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Cartography

by Amos Slade

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CRGB Nick Engbers is an incredible songwriter from South Dakota. This group rocks it, with just a touch of pop. Highly recommended. Favorite track: American Nightmare.
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I bought a diploma spent four years in a coma and every penny since they gave it to me You hid behind my eyes dressed up your dreams, disguised them as mine but "only wanted what was best for me" This American dream is a nightmare This American dream is a nightmare I could sit behind a wooden desk but this guitar and these songs make me die a bit less I've got a voice I'm gonna goddamn sing I dragged myself through hell for you the flames ate away everything but the truth To be asleep is the only way to believe This American dream is a nightmare This American dream is a nightmare
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I go on the internet Fall in love with girls I've never met And it's better that way That way I don't have to hear them speak I drive my car down the street Picture joggers in my passenger seat And it's better that way That way I go wherever I please In my chest there's an ocean I would not dare swim in it I hear it's dangerous I hear it's dangerous Dip a toe in your cool drink Terrified when up to my knees I sink So I runaway That way You don't go near my deep In my chest there's an ocean I would not dare swim in it I hear it's dangerous I hear it's dangerous Bones scattered on the beach Lick your wounds with my salty sea Stings for you tastes good for me At least you've got a heart that bleeds
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I wish we could see that these plants come from a seed. These aren't our bodies. It was we who made them bleed, and now we beg and plead. This world is full of weeds. My heart is waging a war on creation. I doubt that I'll ever cut through. I'll hold high a mirror, and hope you don't hear her, pray you'll be distracted by you. I wish we could see, but this world is lit dimly. These aren't our bodies. I'm thirsty. I'm hungry. I go back to the tree. I know just what I need. My heart is waging a war on creation. I doubt that I'll ever cut through. I'll hold high a mirror, and hope you don't hear her, pray you'll be distracted by you.

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released February 21, 2012

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