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lyrics
I’m a hard worker/
And when that heart murmur acts up/
Manipulation gets confident and attacks us/
Cannibalism’s accepted as an apology/
This vampire weekend is eating up all your honesty/
Truth be told, I’m a product of the industry/
To say that I’m not is a mockery of my dignity/
Having a drink with those I respect, is nothing new to me/
Having a drink with those I neglect, is something cool to me/
And if you’re cool, how does a glass of whiskey sound to you?/
On the rocks like a relationship that can crowd a room/
This generation./
Is led by intimidation./
In fact my similar nature/
Isn’t imposing on anything other than fake fucks/
So tell me how far are you willing to GO?/
Organization is imperative when stealing the show!
Hoping to turn it into an event/
Sober enough, to an extent/
Making a final attempt now before the sentiment runs out.
I want it all, all of it/
Cause I can handle it/
This All or Nothing they call life, I’m gonna gamble it/
My heart’s illuminated/
My soul is candlelit/
To try and fake this life is just some foolish shit/
I want it all, all of it/
Cause I can handle it/
This All or Nothing they call life, I’m gonna gamble it/
I down a dozen drinks, and take another hit/
I treat this life like a fight, and I’m using both my fists.
Raised by a strong arm, don’t believe in dumb luck/
Coming to your show Daddy-O shut the fuck up!/
I feel the composure build/
Low in the hole when the motion’s still/
Don’t go to the broken locomotive it won’t get you here/
Placed in a category I can recreate myself/
Facing a matrimony, between heaven and hell/
Take it apart, put it back together as your own design/
My inhibitions state that this is not the place or time/
Let’s meet in a parking lot/
Far from the ones that talk a lot/
Often enough they soften you up and take you for your honest thoughts/
I’ve got it figured out,
Now you don’t need to sit it out/
This onomatopoeia to your chest wore the engine down/
Boom let it ride till all the wheels fall off/
Add it together and habit will let you escape, till it’s all gone.
And I’ve been around it living inside of what you call the best/
On top of the world taking down names of who I’m calling next.
I want it all, all of it/
Cause I can handle it/
This All or Nothing they call life, I’m gonna gamble it/
My heart’s illuminated/
My soul is candlelit/
To try and fake this life is just some foolish shit/
I want it all, all of it/
Cause I can handle it/
This All or Nothing they call life, I’m gonna gamble it/
I down a dozen drinks, and take another hit/
I treat this life like a fight, and I’m using both my fists.
credits
from Never Heard of Ya,
released November 13, 2012
Input - Words
Caleb Slade - Words
Broken - Beats