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Rocky
02:55
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Stumblin along in a rocky park
Two quarts of water and an empty heart
Cuttin it close but it aint that far
Least from here I feel like we could find it in the dark
Slither away if you want to
If you don't fear the drop
Wither away cause you have to
Cans of Coors are heavy but they sure taste sweet
Had to haul em up above a slide release
Findin our footin on uprooted trees
One-eyed in the wild like we used to be
Slither away if you want to
If you don't fear the drop
Wither away cause you have to
Wipe em away if you want to
Like you don't fear the drop
Just try to stay where ya gone to
Puffin in the morning in a rocky park
I'm all out of water and my throat is raw
But I hear a chuck and look up at a ledge so far
Know I can't stand it when ya get a head-start
Follow along if you want to
If you don't fear the drop
Don't believe the distance around you
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Ain't Enough
02:29
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When you’re working overtime
For cheap liquor on your boss’ dime
You might start to wonder why you couldn’t just buy your own
Used to be you could clock in
Ready to go and locked in
No one expected an e-mail reply after you’d left and gone home
Rip a forbidden beat on your abdomen, keep it tighter than a drum
I’ll do it just so, say this and that, and it’ll all work out for the best
Ain’t enough no more
Used to be, there were voices
Whose words you’d weigh in your choices
You might question the process, but what’s to gain from a lie?
Better off to call it suspect
You can’t fuck with a donor check
Hang a noose around your own neck, choke and die
Nobody wants no Beijing air or to see their kid ripped away in the flood Someone tells you you’re well on your way, and still it ain’t enough
Ain’t enough no more
Honkin at traffic on the overpass, telling rubberneckers to move their ass
But this ain’t a rear ender with insurance swaps or some dipshit arguing with the cops
Go on, cross yourself some more
It’s a man being strapped to a board
Ain’t enough no more
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Ask Me If I GIve A
02:58
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It’s been a long day, you’re tired, your numbers are down
The blame’s like a fire you’re passing around
Your boss is holding you back and your partner is whack
But you still haven’t asked if I give a…
It’s just a list of complaints and I know I ain’t much help
Cause you still haven’t asked if I give a…
You’d save yourself some time, not to mention mine
If you’d air out your shit somewhere else
It’s been a long day made longer, you missed another train
Hollow coats with tired eyes are feeling your pain
But that was an hour ago, and all that I know
Is you still haven’t asked if I give a…
It’s just a list of complaints and I know I ain’t much help
Cause you still haven’t asked if I give a…
You’d save yourself some time, not to mention mine
If you’d air out your shit somewhere else
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