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Two Foot Grave
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Don't have my computer set up fully for recording, but I wanted to get this rough demo up on here...
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Just me making parodies, a capellas, covers, remixes, and originals...
Well, I was working on two projects. One was with a rap/hip hop label, but things got messed up due to some computer problems and lack of new material, so then I provided vocals for a local punk/metal band. But now I am just setting up my new equipment and getting ready to do my own thing...
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Peak #731
Peak in subgenre #173
Author
Jarrod Saunders
Uploaded
October 03, 2004
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MP3 2.6 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Story behind the song
I thought I missed high school, but I was dead wrong...
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Dormatories forming stories Whispers through the trees Monday Morning wathing Maury But there's no TV In the classes watching masses Set the school to ash Spilling laughing dishing trashing All on your behalf And it a two foot grave That everyone is pissin on And when it caves You'll find the weakness in the strong They'll shout out names Of those who they know should belong Inside that grave Instead of he who did no wrong at all On the weekend comes the bleak end Don't dare close your eyes Devils pretend they are dear friends You don't sense the lies Try to be so modestly A saint who doesn't stray So relieved you start to breathe But dirt has hit your face
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