Midnight
19 Plays
•15 Sep 2019
Midnight, pondering the gist of the fistfight cause it’s all in the meat of the insight So as I wonder and wander through hills with two broken headlights These hills ain’t been silent for a minute So might as well just hand out my hindsight Cause to reinvent the will you need new angles Used to believe in angels but faith fades away And our nation got five fingers on the iron ore And the oil and the fear of other middle country lore And the face in the mirror that’s feeding them more Sick of the beef and the Violence and War Mandating samples of freedom and then showing them gore Still hating where I am, laying on the floor, and If it’s to go, then, I want some more
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Midnight, pondering the gist of the fistfight cause it’s all in the meat of the insight So as I wonder and wander through hills with two broken headlights These hills ain’t been silent for a minute So might as well just hand out my hindsight Cause to reinvent the will you need new angles Used to believe in angels but faith fades away And our nation got five fingers on the iron ore And the oil and the fear of other middle country lore And the face in the mirror that’s feeding them more Sick of the beef and the Violence and War Mandating samples of freedom and then showing them gore Still hating where I am, laying on the floor, and If it’s to go, then, I want some more
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