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letra de ritual - andrew broder / crescent moon

[verse]
since the smoke won’t clear, windows don’t open
doors don’t shut, dial tone’s broken and
everything look right at home
throw my chains to the great unknown
words to the beat like flesh to the bone
you can tell that through my tone
pull a fast one, right out from under me
punk the p-ssion, burn down the company
get down, f-cker, i ain’t playing ’round
plug your eyes, you can still hear the same sound
high treason, high treason, i’m leaving
mark my last breath, i’mma die breathing
bone dry season, capture the land
we all stand shook with a gl-ss full of sand just lean, back
nah, that’s too far, y’all fell out the track
the crack in the grill’s just, askin’ to spill
i’m running in place like a rat on a wheel
chasing my tail, casting my line
chewing my nails and biding my time
i gathered my goods, gave all i could
popped my hood and was gone with the driftwood
i sent my thanks to the thankless
down at the bank with, making big moves and arrangements
i’ll make you famous, i’ll make you fade to black
with the backroad faces, here’s one for the ages
yeah, here’s one for the ages
outta time, outta body, our ritual never changes

[outro]
feels like we been here, feels so ritual
language is familiar, movement is habitual
feels like we been here, feels so ritual
language is familiar, movement is habitual
feels like we been here, feels so ritual
language is familiar, movement is habitual

- andrew broder crescent moon

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