campfire sessions vol. 1

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	1.	sad one out 02:01	lyrics
	we played strong had our game faces on since day one and look where it got us, back to where we came from nothing new here, its the same old boring story i always tell save the dramatics, and you dont have much detail to narrate explaining why through staticy airwaves but the silence is still unresponsive... wearing stern brows but wrinkles is a sign of weakness i cant figure out are we disempowered or just tired of laying down? gotta get rid of the negative feelings growing up isnt as easy as it was when we were young cause now our shoulders touch the ceiling and the appeal has been lost... let the copy cats pay the cost if they mock us with sarcastic material that weve stocked up and never let anyone near you, youre better than ever just look in the rear view, press your face on the glass and try to embrace all the things from the past now lay your hands on the sun you break it as you try to repair the damage youve done dont lose your swing, youre just getting the feel of it id like to see what your drug dealer is dealing with (are we disempowered or just tired of laying down?)