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Leviathan
04:25
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Leviathan comes for me
Nothin’ on earth like iron sea
Leviathan comes for me
Leviathan’s after me
Fishhook tongue on a rope and tree
Leviathan’s after me
The blackest row of bronze
Behind you
What are you afraid of?
The sword ain’t easy - will it speak to you?
Behind you
What are you afraid of?
Leviathan’s comin for me
Undersides too over deep
Leviathan’s comin for me
Leviathan asks for me
Tell him I’m weary I’m goin’ to sleep
If Leviathan asks for me
The blackest row of bronze
Behind you
What are you afraid of?
The sword ain’t easy - will it speak to you?
Behind you
What are you afraid of?
Leviathan comes for me
Nothin’ on earth like iron sea
Leviathan comes for me
Leviathan’s after me
What do you want from it, honestly?
The leviathan’s after me
The leviathan’s after me…
...What are you afraid of?
…What are you afraid of?
...What are you afraid of?
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Chief of Pennsylvannia
05:03
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You don't have fun to corporalize
You run back up there livid and dry
Your throne, young Mountain Thunder
The sun died empty over your head
Today it came but yesterday said
Your throne, young Mountain Thunder
Hush down the dial to the darkside
Mark my staggering thumb
Daggers have done what they please
What they please
You're the Chief
You're the Chief now
The reconstruction burns it away
Every 18 you want him to say
“Your throne, young Mountain Thunder”
Hush down the dial to the darkside
Mark my staggering thumb
Daggers have done what they please
What they please
You're the Chief
You're the Chief now
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For
04:07
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Grab the keys
When the whip-poor-will calls
To the inconvenient store
Driving me up the burgundy walls
I can’t take no more
It’s hard to shake
The feelin is unforgiven
As I start to take
Whatever it was I came here for
Laugh at me
When it’s my afternoon
Ain’t the richest way to say hi
Grabbin at me like I’m mad at the moon
I can’t answer why
It’s hard to shake
The feelin is unforgiven
As I start to take
Whatever it was I came here for
It’s the bad information
At the corner of the truth
It’s the sad acclimation
To the people that you knew
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G
04:50
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Cold cuts for a cause
Sleepin on cellophane butts and mummy gauze
You lie there till you get paid
Throwin up under a hybrid Escalade
Cash flows in capital tears
Daddy makes sure that dollar don't disappear
'Cause he's a real man
A wholesale tycoon
Property digs from Brook Park to the moon
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I tripled the dream
It might suffice to say
I got carried away
I see what you mean
What planet am I on?
It's dying on the lawn
Ain't it just too much
Ain't it just too much
Like '79
The wasted suit and tie
The smoke machine was dry
She'd dance for a dime
She's shakin down the floor
They're beggin at the door
Ain't it just too much
Ain't it just too much
I ain't ready yet
Ain't it just too much
It's hard to believe
This harsh and sudden light
It can't be Monday night
A new destiny
I'm just too young to die
I'm not too young to try
I ain't ready yet
I ain't ready yet
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