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Bellicist
03:29
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Give me some time to assess…
All that is mine is a mess.
Pieces are strewn and distressed…
This game that we’re playing, it ain’t chess.
Bullets or cash, either one is fine this time!
Bellicist!
Perp walk may come in a sec…
Or maybe I’ll just hold my breath.
Tied up the courts into knots…
We all know that I call the shots.
Bullets or cash, either one is fine this time!
Bellicist!
Bullets or cash, either one is fine this time!
Bellicist!
Gonna get my own Youtube page!
Going viral–hey it’s all the rage!
In the trenches hunkered down!
Keyboards clanging is the only sound!
Eyes on the prize…hypnotized!
Sweaty wad…is my god!
Bullets or cash, either one is fine this time!
Bellicist!
Bullets or cash, either one is fine this time!
Bellicist!
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2. |
The Louisiana Purchase
06:22
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What I’ve done.
Overcome.
Not all in vain…
Pain.
You’re the one…
Setting sun…
My light of day…
Pain.
Something off in the distance…
A dusty bowl of commitment.
I feel content in my own way…
But fear the fear of a new day.
It is done.
It’s over.
It begins.
It’s not over.
Gotta win, gotta win, gotta win and all the sin.
Can’t go back to the back of the pack that I was in.
Fighting over the dirt pile.
Treaties held with a rye smile.
An unintended contentment.
It manifests in resentment.
It is done.
It’s over.
It begins.
It’s not over.
Gotta win, gotta win, gotta win and all the sin.
Can’t go back to the back of the pack that I was in.
Shameless and nameless is how it begins.
Claiming then blaming the siren that sings.
la la la la la la
la la la la la la
la la la la la la
Come what may.
Harm.
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3. |
Funky Lamb
05:09
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Getting dark.
Out of time.
Loss of hope.
No bells chime.
Raining now.
Lost my mind.
Calling out to those who know…
Hoping that those eyes might show:
Life.
Sleepless night.
And there was only one.
Break of dawn.
And there was only one.
Calling out to those who know…
Hoping that those eyes might show.
Calling out to those who know…
Hoping that those eyes might show:
Life.
One more time.
I need a sign of life.
Cooler heads.
We know that they prevail.
Life.
What is this?
It’s hiding in plain sight.
As I approach…
Will it be fight or flight?
I’ve got you now!
I’ve got you now!
I’ve got you now!
I’ve got you now!
Still don’t know how!
Still don’t know how!
Don’t know how.
Don’t know how.
Don’t know how.
Don’t know how.
Don’t care how.
Don’t care how.
Don’t care how.
Don’t care how.
Life.
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Nostalgia seems to be the way…
to hold the consciousness at bay.
Fear and loathing is ok…
while sane adults begin to play.
This tunnel vision hurts my brain!
Until I find that I’m the train.
When I arrived I was in pieces!
Only to find that I found peace.
Memories tend to betray…
Comfort never finds a way.
Remember what we used to say?
How it was back in the day.
This tunnel vision hurts my brain!
Until I find that I’m the train.
When I arrived I was in pieces!
Only to find that I found peace.
Age is like water or rain…
It flows into every-thing.
We pray for a fountain of youth…
You’re old now accept the hard truth.
This tunnel vision hurts my brain!
Until I find that I’m the train.
When I arrived I was in pieces!
Only to find that I found peace.
This tunnel vision hurts my brain!
Until I find that I’m the train.
When I arrived I was in pieces!
Only to find that I found peace.
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5. |
Mission Creep
03:12
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[ Instrumental ]
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6. |
Gentleman's Agreement
03:44
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All you goons beware…
I’m without a care.
Fingers crossed indeed…
For all the world to see.
You see…
You see…
You see…
Now you see what makes me ripe with glee!
Pin stripe suits for all the world to see!
…All the world to see.
You see…
You see…
You see…
Pen to paper makes me so happy!
A Psychopathic narcisstic breed!
…All the world to see.
Good ol’ boys!
With their toys!
Brings them joy!
At the end of the day…
you can’t polish a turd.
You’re half pregnant.
The devil’s in the details.
In all fairness…
We lack awareness.
We lack awareness.
Good ol’ boys!
With their toys!
Brings them joy!
Good ol’ boys!
With their toys!
Brings them joy!
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