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• Artiste: David Berkeley
• Titre: Measure of a Man
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How to measure a man when the cards are in his hand? And what to draw, what to hold? When to fight and when to fold? It'd harder to fold when it seems like all we're told to believe is nothing more than they would conceive. It's nothing more for now. And how to measure a man who thinks God is in his hand? Day of the Dead will dawn. Day of the Dead will dawn. And how to weather a storm and not collapse and not get torn? It seems we're born on the road. Drag the taillights, drag the load. The heaviest load we shoulder when we've closed all the doors. Realize we've lost so much more, realize the war. Before you make up your mind, see who's left behind. Day of the Dead will dawn. Day of the Dead will dawn. And how to measure a man who holds us in his hand? And here's a troubling trade: the pious all get paid. They're handsomely paid. It's how those deals are made to go down. It's dangerous to hold your ground. Dangerous to stay awake. Day of the Dead has dawned. Day of the Dead has dawned. And how to measure a man when he's in the devil's hand?