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Pumped Up Shoes (music by Forster the People banjo by Luke "Banjomin" Roberts

from Perfunctory by Eliquate

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I couldn't help myself...

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No thanks I'd rather eat alone
Don't trip from here I got a great view of your thrown
Torn some pages i wish it wasn't yours though
Soar throat days spent trying to go the hell home
They don't understand Robert don't think like them
There is only one way that this might end
Poppa got a little shoe box no locks to stop what's inside
Inside is so enlightened
Frightened every single day of his life been fighting
Bully's and evading the likeness nights spent
Plotting a revenge on the right men right then
Couldn't quite refrain from excitement tightened
Knots in his stomach as the light dims
He got bullets so fuck if they don't like him
Fear and love see saw strong for attention
Reaction, protection, distraction, prevention
Tension builds as the plot gets thick
Those with the luck said he lost his shit
But as sure as we are the clock still ticks
Shots were subjective and cost is a bitch
But the loss doesn't fit the idea of a Nobel plan
Suddenly so alone boy with gun in hand
Face like skeleton never to become a man
Tipping point past now alas to the wonderland

Fuck you fuck you fuck you you're cool I'm out
Your school i doubt fortune
bares down on me mom be forceful
I make friends but I of course do
not want to be their routine torture
Fodder for them boys who really do support true
self hate I am counting shells
And timing exits out with bells
This will go down how I have planned it
No one here able to abandon
Me no more for I'll be standing
In that door weapon in hand give
Me just one single reason not to do this
My 2nd grade bestie e tu Brutus
Watched me eating all alone in aloofness
Allusive left me behind for the cool kids

I won't be waiting for, things to change they will always be the same
I will fall to floor, know my name, they will always be afraid

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from Perfunctory, released July 17, 2015

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Eliquate Santa Cruz, California

“If all we have are dreams, then dream big,” spits Elliot Wright, frontman and philosopher for the five-piece, California Beat Rock troubadours, Eliquate, on their latest EP, Who The F*ck is Eliquate? Packing an arsenal of rhymes that range from satirical social commentary and inner-soul searching to all-out, shake-your-ass-‘til-the floor-is-wet jams... ... more

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