The Dear Hunter -
Act II: The Meaning of, And All Things Regarding Ms. Leading (Live from Seattle, WA)
Evicted - Live
I have been evicted
From a soul constricted
By the flameless fire
Can we all just go cold?
If you need a little cash you sell yourself
To everything
A dollar in exchange for failing hearts
So loudly say
Oh, how I surely know that frame of mind
Sleeping softly curbside
Comfortably abroad on a stolen ticket
None of this will last, all of this will pass
When bed sheets are broken glass
I know your hearts will skip a beat in empathy
If you need a little cash you sell yourself
To everything
A dollar in exchange for failing hearts
So loudly say
Oh, how I surely know that frame of mind
Sleeping softly curbside
Comfortably abroad on a stolen ticket
None of this will last, all of this will pass
When bed sheets are broken glass
I know your hearts will skip a beat in empathy
It's just that easy, pick yourself up
And go give the world a great big smile
Hey, hey kid, get a job
Hey, hey, hey, hey kid, get a job
Wash your mouth out, ditch those morals
Sleep your way right to, right to the top
Hey, hey kid, get a job
Hey, hey, hey, hey kid, get a job
From a soul constricted
By the flameless fire
Can we all just go cold?
If you need a little cash you sell yourself
To everything
A dollar in exchange for failing hearts
So loudly say
Oh, how I surely know that frame of mind
Sleeping softly curbside
Comfortably abroad on a stolen ticket
None of this will last, all of this will pass
When bed sheets are broken glass
I know your hearts will skip a beat in empathy
If you need a little cash you sell yourself
To everything
A dollar in exchange for failing hearts
So loudly say
Oh, how I surely know that frame of mind
Sleeping softly curbside
Comfortably abroad on a stolen ticket
None of this will last, all of this will pass
When bed sheets are broken glass
I know your hearts will skip a beat in empathy
It's just that easy, pick yourself up
And go give the world a great big smile
Hey, hey kid, get a job
Hey, hey, hey, hey kid, get a job
Wash your mouth out, ditch those morals
Sleep your way right to, right to the top
Hey, hey kid, get a job
Hey, hey, hey, hey kid, get a job
Credits
Writer(s): Casey Blue Crescenzo
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Other Album Tracks
- The Death and The Berth - Live
- The Procession - Live
- The Lake and The River - Live
- The Oracles On the Delphi Express - Live
- The Church and The Dime - Live
- The Bitter Suite I and II (Meeting Ms. Leading and Through The Dime) - Live
- The Bitter Suite III (Embrace) - Live
- Smiling Swine - Live
- Evicted - Live
- Blood of the Rose - Live
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