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Black acoustic guitar
Speak with words that cannot explain
Sun glass eyes and a gold leaf smile
Scraped my fingers raw
Speak with words that cannot explain
Sun glass eyes and a gold leaf smile
You found it too hard
Dead charity to the thoughts that think life is hierarchy
My dad taught me my first chords
Teach a dead hare the vast image of a long road home
Mice
Rabbits
Cats
Canines
Raise the first spine, pull the eyes out
What was sold is now for free
Took me to my first show
It's a young man's book fantasy
Where the ego lives for free
We missed the rheo-
Gut the first spine, pull the eyes out
And what was sold is now fat and felt
-statics found on my own
When I was young
Whatever you need done, we will do it
I'd space out
Words are an awful way to describe it
Music is
Whatever you need done, we will do it
Think about
Words are an awful way to describe it
When I was young
Whatever you need done, we will do it
I'd space out
Words are an awful way to describe it
Music is
Whatever you need done, we will do it
Think about
Words are an awful way to describe it
Oh-oh, oh, oh-oh, oh, nothing matters
Oh-oh, oh, oh-oh, oh, when you are singing
Oh-oh, oh, oh-oh, oh, songs of protest
Oh-oh, oh, oh-oh, oh, never sound like they change
Oh-oh, oh, oh-oh, oh
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