God bless
Whatever is left
To those of us
undone
Burned in and out
Loaded anxieties
You get whatever is left of me
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30 for 30
Lines across a paper
Memory
We can’t go back
We can’t go back
We can’t go back
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You can’t
Change what you know
It’s all of these loaded roads
Loaded thoughts
Loaded shots
——-
Get it out
Move forward
The next thing will be
The next level will be
You will
We will
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And these thoughts
Wrap around my mind
Like echoes from a weather siren
After the desolation
There in the quiet
You can’t fight it
But it’s a shadow
Six strings down
Under anxiety
Cursed words
We couldn’t understand
But it cuts deep
There in the end
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God bless
Whatever is left
To those of us
undone
Burned in and out
Loaded anxieties
You get whatever is left of me
———///
30 for 30
Lines across paper
-E
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