I'll try to make this perfectly clear
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I'm so transparent I disapear
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these words I lyrically defecate
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upon songs I boldly claim to create
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clint steps in to establish the beat
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4/4 hip hop and you don't stop
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this unique approach to start an EP
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intended to shock, create a mystique
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a cheap strategy, a marketing scheme
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building awareness for the next LP
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they've got a good fan base
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they've got integrity
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they've got a DC sound
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Shudder to Think, Fugazi
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and Chapel Hill Around The Early 90's
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this is the latest from saddle creek
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some melodies are like disease
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they can inflame your misery
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they will infect your memories
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they haunt me
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some memories are like disease
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they can inflame your misery
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they will infect your melody
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they haunt me
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I write these words with my motherly intuition
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I shape these sounds into harmonic aparitions
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but I can see can see through these haunting things
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my molded dreams are defaced by the same hands that shaped them
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I'll try to make this perfectly clear
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I'm so reflective i am a mirror
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these words I'm driving into the ground
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the same words I scream out over the crowd
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I'm just an airwave rolling around
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I storm and crash without a sound
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There's all these islands out at sea
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I can't reach
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I'm just an airplane diving down
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I storm and crash without a sound
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engines exploding silently out at sea
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where waves caress unstable egos
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where melody is completely swallowed
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where songwriters chain their songs
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to their ankles and
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sink to the beat
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'til it stops and
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bursts under pressure
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let it
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burst and bloom
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hit song
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let it burst and bloom
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Sink To The Beat
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Cursive |