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Nowhere Under

Grindstone


Your eyes can't see what you think I see.
In my head, you can't get inside of it.
On deaf ears scream drown, going nowhere.
Tread complacent waters, pulling under.
Can't keep running nowhere under.
Times are changed. Still you find that you're waiting for the world.
In my face your words ring full of faith.
Behind closed doors you live hypocrisy.
Clone the truth you'll find it sows the ‘Drama' seed.
Cash in the crop you'll be a f**kin' celebrity!
Hate me! And scorn me! But like me, you live on borrowed time.
Should of, could of, would of but you held your breath.
See it, live it, breathe it but you held your breath.
Bathe in my spit, dry with my skin.
Cleanse with my soul, in my mind.
In my blood I have my brothers in my blood.
Through his blood, love to hate to hate to love.
Could of, would of, should of but you held your breath.
See it, live it, breathe it but you held your breath.
Still you're reaching for the words you're preaching.
Still you're reaching for the words you're preaching.
Still you're reaching for the words you're preaching.
Seems like Sunday was so long ago.
In my blood, I have my brothers in my blood.
Through his blood, love to hate to hate to love.
In my blood!

Compositor: Lamar Stilwell

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