write the hits
Tryin to make someone proud of this one
Maybe its a hobby, Maybe its not a fit
All i wear are navy blues
I got holes in my socks and beat up shoes
Stains on my shirts, and a couple hand me downs too
Try to write a catchy tune
Try hum a melody to the chords I choose
Fail to get it right so i'm starting this one over again
Over again
Never thought I needed to impress you
Never thought I needed your praise
So dont expect too much when you hear from me cause I
never write the bangers
I never write the hits
Tryin to make someone proud of this one
Maybe its a hobby, Maybe its not a fit
I never like the bands you like
Everybody that those shows always has a good time
But all these stupid people got be spending too much time in my head
But you know its only me and I tend to always act like i fit well into a scene that i never felt a part of
So I’ll keep in my dreams, to be noticed just for singing a song
Singing my songs
Never thought I needed to impress you
Never thought I needed your praise
So dont expect too much when you hear from me cause I
never write the bangers
I never write the hits
Tryin to make someone proud of this one
Maybe its a hobby, Maybe its not a fit
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Minnesota Hellhole
02:06
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He's been looking around for a good place to hide
Born under valley skies far from the desert
Is the reason why is west was won?
I think I know
I think I know
Sit and think, have a drink maybe two
Don't go outside cause they're watching you
This is not what think, have a drink see some friends
Thorough drunken eyes
cannot lie that I like living this way
They like to keep you poor
He's out in the open, plainly to see
He's go no spikes to defend from this city
Wait your whole life just to be let down
But you cannot run
You cant run this now
Sit and think, have a drink maybe two
Don't go outside cause they're watching you
This is not what think, have a drink see some friends
Thorough drunken eyes
cannot lie that I like living this way
These wages and the skies go forever I just want an embrace that is colder and wetter
But they like to keep you poor
They like to keep you poor
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Totaled On Xmas Portland, Oregon
Totaled On Xmas is Canadian-born-Portland-Oregon-raised songwriter, producer, and multi instrumentalist Cortez Ravarra.
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