1. |
Bucketful Of Soul
05:48
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Got a vision of ambition
That kept me up in a day dream,
Gone 1am.
Even from inside
I can see that this pipe is splitting
At the welded seams.
Put the means to use instead of suffering all this abuse
Deceiving simplicity of the choice we have to choose
Even my own little world isn't perfect
Fingertips grip on reality
My hands are still shaking
My thoughts come out aching
From the back of my brain
I'm scared of the drugs but they seem to be working
Suspended my mind in the water i'm floating
While you keep on talking, my feet start walking
Back to where I began
My soul in a bucket
Timing inconvenience
Keeps distance slowing progress
And losing hope
This will not work unless there is momentum
Get out at the other end
Put the meaning to use before it comes loose
All else burns out back until we get through
Even my own little world isn't perfect
Fingertips grip on reality
My hands are still shaking
My thoughts come out aching
From the back of my brain
I'm scared of the drugs but they seem to be working
Suspended my mind in the water i'm floating
While you keep on talking, my feet start walking
Back to where I began
My soul in a bucket
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2. |
Seven Drinks
04:27
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Don't call my phone
Don't let it ring
Don't know what it takes
To make you sing
To scold me holds
My hope to bring
I treat the world like it owes me
Everything
Seven drinks with the sinnerman
Seven drinks with the sinnerman
Seven drinks with the sinnerman
Seven drinks with the sinnerman
Don't wanna hit the ground
I'm gonna hit the ground
Oh fuck i hit the ground
I've broken my head
It makes sense to be
An open man
Most senseless men
Lie at the bottom of a can
Most things jacked up
And out of line
Don't look back
When you owe them time
Seven drinks with the sinnerman
Seven drinks with the sinnerman
Seven drinks with the sinnerman
Seven drinks with the sinnerman
Don't wanna hit the ground
I'm gonna hit the ground
Oh fuck i hit the ground
I've broken my head
Hey baby where you going
I'm not happy unless the drinks are flowing
Smoke my cigarette and watch it burn
Too many lessons no time to learn
No praise for the wicked
No time to care
My mama always said I've
Never been all there
Hey baby where you going
I'm not happy unless the drinks are flowing
Smoke my cigarette and watch it burn
Too many lessons no time to learn
No praise for the wicked
No time to care
My mama always said I've
Never been all there
Words cut deep
Don't wanna hit the ground
But not deep enough
I'm gonna hit the ground
I won't beat myself up
Oh fuck I hit the ground
Oh fuck I hit the ground
I've broken my head
I'm broke
I'm broke
I'm broke
I'm broke
I'm broke
I'm broke
I'm broke
I'm broke
I'm broke
I'm broke
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3. |
Five Shots
04:40
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We're faced with murder
The whole world shook
We're faced with murder
Nowhere to look
One young man
Thought he was Gods gift
No surprise
When he gunned down the fifth
Five young girls
Standing in a line
He pop five shots
And the law turned blind
We're faced with murder
The whole world shook
The face of innocence
Didn't play by the book
Pissed off with a pistol
He's got one bullet left
Playing for keeps
Oh what a fucking mess
Five young girls
(No retribution)
Standing in a line
(For their execution)
He pop five shots
And the law turned blind
He's not on the level
His mind has gone
Taken by the Devil
He's going home
Taken by the Devil
He's gonna stand trial
(He's gonna stand trial)
He's gonna stand trial
(He's gonna stand trial)
He's gonna stand trial
(He's gonna stand trial)
Five young girls
(No retribution)
Standing in a line
(For their execution)
He pop five shots
And the law turned blind
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4. |
Sinners & Saints
04:05
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I got my own mind and I got my own right to be free
i don't think you understand what the fuck this old thing means to me
I'm tired of being a soldier for this worthless fighting
Results will come in when my dues have been paid and cleaned
Damn them all
Those sinners and saints
There's one I am
And there's one I ain't
Hurting my pride
Those sinners and saints
I work so hard
But its always too late
I said take my hand
And have mercy on me
I'm just a child
Cos thats just what you see
We all stop lying when theres nothing else to say
Never works when I pray
Stick em up son cos theres nowhere left to run
Better walk away now or we'll leave you to burn in the sun
my mind has been fucked up, struck down with some kind of sin
You never do better than the rest cos we all move as one
Damn them all
Those sinners and saints
There's one I am
And there's one I ain't
Hurting my pride
Those sinners and saints
I work so hard
But its always too late
I said take my hand
And have mercy on me
I'm just a child
Cos thats just what you see
We all stop lying when theres nothing else to say
Never works when I pray
Damn them all
Those sinners and saints
There's one I am
And there's one I ain't
Hurting my pride
Those sinners and saints
I work so hard
But its always too late
I said take my hand
And have mercy on me
I'm just a child
Cos thats just what you see
We all stop lying when theres nothing else to say
Never works when I pray
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Confed. Fred UK
Greetings,
If you are reading this, you have come to listen to (and hopefully buy) the fruits of Confed. Fred's
labour, which I thank you for. More music will come from the trio, but in the meantime, feel free to peruse the social media links. If you would be kind enough to 'Like' and 'Follow' where appropriate, it would be appreciated.
Sincerely,
Frederick
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