Old Souls

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lyrics

So sick of the medicine can we straight to the root and learn to begin again
I know, we're just souls, floating around in this fish bowl but
I really wanna try and get it right, or maybe we could try another time
Or maybe just find the perfect rhyme with the perfect line with the perfect lines

Hold your breath
While I get this out
I need this now

Step outside with me
It's time to try to believe
If we die trying
At least we lived honestly

So sick of the medicine can I get a here here for the cure again
Clear my eyes/ears/chest/throat again
I hope with all earnesty you can point me to true north again
I'm tired of that back and forth again
The lies of man/the hopes likes sand/the sick demands
I can see it in your eyes as I shake your hand
You want to just use me to further your own plans
Your own dreams
Your own success that has nothing to do with me
That has nothing to do with the truth
It's all your own selfish pursuits
HA
It's all your own desires that will burn away when the fire come
It'll melt away with the firing guns
It'll rise like ash with the morning sun

I'm sorry I know
I've got space to grow
I'm just sick of the push and pull
I think we're old souls
I think we're open caskets
With a stench, nothing to mask it
It's no life if we're dead inside
But I've got nothing to hide

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from Weird World, released June 24, 2017

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