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Children of Dirt
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I had read that I had died
RIP to me, but in truth they fed you lies
Everything you see is an optical illusion and I'm about to prove it to stop all the confusion
Pre-Chorus
Hold up, hold up, wait a minute
Hold up, hold up, wait a minute
Hold up, hold up, they just did it
Hold up, hold up, they don't get it
Hold up, hold up, wait a minute
Hold up, hold up, wait a minute
Hold up, hold up, they just spin it
Hold up, hold up, they just give in
Verse 1
When the truth is an option, Bane took over Gotham
Promising you freedom, haters wanna stop him
Cold season, whole reason, speaking out of both sides
Lying to your face while they're screaming out it's "No lies!"
Gaslighting, don't believe canaries in the coal mine
That's pyrite, have you seen the glimmer when the gold shines?
The times right, bend the knee they teach you how to toe lines
Staring at the sun until you go blind
That's a blind spot, show you fake nostalgia like it's time hop
Same shit, different name, DTE to Pine Knob
Coming soon, breaking news, let's go to a live shot
Blood shot, eyes bleeding looking like a Fly God
Put the kibosh on the truth, let the lies talk
Let 'em loose, like motherfucker why not?
Let 'em loose, like motherfucker why not?
Pre-Chorus
Chorus
Let 'em loose, let 'em loose
Tell the motherfucking truth
Verse 2
Let 'em loose, let 'em loose, check the story on the news
Got nothing to prove when there's no burden of proof
And it's poof, out the window when you're searching for the truth
And it's certain to assume when a serpent's in the room
Different versions emerging, pulling back that curtain
Turncoating, check the burn notice, been alerted
The guns in the river so the truth's to be determined
Leaking and lurking, deceit and coercion
It's the Children of Dirt, watch 'em pillage the earth
One hand is waving hello, the other's stealing your purse
Out there in plain sight, you're watching villains at work
Not even trying to hide, they're not concealing The Turn
They never show you The Prestige
Lead you on, on and on, no magic in the weeds
And it's easy, they don't even need you to believe
Cuz the truth is you know and you choose to be deceived
Pre-Chorus
Chorus
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No Place is Safe
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Strangers
01:45
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Wendigo
02:42
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People
02:42
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Singapore, MI
03:24
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Gin Soaked Boy
03:41
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Dizzy Spells
03:03
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Look Alive
02:51
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I Read That I Was Dead
03:19
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Chris Orrick Detroit, Michigan
Chris Orrick is the patron saint of a poisoned world. The blue-collar MC writes spiteful chants for the permanently scarred, death letters for the forgotten, surly hymns for charcoal lungs. Think Bukowski on an eloquent bender, swapping wine for whiskey, a notepad for a glowing LED screen, the race track for the recording booth. These are anthems for the irate, over-educated and under-valued. ... more
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