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High Horse
04:43
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You can smile all you want, pretend this just doesnt count
but all the answers I need are in your handshake
If I even get that or even a genuine laugh, I just cant hide my disdain over your distaste
And if that scowl that you wear could serve as self defense, Id hate to be the poor shmuck that tried to rob you.
I may not be that guy that puts a dent in your frown, but lets see if that Prince in the jukebox will do the trick
Broken pieces of a life you once lived
Now youve got nowhere to turn
Dont beat yourself up, youve got so much to give
You just dont seem to give a shit
I hope those friends that you made will pick you up when it counts
Or will they just guide your sights through shots of whiskey
Do they listen at all, or do they just wait to talk
Even a broken record remains consistent
Broken pieces are all that remain
Now youve got nowhere to turn
Dont beat yourself up, you cant take all the blame
You still dont seem to give a shit
Every path you walk down and every bridge that you burn
Is a potential comrade full of shameless admiration
All our difference aside, I know its just an act
So please step out from behind your false opinions
Broken pieces of your life can be fixed
Gives you endless ways to turn
Dont beat yourself just dont act like a kid
Stop pretending that you dont give a shit
by Mitch Jordan
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Superior
04:41
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Step into the square. If you expect to survive in this combat I would think again!
Learn your lot in life. If you can set aside your pride you may find ultimate satisfaction
Step into the square. If you expect to survive in this combat I would think again!
Learn your lot in life. If you can set aside your pride you may find the ultimate!
The archway points to your young lady
Her love is there to help you survive
No tricks will win her over
Witness a superior force come alive
Take all the cover you can. If you get caught tryin to cover your tracks, she'll leave you dead where you stand.
Look inside yourself. If its all worth a damn brother there's no struggle that you cannot withstand.
(Repeat)
The archway points to your young lady
Her love is there to help you survive
No tricks will win her over
Witness a superior force come alive
Step into the square. If you expect to survive in this combat I would think again!
Take all the cover you can. If you get caught tryin to cover your tracks, she'll leave you dead where you stand!
by Mitch Jordan
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Release
03:48
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Ive been out in front. Ive been caught hiding. Ive drank a lot of things that I didnt need.
This place is closed. Your mind is racing, but the conscious choice is never ever what you see.
So please, take my grip out of the picture
Everything is hazy, this feeling is just what I paid for.
I cant break this habit, its got such a crippling hold on me
Cuz it takes a pure soul to help me see
There is still a light. Whether I want to admit that youre right.
This cant be all we do to get by
I let down my guard, we saw a chance. Its all routines of a fool.
Your persuasive ways says our bond would strengthen. You act as if theres nothing in this world thats new.
Then weeks go by, and youre not around, but your letters, there never enough.
Wish I could take it all back, I knew what Id found, but we didnt know shit, cuz were just to proud to admit the truth
That theres still a light. Whether I want to admit that youre right.
This cant be all we do to get by.
by Mitch Jordan
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Patience/Conflict
03:09
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No one ever stood their ground from running.
You roll with the punches.
My chin can only take so many, before I let you take any chances.
The look in your eyes couldnt be more anxious.
Everybody looks so uneasy
My bet is that you couldnt find the patience.
Your bubbling lips are so reassuring
Were not doing eachother any favors. Im not trying to hear your shitty wager.
Id rather just idly watch you tear yourself apart.
If I catch one look, it wont be any picnic
Its not worth your dignity
So quit pacing from side to side like a goddamn caveman
And you might just save yourself another defeat.
My time and worth's not measured in stitches.
I refuse to lose any teeth.
Sometimes the best to do would be to just move past it
Or youll squander any decency underneath.
Were not doing anyone any favors. Im not trying to feed your bullshit behavior.
Save your grief, and spare me the amateur routine.
by Mitch Jordan
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Turnin' Tricks
03:40
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Aint no damn fool can dance past me.
Aint no damn square can dance past this beat.
Youve got to believe.
Its got a hold on you, its got a hold on me.
Lets see your two-step move towards me.
Shake it up and down. Feel yourself move easily.
Youve got to be free.
Its got a grip on you. Youve got your sights on me.
Lay down some licks for me baby. Turnin' tricks for you IS WHAT I DO.
You cant escape my clutches baby.
You are my groovy boogy fantasy. So come along with me.
This floor it is our canvass, lets paint the town tonight.
We'll twist and turn till our hearts content if you so desire.
Its got a grip on you. Its got a grip on me now baby.
CUT
You cant escape my clutches baby. You are my groovy boogy fantasy.
Its got a grip on, on you, on me
by Mitch Jordan
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