False Equivalent

What's the ticking sound inside my red denim pocket?

Stolen from New Orleans poached
I remember still, coffin drums
Your big notions

Thus we enter in
False equivalence
There we will spar
False equivalent

What good can it bring now
We're barely evolved
I know I've hardly listened
With my heart soul and body
Six hundred thousand, six hundred thousand

Thus we enter in
False equivalence
There we will spar
False equivalent



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Writer(s): Chad Wachtel, Dan Michicoff, Phil Shaheen
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