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Old memories, ones that makes the homeys eyes swell. Remember Taggarts liquor store triggerin the door alarm and run: A bat outta hell. Poppin off bottle rockets at cars, Until they get out and make us run. And we got a story to tell and its so fun. And hangin at the Budget Mart, wit a foodstamp pack of 10's and flippin it to cash so we could play arcade again, before criminal trouble life is such a bubble, then it pops and u exposed to the world, and its so cold.

Our memories define us - Calculated silence.
Can you still hear me? Or what?

Admit it or not, memories hang out inside and they dont tell.
And they lay dormant at the bottom of the ocean that you call
yourself. All the times at marina liquor, watchin my father check
out bootiez that were thicker, and seein my own self doin it nowadays
and thinkin that I am my dad in certain ways. before criminal trouble life is such a bubble, then it pops and u exposed to the world, and its so cold. And you look in the mirror one day and your so old.


Our memories define us - Calculated silence.
Can you still hear me? Or what?

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from Irrelevation (3rd release), released March 18, 2016

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