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A track off the new project "Amor Muerto" Release TBD.
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Romeo, Romeo, where art thou?
Juliet is crying, poured her heart out,
Said ring around the rosey never on the finger,
idle thoughts are satan's children, don't let them linger,
stress lines patterned out to crows feet,
wise words from No Doubt, said Don't speak,
so we don't speak, maybe it's cold feet,
that we drag like little brittle icicles,
when the ice trickles down our backs from cold shoulders,
they don't hold us, in regards that are highest,
all the fliest gear that they buy us, screaming "try us"
from the land of the lost cause, pry us,
we got a death grip, mostly on our cell phones,
and all these jail clones working on these failed tones,
collide and decide, can't hold these frail bones,
make shift a ship, sail off to a hell hole,
--------------and you can try to be a lost one,
but J Cole stopped caring, it might cost y'all,
an arm and a leg, fullmetal alchemist,
gotta falcon grip, but still you can count us in,
and she says she believes in me,
I don't know who I'm supposed to be,
Circles, we spin in circles,
on earth's axis, dances but revert yo,
you had the chance in France to truly search,
but found an answer that was less than you were worth,
you put it in your pocket, inside that locket,
and when that tock hit on your watch you would stop, brisk,
the weather in December never had to be so clever,
cuz everybody said all the things that you should treasure,
-------------------------------so dig it up,
when they trample on your heart on the floor, pick it up,
gorilla glue gave your broken heart a point of view,
even if it was dripping all over your new shoes,
----------------------and you can choose to,
run with a new crew, just let that noose loose,
and stop hanging onto yesterday,
I had a note of things that I meant to say.
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released January 15, 2014
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