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Being Kind on Purpose
04:07
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Being kind on purpose
Putting on a face few can afford
In a place that feels like madness
In a place that feels like home
Being kind on purpose
Instead of waiting anxiously by the phone
And wondering why they haven't called back
Like they don't have places to go
Remember how it was
When we had just begun
To see the way we were?
Discovering your purpose
Deciding what is right and what is wrong
In a place that doesn't give a damn
Who you are or where you're from
We make it hard on purpose
We carry all the weight of what we know
And pretend it doesn't weigh a ton
It doesn't hold
It's harder than it was
We were living just because
We knew the way we were
Oh but it's all we know
Shame that it's all for show
Being kind on purpose
Shouldn't be so hard but here we are
Staring at the ground and wondering
Did we go too far?
It's better than it was
We're living just because
It's just the way we learned
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Out For the Count
03:10
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Sheltered kid fell in the deeper end
Where everybody wants to do you in
They'll run you over with the latest trends
Like vicious dogs they'll tear you limb from limb
One by one they'll fall
My naiveté will see you now
Rip at me and try to tear me down
Keep on thinking
I'm out for the count
Cutthroat coffee crazed society
Caffeinated lucid fever dreams
A monument to their stupidity
I'll never let them get their hooks in me
Keep standing your ground
My naiveté will see you now
Rip at me and try to tear me down
Keep on thinking
I'm out for the count
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Elasmotherium
05:08
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You know where you will go
But not where you have been
Haven't been back since who knows when
The rain came down throughout the night
The wind tore through you like a knife
Why try to relive it again?
And when you look at what you've done
When you were cold; when you were young
Are you still now as you were then?
You know what you will choose
Forget what you once chose
Decisions follow with the prose
They walked the Earth with pointed horns
Their skeletons, a legend born
When yesterday was still unknown
And with a quiet afterthought
Rewrite the battles that you thought
And conquer what was once your home
Look through the rose now painted black
Sometimes there is no turning back
The songs you sang don't always rhyme
Can't go back now can't turn back time
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