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There you are hogging the front page,
Drawing blanks when thinking of sinâs wage,
If everyone has fallen short, some humbleness is overdue,
If I wish your face got stabbed, will I be just as bent as you?
Thereâs a chip thatâs on my shoulder sucking us into quicksand,
The temperature is getting colder, a backwards ticking second hand
There you go bullying again,
Stealing the spotlight from better men,
If God is love you got it wrong waving all your placards and flags,
The very fact that youâre alive says God must also love douchebags
Thereâs a chip thatâs on my shoulder sucking us into quicksand,
The temperature is getting colder, a backwards ticking second hand,
Thereâs a chip thatâs on my shoulder sucking us into quicksand,
The temperature is getting colder, a backwards ticking second hand
And the only saving grace we only ever need speak of,
If ever thereâs a question the answer is to love, the answer is to love
Thereâs a chip thatâs on my shoulder sucking us into quicksand,
The temperature is getting colder, a backwards ticking second hand,
Thereâs a chip thatâs on my shoulder sucking us into quicksand,
The temperature is getting colder, a backwards ticking second hand
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- Electric Boogaloo
- All The Hype That Money Can Buy
- Quantity Is Job 1 EP
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- The End Is Near
- The End Is Here
- Upbeats & Beatdowns
- It Was a Dark and Stormy Night
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- Quantity Is Job 1
- Proof That the Youth Are Revolting
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