I Know It's Cold

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This track was recored with Ceschi Ramos in New Haven, CT. additional vocals by Kevin Gallager and Ceschi Ramos the "Beatbox Poet" album download at: https://mylesbullen.bandcamp.com/album/beatbox-poet lyrics (verse one) From the day I decided to do what I do everyday Without a fuck to give under consent of the king Turn my memories in melodies I can sing Turn my friends who committed suicide Into angels who just knew when to fly I keep them in mind they're still alive They're still around, I prey to the sun, look up at the sky I crawl on the clouds I sit & I sink in, I lay on the ground The divine winedy road I cross Holding hands with open strangers Bed of wood with hot cols to keep warm Some of the people I’ve met & know best Are closest to danger and no one can save them It's cold outside I'll tell you that The temperature though, I am not sure (chorus) I know it's cold, so bundle up (verse two) Dive deep into secrets, releasing a reason For partial completion, proceeding to feed myself Egoist higher hope No recognition of conscious community Losers are winning with lucrative living These gimmicks are making the biggest decisions They own all of the wood, burn all of the bridges They're swallowing poison & call all women bitches They don't have an inch of respect Which has been leading me to believe frequently That decency is needed within our community Usually unity means that we are fluently Moving together, progressively measuring m.e.m's and molecules, being as honest as possible Over come obstacles, digging for fossils and dinosaur bones Hitch & hiking, I'm flying back home

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