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There I Watch
03:54
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Unspecific answers
For all knowledge to be sought
Further growing a divide
For liars confirm deceit
Tempid and spineless
A flock of sheep stand by
Waiting on the arrival
For a savior to bring forth new life
There I watch, disgusted
These half men, vapid and weak
New sight forms, a perilous future
Oh too many, have fallen before
To this deceit, we must stand tall
Unbeknownst to them, our will is a wall
Unforseen loss, affects us all
But never must we, bend or break
These Pitiful lies
Brought into the light
terrors unfold
Driving out the weak
On their knees
Praying for a king
Subservient cowards
Incapable of independent thought
I've come to far
to let this fail
In this moment
We unbind
Unafraid and alive
Clear path forward
The yolk cast off
Stand long and free
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2. |
Onward
06:15
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Swept up in momentum
Craving the fast life
Up til you hit a wall Speeding
Sending you through the air
Pickin up the pieces, easier said than done
Find yourself some shelter, try looking in the gutter
Searching onward
I hope to find
my beckoned call
before it's too late
Falling forward
At the speed of now
The time has come
To go renegade
3am whiskey
And a hefty bowl
Keeps me on the level
only slighty hostile
Set your own pace
Far away from me
Searching onward
I hope to find
my beckoned call
before it's too late
Falling forward
At the speed of now
The time has come
To go renegade
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3. |
Split Lane Faith
05:26
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Constantly awake to find, the days blended together
Too much time I've spent, trying to, smash this barrier
With pride and my patience, completely faded
Throw it all away, to feel ,some kinda something
In the depths of a vice, I find my grand revelation
But I won't complain, cause I, I like how it feels
set out for the highway, Found my faith in a split lane
rollin down past, town after town
Trouble is as trouble does, make no mistake
You may find yourself, out here, running with me
In the depths of a vice, I find my grand revelation
But I won't complain, cause I, I like how it feels
There must be some kinda way
To find my place again
The road is one hell of a beast
Dont let her catch you on your knees
Dont ever dare look into her eyes
A change of heart means the end of your life
Temptation a plenty you will see
Stray from the path and youll be gone
Or maybe thats just something they say
I dont give a fuck anyway
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Ganjashaman California
4-piece Psycadelic Desert Sludge band from the deserts and valleys of southern California.
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