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Kind of Like Spitting - All Hail lyrics
This impulse, so lazy Fifteen days without a set change, Forward yes kid counter-clock cross clutches Three billion people One fucking name. Raise the flag of resolution Live out your cycle, Out here there's a new constitution every couple hundred miles. Turn the bed back into a couch A mattress tongue in a seventies mouth Not a home, just some fucked-up home to spend time in, I know I'm gonna pass and how these history books burn fast All hail the myth of great control. All hail the holes we shine in for three bucks at the door And all along the way you sang hallelujah, save these souls And the more and more you gave, the less you seemed to have your own These labels, these long names, Another construct Hold up the mainframe, Take the piss out No eye contact for the haters In the weather we're all wet the same. I see the flags I hear the standards, Keep every frame on file Self-installed, self-improvement stalls Oh how through ourselves at style. Turn the bed back into a couch, Put thank-you notes on the fridge Heads out, flames rise, try not to feed them Oh how we know when we're beaten. I know I'm gonna pass and how these history books burn fast, All hail the joke we're getting away with, I've got the check but I'll have to post-date it All along the way you sang hallelujah save these souls And the more and more we gave the less we seemed to have our own. So we burn in whatever we have to learn We burn in whatever we have to learn |
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