Debt Sounds

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The Brokedowns - Rock

Debt Sounds

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I made a promise to the me of my dreams, that I'd do my best not to see Two dogs stuck, fucked inside out and you are so eager to please Empty heads and empty hands stretched too far to meet The demands of the emptiest men who don't want to be near or seen What passes these days for progress or a siege And what we cling to tooth and nail is a backstab pattern passing as luxury The hand, the hand, the hand you're holding It ain't enough to beat The hand, the hand, the hand you're folding So make it quick and clean It's not giving up, 'cause giving up at least has an end Thanks a lot for your attempts to relate to me (We got separate storms) A+ at your attempts at empathy (We got separate storms) We're balancing on two different beams (We got separate storms) You got a safety net that's bigger than I've ever seen (We got separate storms) I can't find a single thread much less any rope All you see is ash around you all they do is bitch about the smoke The hand, the hand, the hand you're holding It ain't enough to beat The hand, the hand, the hand you're folding So make it quick and clean It's not giving up, 'cause giving up at least has an end

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