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• Artiste: Brook Pridemore
• Titre: Absolutely Zero Potential
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I'm standing at the party Where all the Dom's long gone And like a vegan grocer I was into food not bombs The rains fell down They kind of felt like rain And now the season's changing There's madness in the air But it feels like only yesterday I cut off all my hair And washed the makeup off Try to let my skin breathe Oh, and months go by like minutes In romantic comedies There's a guy over there And he is waving a gun in my direction And all y'all smile and say "Just goddamn do what he says" And all I can think Is that behind closed doors and broken noses He's doing exactly the same thing to you He's just done to me Oh, and minutes go by like hours When I've forgotten how to breathe And I am from the wayward son With absolutely zero potential Oh, and it's coupled with the best of intent You talk about forever like it's a sentence That escapes you like thunder As if we were both set in stone By someone else's plans A mark and a scar, Festering boil and a cold sore I feel like I've lost my mind But somehow still won the war And now I'm standing at the party Where everything's gone wrong And like a vegan zombie I was into grains not bombs And I wish you were here As the snow fell down like lead And left perfect circle indentations In the tops of our heads