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The Club With No Name

from Alamort by Ducking Punches

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Tread Lightly, Speak Dearly.
Four words that have wormed their way into my heart,
Sleep Nightly, Think Clearly.
My broken brain struggles with holding that down.

I never said thank you, but I always looked up.
To those that were there for me when I was growing up.
Here's what I took from that...
It's OK to lose and don't skate the mini ramp with holes in your shoes.

The paint was getting yellow from all of the smoke,
Smiles plastered these walls from all of our jokes.
We lost a lot of friends along the way
A puritan nihilist remembers all our mistakes.
Late into the night there'd be people sparked out.
We'd hold each other tight, never threw in towel
You mouthed out those words we heard them clear as day.
Well, brother keep smiling, this is how history is made.

I never said thank you, but I always looked up.
To those that were there for me when I was growing up.
Here's what I took from that...
It's OK to lose and don't skate the mini ramp with holes in your shoes.

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from Alamort, released February 16, 2018

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- Lockjaw Records
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- Aaahh!! Real Records
real-records.co.uk
- Front Room Records
www.frontroomrecords.co.uk
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