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  • Now We Walk as One

    By 67

    Verse 1:
    Saturday night's fever
    Is coming close to the beginning,
    There are so many stairs,
    And we can hear him breathing.
    Bridge:
    Breathe a little quieter,
    Be careful and watch, because...
    Chorus:
    Now we walk as one,
    (There are so many stairs)
    Or he will hear us come.
    Now we walk as one,
    (There are so many stairs)
    If h...
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  • Free Rhyme

    By Mik Martin

    Flyin through the park
    After dark shredin gnar
    Gettin home from the bar
    Dodge a pokemon kid
    Mash his scooter with
    My Powell peralta
    Kick flip the fire hydrant
    Drink a fourty to the fallen
    But never forgotten
    I let a little out
    Pushin uphill to the spot
    See if anybody was around
    Dust a blunt of some so cal
    Chillin In t...
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  • Dance Your Own Way

    By Phillip Morris

    You re doing it again
    Acting with humility
    Playing the clown, around
    I tell you it won t work with me
    I don t know where you re coming from
    It seems to me you ve done it wrong

    There doesn t appear to be
    The care that once was there
    It s left hanging, hanging
    So high in the air
    I don t know where you re coming from
    It see...
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  • CIRCLE OF TRUTH

    By Ann Trabucco

    (GENRE: SOUL/R&B)
    Verse 1
    Green lights glowing, ’til they locked into red, reputation fell behind, no longer full speed ahead. You turned the corner when your tables flipped, your angles shady — you stayed tight lipped.
    Verse 2
    Thought we understood you — that’s yet to be seen, when things got dirty, you never came clean...
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  • Vestiges

    By James Lee Johnston

    Two more unlit candles
    Glazed evening din upon my head
    Still resound of grievous misgiving:
    Gestate quarrels fluttering for firelight.

    Of this wicked gray, only Hamlet learned well,
    When night, fortune’s mistress, bore him a specter,
    Guarding Cimmerian secrets that dare eclipse
    Your quiet, planted gaze or subtlety of breat...
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