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It's About Damn Time
03:48
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A blank slate. An open page. Lets try not to replicate.
This is not what you thought it would be. This is what we wanted it to be.
Whats better than nothing? Something. A change and a reason for something new.
Everyone should welcome change. Always hope for the better. Everything in life will wilt and die. Nothing stays fresh forever.
And to not accept that ways can be changed without reason is a bitter shame. You'll wilt and die and be rotten forever.
It's been quite a long lapse in time. We chose to travel down a different line. Everything will be just fine. We broke our mold this time.
A blank slate creates more than a replica of a time when things were right in that moment.
As the years have passed we've come to realize that the path we're traveling on is far more vast.
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Lets Talk About It
02:58
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Talk in circles to determine what direction we should take this in and it was time well wasted. Do we go back to our roots of playing punk rock or should we take it to a place that it has never been?
Instrumental, slow and mellow, a step away from sounding metal, bigger, stronger, meaner, faster, or writing riffs that are a fucking bastard and damn near impossible to learn and master?
Do we walk a less cluttered path? One free of complications, simply just to say we have. Make it easy on ourselves.
Talk is cheap and it's plain to see lets shut our mouths and let what we do speak for itself.
All that came from all that talk is that we found our way back to a place we never left. To our same old god damn tricks.
All that came from all that talk was that we finally found our way back to a place we know too well. To a place we never left.
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Riddles Should Be Fun
03:28
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It's getting older now.
It's getting slower now.
It's getting weaker now.
It's getting sorer now.
It's getting tired now.
It's getting older and weaker and slower now!
It grunts when it sits.
It grunts when it's standing still.
It slurs when it talks.
It sleeps life away.
Take a pill you old bastard!
Tell your lies you old bastard!
Take a nap you old bastard!
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Leaving Shippensburg
07:22
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It's not for us to say. It's your decision to move on in life. There's nothing we can do. We're always here for you. This is not a goodbye tune. Hopefully we'll see you soon.
Not soon enough!
Not gonna lie to you. It fucking hurt the day i watched you drive away.
This is not a goodbye tune. Hopefully we'll see you soon.
Not soon enough!
There's nothing we could say to change your mind and convince you to stay. All that there's left to do is hug it out and say we'll see you soon.
The time has come for you to clear a new path and move on. Our suspicions grew every time we heard you vent.
We built a conclusion from all the things you said.
I think we knew before you knew just what it meant.
You had a different life planned out inside your head.
We heard you loud and clear through all the words unsaid.
You had a different image burned inside your head.
Some things are easier said than done. I'm sure it wasn't easy telling us. No hard feelings or resentment.
Some things are easier said than done. I'm sure it wasn't easy leaving us. No hard feelings or resentment.
We're down a member of our crew now. We cant keep traveling on with only two.
So we're leaving Shippensburg. Maybe someday we'll be back again.
You're leaving Shippensburg. Maybe someday you'll be back again.
We're all leaving Shippensburg...
Anchors up to set sail for a new world. Don't forget that this was once your old home.
Don't forget your old home.
Don't forget we are home.
Don't forget your old home.
Don't forget we're still home.
Looking back in time. All the way back to the starting line. There is nothing i would change. And no two i would rather do this with.
It's been a hell of a ride.
This is not goodbye.
It's see you next time.
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