Текст песни No Sides - Bad Books
Draw
your
five
short
breaths
and
pretend
it's
meditation
Shower
head
higher
power
give
me
patience
Make
me
nobody's
robot
make
me
nobody's
slaughtered
lamb
Delivery
me
from
evil
and
open
me
as
best
you
can.
Playin
cracked
guitar
for
the
Boston
Occupation
Get
your
blindfold
drift
aimed
and
endless
destinations
Watch
the
wake
and
assembly
leave
principled
righteous
lives
With
your
heartbeat
through
set
cement
honored
to
be
here
guys.
See
it's
a
slow
crawl
and
a
new
wave
And
if
you
feel
small,
don't
babe
Whenever
you're
alone
you're
not
You
wait
in
line
so
I
can
finish
conversations
Straighten
out
the
stories
and
edit
out
the
faces
You're
lost
in
the
file
when
the
cashier
catches
your
eye
Summon
up
a
smile,
come
back
to
earth
and
mumble
"hi
hi
hi"
And
it's
connected
on
a
timeline
It's
a
circle,
no
sides
At
the
same
point
where
it
starts
it
stops.
Out
on
the
back
lot
you
wanted
for
nothin
You
sat
with
your
hands
full,
the
future
was
open
A
dreamt
southwestern
sky
A
moon
drenched
island
night
A
new
born
day
awake
and
alive.
Now
it's
a
nightclub
with
a
guest
list
And
oh
oh,
bad
news
kid
Who
ever's
gettin
in
we're
not
So
let's
start
up
our
own
just
us
Where
anything
we
need,
anything
we
need
Anything
we
need
we've
got.
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2 No Reward
3 Forest Whitaker
4 It Never Stops
5 Pyotr
6 Friendly Advice
7 No Sides
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9 42
10 Lost Creek
11 Ambivalent Peaks
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