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lyrics
Verse 1:
Those freaks from the travelling carnival
unravelling the layers of these cardinal
sins that cling to within like barnacles
Try evade lifes piranha tooth arsenals, sonnet for the smarter fools
Who thought losing our mind could have its benefits
walking out of heaven for another stab at decadence
with our heads high don't try hide the evidence
being out of touch in a time that lacks relevance
The names Somes soul levitates over the globe
too much to say so I demonstrate over these odes,
of the cobblestones, unbottled poems,
spilling down the pavement, flowing through forgotten homes
rain dance troupe made up of rotting souls
null o time, colour blind hunt for that pot of gold
just trying to make that album I can die with
That fortified live shit, trying to reach the blind kids
Chorus:
The Cobain kids, every day, same shit
hazed creatives who make shit to shake this
monotony hangs heavy in the air,
from working in a system who for them will never care
The Cobain kids, every day, same shit
insane creatives, who make shit to break this
image that they're lazy and afraid,
while they're up all night creating til their nights fade into days
Verse 2:
Live from the fringes outlaws of attraction, minds off the hinges
Shout outs to the gluttonous ghosts, the hand they dealt still stuck in the spokes,
Make a toast raise a glass with a cut to our throat
Lying in the bed we made when we under the oath
effect kaleidoscope, from walking on a tighter rope
trying to cope, and accidentally spread hope to silent folk
vivid pallet, dunk the brush fuck a lighter stroke
painting from the guts for our rush til its time to choke
Cider soaked park kids, dig for brighter hopes
given the wrong map, sticking us on track, we mighta broke
finally found our own path towards our own treasure
but Lived for pleasure, had it sooner if we'd known better
to the beat of our own break, we sealing our own fate
the bass got us feeling our bones shake
laureates of Ghost Town, kids don't condone hate
just try to spread the love like we had those old tapes
credits
from Magnum Hopeless,
released June 27, 2017
Produced by Soma
Mixed by Uncle Sam
Mastered by Rob Shaker
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