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Back on my Block
03:05
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Back on my block again.
You know it's never been quite the same.
Life was never too kind.
Life was never part time.
You know you've always been on my mind.
And the shade falls, off the billboards on to the walls.
You know the shade never falls on my part of town.
And everybody sings, and now I wanna sing.
Give me some more.
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Blood stained streets, on asphalt peaks.
Your comfort zone.
Your modern home.
Success and fame.
Your family name.
Cash currency, won't mean a thing.
You can try to forgive.
You can try to forget.
Change up your ways, retrace your steps.
Paradise is a heavy price my love.
And when you sleep at night...
Battle plans of modern man.
Will fall at hands...
Will fall at hands... of God.
You can try to forgive.
You can try to forget.
Change up your ways, retrace your steps.
Paradise is a heavy price my love.
And when you sleep at night....
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For what it's worth,
I'll dig my hands in the dirt,
and try to make it work.
Make you understand...
Some are born on a curse,
with the name of a saint,
or from a bible verse,
and only live to work.
And all the years on McGirk.
Yeah all my years on McGirk.
And what I'm saying,
instead of paying now....
Choose what you live for now.
Choose what you live for now.
And all the years on McGirk.
Yeah all my years on McGirk.
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Lies (revisited)
02:06
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I only speak the truth.
You know I'm telling no lie.
I've got nothing to hide.
I'm in a serious state, man.
Look at my face, man.
Sell it, if you got something to say.
I'm all ears. We're all ears.
Lies. More lies.
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5. |
Kings Row (threshold)
06:00
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We were standing around and now we're running for miles.
Just some teenage kids. Bastard juveniles.
Up and over them hills and it's shoot to kill.
Off into the streets with our hearts on our sleeves.
And when that gun goes off, and everybody turns suddenly soft.
We were standing around and now we're running for miles.
Time is on our side... Time is on our side!
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6. |
Nativity
02:59
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Out of breath, underwater.
In the depths of hell you'll discover another form of hate.
Out of breath, underwater.
In the depths of hell you'll discover I never signed up for this.
Every other day I lay alone and pray and think about it.
All the wicked ways of your love.
Hail Mary full of grace.
Take me to a better place.
If I die, when I die, send my soul right to the sky.
I never signed up for this.
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7. |
Everyday Weapon
02:20
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