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• Artiste: Swearin'
• Titre: Dogpile
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Racking up the salt to feed desire From the bottom of the dogpile Trying anything at all For the first time in a long while Staring in the mouth clean it out Breathing the second hand opinion Weathering in our rusted hand[?] [?] distractions We can let me in My senses trust not going where I've been Try to find a light to leave behind Riding the railing of the sideline What exhumes me from the wire Does nothing hold you in the meanwhile Living between gaps of sunken trams And empty over-stimulation Where is middle on the map What is the change without a nation If you can let me in By pure dumb luck I've gotten where i'm going Try to find a light to light to leave behind Try to find a fire the bakes the eyes Most people [?] time What the hell is happening with mine