I grew up inside your mind
Bucket seats behind your eyes
Unquestioned direction was in my feet
I was raised by your machine
Educated by your tv
I never doubted your right and wrong
Our place in this world
Fingers touch my nose
Fingers touch my hair
I cannot work these things when I'm numb and unprepared
These are not my hands
This is not my skin
Does this not feel like someone else we're in
In the classrooms and on the streets
In the textbooks and on tv
These clips were loaded for the public eye
The cops get paid to do what they're told
The state has roots in capital
Capital has interests in itself
The bottom line
Fingers touch my nose
Fingers touch my hair
I cannot work these things when I'm numb and unprepared
These are not my hands
This is not my skin
Does this not feel like someone else we're in
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Hearing this was like discovering Desire, or London Calling for the first time. Derivative yet original, the songs are immediate and the melodies will get stuck in your ear for days. tideracer
Banjo-wielding indie folk outfit drop their fourth full-length studio album of broody ballads and barroom stompers. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 13, 2014