1. |
All In
03:23
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What if it's my fault
That we confuse inaction with resolve
And what was it all for
If all the debts we thought were paid are not
It feeds that sinking feeling
It feels like all we do is wait it out
And all of this it won't make sense
Until distance plays a part
Because we've learned to distract and we have to realize
It's all in, It's all in...
It's all in the weight of this comfort
And what do you want more
An honest look behind the looking glass
Or maybe a cold war
The kind that reassures it's never won
The choice is most revealing
It simplifies the kind of life we want
And all of this it won't make sense
Until distance plays a part
Because we've learned to distract and we have to realize
It's all in, It's all in...
It's all in the weight of this comfort
It's all in the way that we barter
A little shelter for a bit of power
We try to hold on to this and can't let go
It's all in, It's all in...
It's all in the weight of this comfort
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2. |
Now or Never Enough
03:38
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Echoed last breaths rang through the night
As voices flooded the streets pleading
Equal justice
Maybe this time we'll get it right
Hope it's not another useless fight
Hope it's not another
Wall to run into
Myth to believe
That it's not another dead end
That we're witnessing some actual change
Understanding of these structural pains
That we're proud of all the people that came
And demanded
That it's now or never
Now or never enough
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3. |
Freedom
02:30
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Taking for granted what
We thought could never ever happen
To us
It's just a rainy day
The clouds will separate at some point
They always do, then
We'll do what we want to
We'll sing our songs
Sitting inside for days
Looking for sorts of signs that this time
It's not too late
What could be better than
Crossing the finish line of this one
We'll pop champagne, then
We'll do what we want to
We'll sing our songs
A return to tactile things
Tethered by the thinnest strings, the tension
Hardly holds
Hope to no longer be
Haunted by ghosts of these conditions
We'll bide our time, then
We'll do what we want to
We'll sing our songs
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