Old World Relics

from by Tired Minds

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Leopards of the old world,

they’re relics.

They’re flicking
their tongues,

spit burning the floor,

and I fell for all

the wicked west.

Hope I don’t make it.

I’ve got a trainwreck
of thought throw my head

to the snake pit,

and I fell for
all
the wicked west.

Safe hand of might,

I’m at war with

the left and right.

I’ve got to get out

of the wicked west.

Give it all to the snake pit.

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from GOODLIFE, released April 7, 2014

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