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Inverse
03:32
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Stopped the tracks, prolly ‘cause I looked behind
On careless days, something switched in our lives
And I wonder, If it’s all in my imagination
And I wonder, If I’m gonna be entertainment
You always say it back
Always say it back softly
Yeah
I’ll wash your back, if you promise to scratch mine
And I’ll watch the sky, sunset fills my eyes
As I wonder, if it’s all in my imagination
And I wonder, if I’m gonna be entertainment
You always say it back
Always say it back softly
Yeah
Civilized, even in the face of aging
When culture dies, then they’ll burn the pages
And I’ll wonder, if it’s all in my imagination
If it’s all in my imagination
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2. |
My Machine
04:11
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How works inside, I thought I knew
Sad that this time it’s not something new
Believed I’d trumped, all that I feared
Exactly what, I had seared
Into my mind on that fateful night
Where I sat on my, my bed and sighed
Sure that I’d get over it, but just to come to find
That it’s not a game, it’s not even mine
News to me
Comes rushing from, the depths of my
Of my mind, I cleaned it well
Thought you could tell, but I’m slipping up
Guess it was a game, guess I’m fucking up
It’s all too long, to just despair
I can’t believe, it’s happenin’
Where have I come, where will I go
What is for me, what others sow?
News to me
This is news to me
Oh this is news to me
News to me
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3. |
Less like Heaven
03:26
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Help we’re overboard, throw down another oar
See so many fish, float come back to it
Yeah
Feels less like heaven, out here
Out here at sea
Stumble to a beach, skin is getting weak
Fighting through the bends, tried to save my friends
No
Feels less like heaven, out here
I said it feels less like heaven
What I do miss, was beforehand
When I felt love, and was on land
Those that stayed behind
Have this piece of mind
Go
Yeah GO
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Moonshine
03:04
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Anyway, I turn the cogs
I find a place, that’s rusted off
I bet it hurt, falling down
Hum and bump, my shit around
Turn it up, it’s not a race
I’m thinking ‘bout the things that I’m gonna break
Anyway, the day starts
I know my place, with fake parts
Pack it on, my loads light
Live alone, enjoy life
Turn it up, it’s not a race
I’m thinking ‘bout the things that I’m gonna break
When I’m coming down
My machine’s been on for days
My machine
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5. |
Time is our Worst Enemy
03:36
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To the sky, why don’t you ever bring it down?
I’ve seen the eye, I guess it only draws a crowd
From those below
Whisk me by, heard the engine coming in
Seasons dry, noticed it since I was ten
I tried to find, patterns in the things way before my time
Before my time
I found time is our worst enemy
Time is our worst enemy ya know
And it’s not right, it’s not right to come around
To see how, to see how it’s going down right from above
Right from above
Time is our worst enemy
Will always be, that’s how it is
I guess that makes, me and my bed friends
We’ll sleep and say, that we prefer night
It’s over now
It’s over now
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The Fills Norman, Oklahoma
The Fills are an American rock band from Norman, Oklahoma. Formed in 2018, the band is comprised of singer/guitarist Lorenzo Brown, guitarist Walker Sacco, bassist Richard Capps, and drummer Evan Eisenmenger.
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