I'm Only Riding This Storm

Whether the palms are too sweaty and the knuckles wont let me

My fists will stand

Upon the broken limp arm attached to the beating young heart

That sketches freehand

Whether I'm not ready for new rains mixed with peoples complaints

I can wear my coat

And when the walls fall down upon damp planted new grounds

I won't let them float

I'll let them grow 

Then let them be

I'll teach them lessons

Blind or if they see

Cause I'm only one man and I got many of lives...I need to form.

Yeah I'm only riding this storm

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When the days get numbered with places so awkward

We may shape our lands

And when we pitch to one another helping folks like they're brothers

We lose the commands

And when we sit back and stare at the plains so dam bare

We want our fun

So we get our drunken men to command  and say when

They say first get their Shit done

People stumble around

They take the crap

That the world inherits

Knell on your kneecaps

Cause our beliefs make them money so we can't let them...Make the norm.

Yeah I'm only riding this storm

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Now she knows what she thinks and doesn't know what she wants

Buts she's used to it

And she'll open up her head and put the babys back to bed cause she's

Happy, Starlit

She found herself a guy who witty and spry and she

Made some disputes

But they found a way through times by ringing certain chimes and they

Had a white dress and black suit

Now she promised him

She had nothing to lose

But after this day

Their lives became fused

They made along with the formula of life...Thats pretty lukewarm.

Hey their riding this storm

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This kid was a pure one and would stay immature one

For the rest of his days

But he got a little older more adventurous and bolder

Campfires ablaze

Now this guy so dam spry fought to the ground with black eyes

He's happy enough

But he saw bigger things with textbooks and football rings

So he got pretty tough

Now his path's gotten lost

Somewhere along the tracks

He left for the outside

Fits in a tattered knapsack

He needs a girl by his side to sleep in her neck everynight....Keep her warm.

Hey he's riding the storm

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Now the attenders walk insult and move

They want you to conform

Along their own paths like they got nothing to lose

They live in tightened swarms

They don't need boots on, go out barefoot so you may....Completely freeform.

Hey were all a part of this storm

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ML