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UnderdogWatching life’s play, / From the nosebleed section. / If I die today,

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Social JusticeWelcome, / Ladies and Gentlemen, / I'm preaching a lesson,

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End a man?End a man? / Sure why not. / Show him to me.

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The Lady of DecemberThe Lady is a month to me, A title and half her name; / Her mask sustains the mystery, the beauty beneath the chains. / The pompous men explain, about Christ in all his passion,

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Sisyphus, My Brother.Sisyphus, my brother. This rock you push is a great weight to bear. It is too much and too little. / What is this Rock? / Sisyphus, my brother. Who can speak to you of toil? Who can claim your lack of will to be your restraint? That same rock to be pushed and rolled for time immortal is all that you have known. The rock is all your focus, all your desire. It is the world to you, in one indifferent globe. You have no thought of food, nor drink, nor rest, or other pleasures of this life. You know only your task and your object. The hill is of no consequence. The days spin past without you taking notice. Time is of no consequence.

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Laughing With ('I Didn't Pray' Remix)I didn’t pray to God in the hospital. / I didn’t pray to God in the jail. / No one’s praying to God when their duty to truth hasn’t failed.

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Eleventh HourI'm fed up with your ten cent love. / **I'm not fed up with trying.** / Don't want more promises to lift me up.

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What Used to BeI used to march past the days, / Now the days march past me. / I used to shape and mold the clay,

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The Serenity of CalamityI heard the great tumult of noise, / Ranging from the hills of Troy, / I head Amnon’s earnest whispering,

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ChancesI've got to ask you, / What is it makes no sense? / You say I've got no chance,

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