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No EQ - Into It. Over It.
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No EQ - Into It. Over It.
[Verse 1]
Born too late
I always find my interests
Remain intact just behind the times
A waste of space
Expired sound and blueprints
But piece by piece, they all fall in line

[Chorus]
To what has been addressed as
My youth in aftermath
It's just like me to recover
One another
I'm another
Impressed by how I've balanced out
Leveled up and laying down
On the concrete beside your house

[Verse 2]
So, can you trace
This distance from me to you, so
I could etch this on my spine?
Replace my face with just a blurry memory
You must be kidding me
My busted mouth
I've come to find, lends creative ways to speak my mind
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