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  • Raise up the anchors and seal up the cracks
  • Self hate and microphones, we'll re-trace the maps
  • A beat up guitar and an amp I got for free
  • I compile blurred still frames from the blacktop seas
  • Weary bodies can't rest
  • We keep on moving
  • With a ringing in my ears and dust in my blood
  • With an empty wallet and a hungry soul
  • I don't have much to show, but I've got some stories to tell
  • College towns and apartment floors
  • We repeat nocturnally and leave out the backdoor
  • We fight like brothers and party like thieves
  • Excess and irony, alcohol and trees
  • Weary bodies can't rest
  • We keep on moving
  • With a ringing in my ears and dust my blood
  • With an empty wallet and a hungry soul
  • I don't have much to show, but I've got some stories to tell

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