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So Much
02:40
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Let's talk about "nothing" — what I feel, what you mean to me, what is real. Let's talk about "everything" — what I am, what you want from me, what's in my hand. So much of nothing can't be everything, but it's what I want. It's all I want from you.
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Shepherd
03:57
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Ovine, quiet, driven tame, a little black sheep, broken, lame. Water and feed me. Watch your fingers. Ruminate — possibility lingers. Slaughter — thick, but not as pure as water. Oh, my keeper, master, drover reap my cover over and over. Still you've lead, while I have followed with malevolence that's been twice swallowed. Slaughter — thick, but not as pure as water.
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Smother
02:19
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Bridle and smother the lives of each other. Put on another face. Seasons change, but they won't change me. Bound and depending, you're always pretending. You're over-bending-back. It takes my time, but it won't take me. Wouldn't. . . couldn't. . . haven't . . . shouldn't. . . didn't. . . don't. . . can't. . . won't. . . never. . . ever. . . no.
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All I Have
02:42
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I'll be your martyr, if you know what I mean. It's no longer worth the smiles in-between. I'll go on anyway. No, I wont turn my head. You can crown me with thorns. He's my brother. I'm the one he adorns with a life of pain, and I'll never forget. I'll be your savior, if you know what I mean. It's no longer worth the life in-between. I'll walk anyway. Yeah, I'll lie on my back. You can drive in the spikes. He's my friend. He can do as he likes, as long as he remembers. Because I'll never forget. I know one must own for another to steal, and I could say, "I'm sorry," for the things I fell, but I no longer apologize for my emotions. Because at this point in my life, their all I have.
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Bridle and smother the lives of each other. Put on another face. Seasons change, but they won't change me. Bound and depending, you're always pretending. You're over-bending-back. It takes my time, but it won't take me. Wouldn't. . . couldn't. . . haven't . . . shouldn't. . . didn't. . . don't. . . can't. . . won't. . . never. . . ever. . . no.
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Pope on a Stick Salt Creek, Colorado
Pope on a Stick is an American heavy metal band from Salt Creek, Colorado that formed in 1992, disbanded in 1997 and were resurrected in 2015.
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