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No Time Flat
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No Time Flat adlı parça {albumName} albümünün bir parçası olarak Triple Crown Records tarafından 10 Mayıs 2005 tarihinde yayınlandıSplit the Country, Split the Street
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Çıkış Tarihi10 Mayıs 2005
FirmaTriple Crown Records
DilEnglish
Melodiklik
Akustiklik
Valence
Dans Edilebilirlik
Enerji
BPM114

Krediler

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Kevin Devine
Kevin Devine
Claps
Chris Bracco
Chris Bracco
Bass
Dan Long
Dan Long
Claps
Mike Skinner
Mike Skinner
Claps
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kevin Devine
Kevin Devine
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Chris Fasulo
Chris Fasulo
Mixing Engineer

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Your skin's in my mouth
But I'm thinking about thousands of things
That don't got your name
So, I'm distant and weird
We stop and you're all ears
But how can I say
"I've just been thinking that it's harder every year
To find excuses that'll keep me in the clear;
The arbitrary lines I impress in the sand
The proof that piles in my trashcan
While the skin on my hands is looking older every day
The lies I've told have turned to leather on my face
The love I've lost has turned to needles in my heart
But I'm to blame for all the bad parts
They're the choices I've made, hey hey."
That's when I turn my face away
And I watch the debates
Till I can't see straight
Take abortion away
And both sides are just the same
So I'm not sure why I vote
Cause I just don't know what difference it makes
It seems to me we get the same shit from them both
Reform don't work; I think it's time we tried revolt
But I don't got the guts to jump up first
So I'll just shout until my throat hurts
And I curse and I curse
At what we fucked up in Iraq
You say support the troops;
I do, I want them all brought back
And every building you bombed raised from the ground
And pull your contractors the fuck out
And if you really go and reinstate the draft
You'll straight away just split the country straight in half
So try arresting everyone who sends their draft cards back;
I'll be returning mine in no time flat
No time flat
No time flat
No time flat
In a sense we're the same
Struggling to save face
It's a question of scope:
How far you're willing to go
To make rights of your wrongs
Despite the risk involved
It's a question of faith
Cause if we wait until we've all been burned to ash
To tell the truth about the shit buried in our pasts
We'll split a taxi to that fire pit way down south
So let's rise up and open our mouths
Cause you remind me that it's harder every year
To find excuses that'll keep me in the clear
The arbitrary lines I impress in the sand
The proof that piles in my trashcan
And if you really go and reinstate the draft
You'll straight away just split the country straight in half
So try arresting everyone who sends their draft cards back;
I'll be returning mine in no time flat
Written by: Kevin Devine
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