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Funeral
02:25
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He can’t stand the wait / Pulling nails across his eyes / As he comes to claim his prize / Overcompensate / In the days and ends of time / That exist inside his mind. / Taking pause to rhyme / That it’s always twice a day / That it’s always in his way / Carving tombs in lyme / Where he’ll bury all the pain / At a funeral plagued by shame
Low suns never set / On souls with no regrets / But that’s not quite the case / With those caught in this chase
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"god"
02:38
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Her parents watch her waste away / Eaten from the inside / Spreading to her brain.
They’re on their knees / They’re crying, please / Just one more day.
And yet this “god” they fear / Gives nothing but more pain.
Born to a body she can’t hide. / Abandoned, shunned, ignored / When they should stand by her side.
A broken mirror. / He’s queer. / We’ll fix him from inside.
But she’s not broken. No. / She just deserves her life.
Just let it go…
I can’t wait / To see your faith / And all its lies / Fade away / To kinder days / Just let it die
It’s got to die.
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Apology
02:31
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As the crushing news takes over / Overshadowed our new birth / Left us battling for our lives / And fighting harder for self worth / And your quiet strength comes shining through the grey / So let’s spend our days just staring at the sun / I can’t believe it’s taken me this long to say / So let’s spend our days just caring for our son / The cancer came and went and returned / Left you carrying more weight / Of a new life and this spent one / With no help to alleviate / And your quiet strength comes shining through the grey / So let’s spend our days just staring at the sun / I can’t believe it’s taken me so long to say / So let’s spend our days just caring for our son
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Waiting on the Word
03:24
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A life retreating day by day
Loving moments fade away
Locked away in her own mind
Losing ties that bind
Holding on to brighter days
When we’d laugh and fight
And struggle all the way.
Spring days grow long
As the breakdown comes on strong
While you’re waiting on the words
Time rights no wrongs
With the breakdown in this song
Means another life…tonight
Familiar face, can’t place the name
Internalize the shame
Flip through photos from the past.
It’s only images that last.
Knowing well that there’s no cure.
Never holding back
Just holding onto her.
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MLG
03:05
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As I waited for the rain / To wash it all away / So I stay outside / I find working through the pain / Doesn’t leave me much to say / So I fray and hide / Now I’m fighting back the shame / In the cruelest kind of game / It’s a shakedown / And I break down / As I fade away (Now I think I’m on my way) / Taking note from what they’ve said / And the seeds of hope they plant / But I can’t go on / So I lay here in the dark / No sleep, I cry instead / In my head, he’s gone
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Privilege
03:42
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The time has passed / For you to own your fucking privilege / The crimes amassed / The knife you use has such a dull edge / Take their rights away / Deny them equal pay / And respect / Force them toward a breakdown / A reproductive shakedown / Then deflect / The time has passed / For you to make your empty promise / Black hands, they’re clasped / Then by the millions raise their fists / Staring in the mirror
Everything gets clearer / Lily white / Given all the good breaks / Playing games with low stakes / It’s not right / You can’t relate / Or suffer them this fate / What use is hate? / When all you do is tear them down / And raze their towns / And wonder why they’ve hit this cold, hard ground / Pretending like you’ve no big part to play / Oppression with a smile / It’s not your fucking child / Gunned down / Excessive use of force / Is justified of course / If he's brown / Money, gender, race, religion / All the things that you’ve been given / Punish those that just don’t fit in / Now’s the time to give in to the truth
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Home
03:09
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The news delivered by a beat cop / Severed ties that bind the heart / The search goes on and on you won’t stop / And it’s tearing you apart / So you take it all the way / All the way home / In that dark pit there is still hope / And a strength that can’t be tried / Raise your fist but keep your voice down / He keeps you there but your heart flies / And you’re shaking all the way / All the way home
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Cova San Jose, California
Music is neither a contest, nor an auction.
That one thought is what has kept
these musicians together through several incarnations: Soda, Outline, Black Chords.
Over the years, they’ve seen it all--good, bad, indifferent--all the while never letting it taint their reason for being: music.
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