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The Max Levine Ensemble
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Thrash Mt. Towson
As slowly as we're dying
I'm gonna make a fucking racket
I'll see the clocks crash from the walls
Before I watch their hands tick slowly backwards
When we keep quiet, it keeps us up at night
When we don't scream we feel fucking paralyzed
It ebbs and swells and we're trying like hell
Just to let it out
So when tonight I skate and fall
Then the asphalt will mean that much more to me
I'll let my skin scraped up and bleeding
Consecrate a pact with the fucking concrete
Though the concrete's harder, we push through all of it
We see this world but we feel so far from it
And with our hands, find we can take back a small part of it
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A part of it
A part of it
And then a thousand fucking saints
Will try to tell you what your life's like
And everyone's an expert right? Uh huh
We keep our heads up and tread
Through this mess of a mess of a world that we live in
When you wear your politics like its the gospel to your holy religion
You make a decision, tell me what do you do? Ah tell me
OK Smartypants, what do you do when you get bored?
What do you do with your boredom?
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