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Thanks A Lot
05:24
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You say that things were meant to be that way
You say things you remember should never change
You say that when you first say the world
It shifted your thought
You say I should adjust my views
Whether I like it or not
I told you all about the Jesus freaks
Who delivered me from evil
While I stepped in their piss
One would hope the righteous could only
Escape the streets
Emotions are scientific
A product of chemistry
We all feel them in various degrees of intensity
Guided by voices
Talking heads on a screen
We all know absolute truth
From the shit we glean
Zombie mentality within us
Craves the news
Fashioned to fit nicely
Within our family rules
This is a time to be alive
But our predecessors have failed us
Nothing but Jesus on their minds
They’ve all but nailed us to the cross that they built strong
To benefit themselves
Oppress the lower class
Say they’ve been real generous
While greed blackens their hearts
You’ve birthed us to figure out
Doubt and complicity
Poisoned us and turned the world inside out
Religion is a product of
Oppression raised in the heat
Until they solve
Avoid the lapse
A feeling they’ve been given
But always taken from the start
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2. |
Insufficient Fun
03:28
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You don’t know what you are saying
Could you please come down to Earth and we could talk about it
I’ve lost all sense of really knowing you
Lost letters from a war we don’t speak of
Always
Lost or hidden away
Fates can change
I hear her words ringing in my head
I ask myself “what do you long to be?”
The lost potential of a refugee
What would my past self think of the current me
A version fleeced in doubt and insecurity
And its
Constantly
Ahead or falling behind
Life is now
Still her words still ringing in my head
Would you please come down
Don’t make a sound
Won’t let them hear
Let me be clear
I won’t be coming home
No
Truth be told
I can’t wait til the big one finally drops
When we’re ashes nothing matters
And no one is in charge
No more debt
No more lies
No more truths
No more ties
To what we thought we were
And what we swear this mess is all about
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3. |
22 Years
04:12
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For 22 years bastion
Alone never was so fun
Dios mio man
Blacklist stock of contraband
It’s not like I can see through
All of the shit you spew
You’re so goddamn beautiful
Thy bibles more tasteful
A bike that I stole from you
Too steep my mind’s untrue
Delphic the Lord’s day
Tossed off into the grey
Board games are tedious
A full pour of idleness
Go on take a stab
Karkinos donned cancer crab
I loved every move that you made
I loved every word that you said
I loved every thought that you had
So when did it fall apart
For 34 years captive
Adhering to my own end
I wrecked me to find me
No solace inside thee
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4. |
Since Then
04:44
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Since the first light
Appeared in the sky
Appeared in the sky
Since the first bird
Spread its wings for flight
Spread its wings for flight
Since the dusk proceeds the night
I can’t stop thinking of you
I can’t stop thinking of you
Since the world came crashing down
Since I moved away from our small town
Since this electricity began the fires
Since these burning embers
Of our desires
Our desires
We burn away
To be reborn tomorrow
Strengthened from our sorrows
We burn away
To be reborn tomorrow
Strengthened from our sorrows
Begin to end
From start to finish
Time I spend
Life moves on
With or without you
Then it's gone
Since the dawn
Ends the night
I can’t stop thinking of you
I can’t stop thinking of you
Since my remorse
Changed trajectory of our course
I can’t stop thinking of you
Dreaming of you
We fall apart
To be rebuilt tomorrow
Wishing and hoping for love
We fall apart
To be rebuilt tomorrow
Wishing and hoping for love
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5. |
Almost Never
03:50
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Don’t wanna let you go, believe me it’s so
Dragging us down, refusing to grow
My wasted time is all that you need
Get down on your knees
Grovel and plead
We don’t wanna see
You losing ground
Not waiting on me
We don’t wanna feel
No we don’t wanna be let down
If you could only see
How flawed your efforts are to me
You’re not backing down
But you’ll leave with a frown
You’re the poison on my lips
You’re the bitter sweet goodbye kiss
Like the devil promising bliss
The angel I always miss
Like a moth drawn to a flame
You’ve no one but yourself to blame
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6. |
Call Me Out
04:39
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You call me out
You call me out
And I come around
You soften the blow
A lifetime coming
And you only said two words
You call me out
You call me out
And no one knows
Just how high it goes
But you dear know
How low I can go
And I’ve been waiting here for you to
Make some sort of decision
But I can’t wait forever
If it's gonna come to him
Waste my time
Waste my life
Waste it all to prove
I’m the one who’s wrong
And no one knows
Just how high it goes
But you dear know
How low I can go
And you can’t tell me why
We’ve been going down the wrong road
Can’t you feel it all come down
Down
Down
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Junior Choir Minneapolis, Minnesota
Junior Choir is a band from the Twin Cities (Minnesota), and is best known for writing songs that address the difficulties of everyday life and the trajectory of society. They specialize in rock music, with many twists and turns into other genres. They have been steadily building a fan base in the Twin Cities and on social media platforms since they began writing and recording music. ... more
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