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Umarell
02:55
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UMARELL
Thats what im on pace to be if
All goes well
the mezzanine aint high enough
Mad as hell
Silence is the foundation for
All who dwell
A referee in reverie
I don’t let my hands do all the talking
nature always finds cracks in the caulking
I don’t let my hands do all the talking
These days
Umarell
Skulking ‘round the sales floor waiting
For the bell
Not a word to anyone
hear them yell
Don’t you know that you’re too young to
ever sell
With both arms tied behind your back?
I don’t let my hands do all the talking
nature always finds cracks in the caulking
I don’t let my hands do all the talking
These days
Umarell
Thats what im supposed to be if
All goes well
The roadwork isnt fast enough
same old spell
Creeping out of potholes now I
Stop and dwell
In a different kind of revelry
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Treadmill
04:18
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I want off of the treadmill
Wanna go back home
Wait a long
time for a good time
Is it healthy?
I dont know
Get me
Where do you get me
Chain gang
grinding the wind all day
It’s the habit
Of industry
Steep incline
lapping the comp-a-ny line
In a country
indiscreet
Get me
Where do you get me
I want off of the treadmill
Wanna go back home
Once you’re off of the treadmill
Can you ever climb back on?
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