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I'm walking away from it now.
I'm not talking, I wouldn't make a sound.
The rail cars all seem to say,
that to rest here is to rust that way.

The simple life, is it what you crave?
You're of simple mind, you earn a simple wage.
Tip a bottle, suck on a flame,
If you want to, before the daylight fades away.

"Everything dies...", that's a fact I heard,
While riding in your car, I was a passenger,
It was morning, we woke up with the birds,
And the dawning of something.

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from "Garbage Beach", released October 14, 2014

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