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Friction
02:50
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Know the way I'll follow through
What's done has been done to you
Open your ribs to find your lungs
You need to breathe
Please don't be hung
So on so forth
You don't seem to remember that it's not yours
So on furthermore
I don't think I can tell you this for sure.
Always trippin'
Never know your lyin, guess you'll take the miss
Always trippin'
Never know your lyin', guess I'll take the hit.
Take the hit.
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Trippin'
03:12
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See you comin' down my way
What is a universal freeway
Thinkin' about tomorrow
Is there sorrow?
I see you
Trippin' like a fool
No matter how you say or how you do
What better way to?
Now all this time has gone astray
You're at a summer's end and drifting away
Memories are like forbidden doors
Open them a little and you only want more
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Little Ol' No Name
03:44
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The sun sets below the sea
What a boy would like to see
His temper not shown anyways
But what he spilled, he spilled, he spilled away
Another day past, molded and cast
Why does everything move so sluggishly fast?
Feel the drag on and on
If you feel that way it's been too long
Like broken glass that's blunt at best
In its own way
A calling card has been burnt and dated
Wanting to be recreated
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Run on Home
05:27
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Sitting by a silo as the wind goes by
Even if there never was any
The grasses are grown as they have shown
Remind us of, all that is kind
Mountains topped by trees
And their pretty green leaves
Pay no attention to what goes on
Down the road, meadows found
Hills and their prairies all around
Run, run a little faster now the sun is coming down.
Make it back home soon before the sky loses it's blue
Oh well, its almost dark now, the sun is coming down.
Better make it back home soon before the sky loses its blue
The grasses secretly show, hold words of wisdom
Some only come to know
Back by the fire, thoughts disperse higher
As the setting summer sun gives life to the fire
To the sailing summer moon, among things so true
Dispersed thoughts were due to you
And as the breeze takes me back I feel attached
To the darkest navy blue sky I must go back
Run, run a little faster now the sun is coming down.
Make it back home soon before the sky loses it's blue
Oh well, its almost dark now, the sun is coming down.
Better make it back home soon before the sky loses its blue
Stars move high, and eyes higher
For what the rest holds is really admired
But the picture on its own has no rivalry in power
So the breeze took me back, way back higher
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Rain
04:12
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Striding in the rain
No umbrella to keep health or sane
Then it all came down with a miss
Truth walked by and oh he said
"Dear god, I am oh so sorry"
Oh poor fools
They don't know what they have been told
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The Flying Mighty Washington, D.C.
Brendan Casey - Rhythm Guitar, Vocals
Noah Elkind - Bass, Vocals
Finbar Cohan - Lead Guitar
Lewis Andrews - Drums
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