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Forever Always Leaving
03:52
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Don't look for me to be across the room
I've wondered through
Before the sinkholes devour me
All the way
The final straw became refined
With every time we crossed
All painted pillars crumbling
All the way
Come to me
when the sudden change occurs
If you realize, suddenly
I'm everywhere you look
I'm forever always leaving
I'm always leaving you
Black smoke inside your head
Can you reattach
Come to me
When the sudden change occurs
If you realize, suddenly
I'm everywhere you look
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Meaningful Arrangement
04:10
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It takes a lot to change a meaningful arrangement
Do something new before
Static hands deflate
The benefits that i have left
Streamlined, I am moving
A decision
Streamlined, I am moving
A decision
A resting heart beat grows
My finger's tapping on the rhythm
My palms, they are reversed
My mouth is drying
I know how not to go out of my mind
By killing the silence that i was getting used to
I know how not to go out of my mind
I'm the aggressor
There's no more time
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If You Want to Fight
03:34
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A search, for you
Only reveals my true fears
Can't let you finish what you're saying
You're into it
We've looked each other up and down
A circle was formed don't regret it
When I was born
I didn't know you had it in you
This house wasn't meant
For this delicate situation
If you want to fight
I can fight
I can't forget
How cruel the standing air can get
I dare you to make this night end in
I didn't know you had it in you
Ima always said oh my i never listen
If you want to fight
I can fight
I wasn't born
I know I wasn't born
I know I wasn't born
I know I was
I know I wasn't born from love
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We are young, we run green,
Keep our teeth, nice and clean,
See our friends, see the sights, feel alright,
We wake up, we go out, smoke a fag,
Put it out, see our friends,
See the sights, feel alright,
Are we like you?
I can't be sure,
Of the scene, as she turns,
We are strange in our worlds,
But we are young, we get by,
Can't go mad, ain't got time,
Sleep around, if we like,
But we're alright,
Got some cash, bought some wheels,
Took it out, 'cross the fields,
Lost control, hit a wall,
we're alright
Are we like you,
I can't be sure,
Of the scene, as she turns,
We are strange in our worlds,
But we are young, we get by,
Can't go mad, ain't got time,
Sleep around, if we like,
we're alright
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Little Strike Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Israeli Yemeni musician artist interested in nostalgia and love beyond death.
Beats, harmonies, desert guitars, alien keyboards, and beautiful grins.
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