Oh, There's Legwork by None More Black from album Loud About Loathing
Duration : 3 minutes & 17 seconds.
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I don't belong singing these anthems
This fever is cunning, deadly, it's running
Straight for the exit, detoured through my veins
Telling me to get the fuck out
I don't recall how it all started
I tripped on a bass line, now my guitar screams
Loud about living, loud about love
Loud about loathing myself
When all is said and done
When all we've said, we've done
I've howled at the moon, been sick by the sunrise
I've taken abuse from those who've have no right
Conducting the violins playing my song
These things that I choose require opinion
Demand satisfaction, commercial reaction
I'll just keep on moving, losing every thread
Tied to the place I call home
When all is said and done
When all we've said, we've done
We are the brand new beatniks
We are the down-and-outers
We are the beating hearts
Beating syncopated, broken rhythm
Our speed is often breakneck
We need to slow it down
Tired of being sleepless
Tired of being broken, broken
