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Boxes
05:03
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He said girls don’t mean what they say
He said call me anytime but has not picked up in 3 days
and I’d like to think I can take a hint
so I’ll take your silence for what it is
She asks if I’ve done this before
I said a few times, she says I could use a couple more
That my nervous hands read inexperience
That she’ll show me love with an iron fist
So sure, I’ve got something to prove
but I don’t know if it’s to me or you
Validate the boxes that they create around us
I swear it’s a cage
I’ll never be man enough for you
to see me the way that I do
and I’ve been chasing the end of some rainbow
until I stopped and asked if it was real
And I’ll never see myself as more than a boy and you’ll call me your girl
And I’ll bite my tongue and swallow it whole
You said I should be used to being uncomfortable
He said I have no room to complain
If I just tried a little harder to look and act that way
and in the morning when I put on my face
I’m deciding which role I’m gonna play
I’ll cut off my arms and legs to fit inside of boxes
that were never made for me
What is the price to assimilate
So I can sit inside a coffin until I rot away
I will tear myself apart with these two hands
I’m just trying to find my place between opposing ends
Between two opposing ends
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John's Song
04:25
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Well, John says he's gotta go to work
said he saw it on TV
And he got this pearl of wisdom
between the scheduled programming
Well, John says he's got an obligation to his country
said he's gonna go out and join the military
He said, "freedom isn't free"
and something about the statue of liberty
but I think he saw it on TV
Well, John says he's got an obligation to his family
said he's gonna go out and he's gonna get married
He's gotta pass on his daddy's name
because if he didn't, it would be a shame
and we know he wants a son, but I hope his daughter's okay.
And when it's late at night and white suburbia is tucked in tight
John lays awake with a wandering mind
He thinks about his existence
He thinks about Jesus Christ and all of his time
And in the middle of the night,
he hears a voice from the back of his mind
"If you work for a living, why do you work yourself to death?"
Well, John says he's gotta go to work
said he saw it on TV
and he's got an obligation to his economy
He said, "freedom isn't free"
but I think he saw it on TV
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Hey, It's Just Business
03:59
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Wish we knew then what we know now
then maybe we wouldn't have burned
through all the oil, cut down the trees,
poisoned the soil, killed everything
and this lifestyle is mass produced
a plastic smile shrink-wrapped for you
and it was made very far away
by young small hands earning cents a day
and toxic waste, it runs downstream
but you don't care about the things that you cannot see,
it's powered by our aching feet
the price of convenience will be our defeat
Where is your god now? Your holy machine.
Big Business never cared about you or me.
Extinction is permanent and plastic never leaves.
We've dug ourselves in deep.
When the topsoil is gone
and we've caught all the fish at sea
they'll remember that you can't eat your money
but hey, it's just business, isn't it
and I hope that they are proud of what we've become
look at what they've done
I could wash the oil clean from my hands
but still taste exhaust in my lungs
I, too, burn gasoline.
I am no better than anyone
but life is bought and sold with a copyright stamp on it
while they debate the rights to my own uterus
Where is your god now? Your holy machine.
Big Business never cared about you or me.
Extinction is permanent and plastic never leaves.
We've dug ourselves in deep.
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Stay Sharp
03:59
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He bet all his money away tonight
Was that bluff worth losing your sense of pride?
He's drinking like he wants to die
"the usual, whiskey on ice."
Come home to the family and the wife
Pent up frustrations come out in the night
but he's not usually like this
no, "he's really a nice guy."
And we both know that you'll pay the price
if foods not ready when he arrives.
Sharpen the knife.
And you can't help but think
that blade in your hand.. "oh, it feels so nice"
and you try your best to shake these violent thoughts from your mind.
"This is the last time."
And I don't know if what you did was right
sometimes it comes down to fight or die
but you can't help but think that power in your hands.. "it feels so nice."
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Ludlow Portland, Oregon
Combining elements of grunge, emo, and folk, Ludlow has developed a reputation for delivering heavy hitting breakdowns,
dynamic vocals, and emotive lyrics that explore the struggles of the human experience in the modern age.
After multiple self-produced releases, their first studio album, "The Dissent" continues to deliver a cathartic combination of self reflections and pointed social commentary.
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