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letra de break even - ryan kopperud

[verse 1: ryan kopperud]
the dead got me seeing’ green, what you know about the blues?
i know a couple good dudes who googled ‘how to tie a knoose’
but playin’ the game of life, the only way you break the rules is
jump in the ship early, storms are only passin’ through
started at my roots, bordered my solemn moods
so i could build myself a life that now i’m finally scared to lose
h-ll of a year, i missed the lottery numbers
i wonder why they’re all surprised, i barely find slumber
she’s a, cousin of death and i’vе been runnin’ from my end
so i wax philisophic and vomited out a pen
guess i’m an oxymoron tryin’ hard to hold on
never buckle piece of the puzzle, so call us voltron
writin’ songs ’bout feeling we don’t belong
got labeled a misfit, like what was i doing wrong?
had a realization, and maybe it took to long
if they think that you’re different then you’re doing it right, i’m gone

[hook]
no more sad songs, refill your glass
no more deep breaths, scared that you’re last
beat the pain, break even if you can
beat, beat, beat the pain, break even if you can
no more sad songs, refill your glass
no more deep breaths, scared that you’re last
beat the pain, break even if you can
beat, beat, beat the pain, break even if you can

[verse 2: mc lars]
tried to jeopardize the future, but couldn’t cop the ram
tried to spit some sick soliloquies, but that was not the plan
tried to infiltrate the circus but the ringmaster was creepin’
tried to hop inside the lion’s cage at night when they were sleepin’
tried to find some peace of mind but i still feel kind of crazy
got the cabin for a weekend, so i’m bringing up a lady
and she gets that i’m an artist, so everything’s alright
likes the way i tell my stories when i hold her late at night
kiss the pleasures of the flesh, breathe it in, let it go
but i can’t let ’em know that i still draw h-lla slow
like a david lynch movie, strange and so surreal
everything is changing and i don’t know what to feel
tried to incubate the pixel rate, mix sp-ce and time together
felt the universe expanding and it never felt much better
tried to digitize the future as i uploaded the past
but memories on usb were never meant to last

[verse 3: jus rhyme]
militia minded, white swan, dive in
guillotine, godsend, it’s k!lling me, honest
still keepin’ ’em honest with bomb threats promised
this one’s for the children of the corn, watchin’ comets
locked in on the stars in the sky with my conscience
sniper rifle telescope, planets rise, h-lla dope
k!llin’ ’em with every word and verb that i wrote
making mortars on the daily of the players that don’t pay me
say one for the people of the sun, burn the forest
for the people of the ice, bling it for the poorest
making music for the artist, movement starters
breaking rules by making people choose who spits the hardest
spit from the heart it’s my a-order talking
in order for the path to be cast or to walk in
this one’s for the masses blastin’ back at the targets
rebellion from the top and the bottom, get it started

- ryan kopperud

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