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Carried Away
03:34
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Day by day
week by week,
still waiting for
my mind’s defeat
(through) troughs and crests,
(through) thick and thin
Against the wall
I won’t give in
Sometimes I think
That I’m (solely) to blame
For all the pain we’ve dealt and felt
But that’s too unkind to myself
I’m hunkered down;
The storm comes in
The levels rise
It’s sink or swim
I can’t erase
The deep malaise
The look on their faces
When I said what I said
I lose myself
I sacrifice it all
I get carried away
I get carried away far from you
Inching back,
regaining strength,
But like a toxic tidal wave...
crashing down I explode
Ruins in my wake
I get carried away
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2. |
Ida
03:46
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3. |
You Got It
03:16
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You’ve got your frail dreams,
You’ve got your fake smile
You’ve got most everything
You need to sleep at night
But there’s a problem now
A filthy emptiness
beneath the satin sheet,
Is there an end to this?
YOU, just breed the…
YOU, just want the...
YOU, just feed the…
YOU, just fuck the…
YOU, just pray for…
YOU, just live for…
YOU, just kill for…
YOU, just beg for…
You’ve got your little screen
That tells you what to think
You’ve got your loving sheep
Your loyal following
You’ve got your clean sheen
inside you’re crumbling
YOU, just breed the…
YOU, just want the...
YOU, just feed the…
YOU, just fuck the…
YOU, just pray for…
YOU, just live for…
YOU, just kill for…
YOU, just beg for...
Anything that the heart desires,
It can have for a price
Everything that man acquires
Brings him closer to the grave
YOU, just breed the…
YOU, just want the...
YOU, just feed the…
YOU, just fuck the…
YOU, just pray for…
YOU, just live for…
YOU, just kill for…
YOU, just beg for…
Anything that the heart desires,
It can have for a price
Everything that man acquires
Brings him closer to the grave
You’ve got career goals
your daddy’s helping hand
So special, you’ve been told
You’ll get what you deserve
You’ve got your phony friends,
You’ve got your fancy clothes
You’ve got your “new lease”
And yet you’re so alone
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PIPES New York
Born in 2014 in a roach-infested NYC apartment, PIPES was the creative outlet for longtime songwriting partners, Ray & Jordan. With Sab slapping the skins with unforgiving force, the trio released Knife Massage shortly after the three friends found themselves back in the same city. After a long hiatus, Ray and Jordan have resurrected PIPES in year 2020 with a few aural surprises in store... ; ) ... more
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