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If I had a rusty pair of scissors for every time
You told me that you weren’t self-righteous…
Is that what you want to be remembered for?
A solemn row of X’s emblazoned across your chest?
Will they bury you with that pride?
Dig up these roots.
See where they go.
Dig up these roots.
See where they stretch.
I bet they reach into and beneath the reservoir.
I wrote a song and called it “Truce.”
Thought we were done with war.
(There’re life choices, then there’re pulpits
Changing minds, then bully bullshit)
Write a song called “Truce,” and prepare for war.
Write a song called “Truce,” and prepare for war.
Write a song called _____.

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from Friend Prices, released October 26, 2010
Engineered & Mixed by Cian Riordan at Gadgetbox Studios
Mastered by Myles Boisen

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Background photo by Josh Renkow
Headline photo by Melissa Rachel Black

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