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a lot (demo ver 2)

by Sound Bandits

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Floor is vacant, walk away
The furnace flicks with mid malaise
This furniture would burn for days
While barricaded hearts remain
And
Maybe midnight broke today
And error is the the life we craved
Marking memories as unsafe
with the saltiness in your backward gaze

I had a lot of hope
But i guess this is my lot
The old parking lot is close
Can we just sleep there tonight?

Forks in roads and knives at throats
The pressure cooks all things morose
The speaker bombs at the local roast
We beg for bread but we are toast
And down the block where we can’t get through
camera zooms on the recent doom
Watch it pan as the meal is made
Served with lethal lemonade

And this is what life gave me
I guess this is my lot
Walking with a gas can
Whered i park i forgot?

And i was not prepared
They didnt teach this in school
and we are all running scared
like The water of toxic pools

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released January 2, 2024

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