| 1. The Chariot - Before There Was Atlanta, There Was Douglasville |
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Ten thousand times ten thousand. Walking and marching and running and shoving and pressing on. Step by step, to the grave, marhcing on. You have a...
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| 2. The Chariot - Goodnight My Lady, And A Forever Farewell |
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This horseless carriage leads me home. My hands remain folded. My life reamins a sunday. Brick by brick i built this staircase. Brick by brick i walk...
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| 3. The Chariot - The Bullet Never Lies, And Time Will Prove All Things |
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"Well then, i hope that you receive this letter. I passed by and i saw you. Kicking about in your own blood. Stand, form, grow, are the words i...
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| 4. The Chariot - And Then, Came Then. |
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My will, be ashes and a casket for all i want. The apocalypse, this way comes. So come. Sing this song. Repent kingdom, the end is here and it won't...
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| 5. The Chariot - The Company The Comfort The Grave |
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Walk backwards. Say goodbye to what's right. Understanding what makes this, what makes us, what makes us right. God save this gun slinging...
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| 6. The Chariot - Someday, In The Event That Mankind Actually Figures Out What It Is That This World Revolves Around |
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Someday, In The Event That Mankind Actually Figures Out What It Is That This World Revolves Around, Thousands Of People Are Going To Be Shocked And...
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| 7. The Chariot - Yellow Dress Locked Knees |
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Making your way to the front of a crowded room. Pointing. Life; make mine clean, and sing wide, sweet chariot. Perfection, done right. Puedes desirme...
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| 8. The Chariot - Die Interviewer |
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This world is a stage. Broken bones, no regrets. This world is a stage and everyone seems to have their opinion. Stick around, stay for a while. I am...
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| 9. The Chariot - If Wishes Were Horses, More Beggars Would Ride Them |
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A bullet to the sun. Erase everything we have done. Please, like a theif, won't you come? Put an end to all this fun. I will see you in a Broadway...
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| 10. The Chariot - Dialogue With A Question Mark |
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Dancing around, into the isle and into the yard. Yes, we are practicing for war. Beg for your face. Beg for your fingertips. The request; the...
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