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Ongoing, going
02:43
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Spend a day or two outside,
Give your mind a chance to realize,
Everything you do will die
It's so evil, how do you do it?
It's so criminal, why do you do it?
The law is in our hands,
It's just a way to stick to the plan,
That constant changes are ahead, again
Like the garden in my head, there's some truth that lies in the river bed -
Wait there and see, you'll believe
Spend a day or two outside,
Give your mind a chance to realize,
Everything you do will die
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Did your life not treat you well,
And did you waste it waiting for the end?
I don't remember, I don't know
But I held my idols close
And have you seen the burning hell,
and do you think that death is not the end?
Do you hold your idols close?
Do you hold your idols close?
I held this one the most
And do you know yourself too well,
And do you think you'd benefit from peace?
I'd have to tell you I do so,
But I held my idols close
I held this one the most
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Feeding off the stream
03:08
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I am only here to see the end,
Wallowing in the self
Caught up in everything that's held out of reach and out of speech
I'd follow your every move, I'd follow your stupid thoughts and desires
Using up the cheapest ways I can relate to you
I am only here to be the wind - weaving through all that's true
Caught up in everything that swells a sense of guilt,
It's like I was built to swallow your every fear,
I'd swallow your stupid thoughts and desires
Using up the richest ways I can relate to you
But I'd still wander through lost lives and colonize their traits
Keep in touch with emptiness, no longer
But I'd still wander through lost lives and colonize their traits
Believe me, the rest hides underneath broken and beat up faces that scream, "When indecision flees, it strengthens your will to lie around and feed off the stream"
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The city is a waste of time,
your better off living life in the woods with some friends -
Growing crops and facing death
No stimuli, no billboard signs - just you and them and cleared minds
And whatever comes your way will feed that waiting ache that caused some difference in the way you see and perceive everything
So fuck them all - it's a useless fight sucking dicks to get by
And I want out of pretending I am something more then you or her
No fashion, no money or cars -
Just you and the task you wage
And whatever comes your way will feed that waiting ache that caused some difference in the way you see and perceive everything
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Chloe's world Canning, Nova Scotia
Chloe's world is the ongoing collaborative recording project of Ryan B - a songwriter and vegetable farmer living in rural Nova Scotia.
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