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Seeds
04:43
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To him belongs / Unfortunate songs
To carry along / With bruised, broken palms
He feels the dripping water / upon his forehead
The life of martyrs / Is not what he thought
You are big enough / To fend for yourself
But take it in health
'Cause you're not living if you're not dying
And you're not Christian if you're not lying
You are fit enough / To help me along
Whatever I am / Feels crooked and wrong
So pull me along
But you're not living if you're not dying
And you're not Christian if you're not lying
Yourself upon the pavement
For birds to gather
And take to heaven
Feather by feather
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Baby do you want to be friends?
I'm not the kind of guy to pretend with
I love your knotted hair and your skin
You've got a loving smile
And it feels like god must
Speak to you through everything
You are a holy war in a war-torn land
That is centered in misogyny
I love the way you look in the city
And fireworks in your eyes would look pretty
I could take you if you wanted to go
We could have a fucked up party
In a dark cathedral
And no one would have to know it
l'd buy you everything
And a kitchen sink
And you'd like it
Because I got you it
Baby do you want to be friends?
I could learn your outs and your ins
We could dance around this town in a taxi
And on our worse days
We will take our time
And then wrap ourselves in sandwiches
You'll be my mother and my lover
And you'll keep your hands
Inside my hands
Curse this rewind
There's no slow motion
I’m trying to relive
My favorite moments
Don't burn my letters
I wrote em for ya
Don't breathe mysterious
You'll break my ego
With your exhale
Let's be frank
I am a fragile man
But you already know that
Curse this playback
There's no slow motion
I’m trying to relive
My favorite moments
You gave me nothing
If not love
And love's my favorite thing
About anything
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Motion
03:40
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Did you think it would be cool
To break into my school
And teach me how to dance
Just to teach me how to dance
And tell me that it's cool
To break my mother's rules
I want some motion
Constant devotion
I wouldn't break the wound
For anyone but you
I learned a lot about love
By missing out
I've got my doubts
About how
Everybody seems to know just what to do
I've never known and I will never know
It's like when you're a child
And you can't get what you want
You just cry for mom
Sometimes you gotta cry for mom
Everybody cries for mom
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4. |
A Remedy
03:27
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Relax, don't act so fast
We could rewind, we've got the time
It's not that bad to be alone
I'm on my throne and I'm never comin home
If you think you've got a remedy
Then show your bones and bring it to the light
Fate only shines so often and only on the few
Do you know what you should do
Relax, don't act so fast
We could rewind, we've got the time
It's not that bad to be alone
I'm on my throne and I think I've found a remedy
I think I've found a remedy
I think I've found a remedy
I think I've found a remedy
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Nel Gatlin Foley, Alabama
Nelson Gatlin is a musician from Foley AL.
I write songs about things that I am
going through or things that I have been through.
I also produce music under the name AGGRESSOR.
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