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Wolves & Sheep
06:26
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Damn it's a shame
That wolves howl louder than sheep bleat
And I'm losing sleep
And I am sorry
That the sirens
Are drowning out
Beautiful melodies
Mark my words
The loudest voices
In a room
Are usually talking shit
Snakes in Armani suits
Take center stage
Perverting truth
And taking grandma's change
Silence is speaking
Abdicating is licensing
Spectators in their seats
Bite their lips
And ball their fists
Amidst pocket lint
Obligations filled
Just look the part
And punch your card
Discreetly resigning
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Beckoning Builders
04:17
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I can understand why things aren't clearly seen
Someone got their fingerprints all over the screen
Buried beneath the distortion of oil and dirt
Beautiful colors await to be discovered
And oh, they got a corner on the market
They've got the money, the smile, and a television camera
All the sponsors told him, "if it's not fear, it does not sell, so it's always best to use a healthy motivation of hell."
Beckoning builders, yelling freedom is on our side
Piling brick upon brick so high
"It's all yours if you can climb"
And if someone ascends that great wall
They load him down with bricks and tell him,
"You build or you're gonna fall!"
The weight accumulates, if they even stay at all
Some become sons of hell
Some throw themselves off of the wall
It's not right
Some become sons of hell
Some throw themselves off of the wall
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Sheep In The Pen
03:57
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Hey! Has anyone taken something you love and drained out the blood?
Hey! Have you ever thought about the people that Jesus was the hardest on?
It was not liars or thieves, it was the upper echelon.
It goes on and on and on
Man was not made for the law
But the law for the man
But we grasp for what we can
When we're trying to put the sheep in the pen
Hey! Have you ever felt like you had been ripped off and dealt a dirty hand
Hey! Sometimes I sit alone and think to myself, "Oh God! What a mess!"
This is a beautiful woman dressed up in a cheap harlot's dress.
It goes on and on and on
Man was not made for the law
But the law for the man
But we grasp for what we can
When we're trying to put the sheep in the pen
We grasp for what we can, control anyway we can
To keep the sheep in the pen
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Holding On To Hope
06:39
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I can't help but be angry
But I can understand why you'd put a name on me
I am, I am so tired
Of slavery parading as freedom
The dark as light
I am holding on to my hope that all is not lost
Oh my God, we needn't speak
Live quietly and at peace
As long as you can
Break the yoke
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5. |
You Walked Into The Dark
04:51
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I've fought with myself
Pummeled, beat down and dragged out
Some cathartic fix of pain
Never seemed to cool my brain
You walked into the dark just to find me
Just to find me
You walked into the dark just to find me
Just to find me you've
Justified me
No stones in my hand
My misdeeds are written in the sand
The subsiding of the taste of blood
For another, even myself
How could, how could
Something so simple as belief
Get turned into something so heavy
How could, how could
Something so simple as belief
Get turned into something so heavy
It's so heavy
It's so heavy
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Eric DeLong Nashville, Tennessee
A Kentuckian, living in the flat land of Evansville, IN, bringing you tunes from my basement. I also play guitar and sing in a band called The Apprentice.
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