Spiritual Dreams Above Empty Promises

from Spiritual Dreams Above Empty Promises (LP) by Walking Bombs

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I had a friend, he was shot in the chest. They were messing around. It was an accident. Before he went, he told the boy who did it he had his forgiveness. Can't believe how selfless that is.

And another friend, my catcher in little league. He was maybe the biggest fan of my old band Fuse. But he got it in his head life would never get better so he ended his own. Had a case of the shotgun blues.

So you have my permission to never again pretend you don't know what I'm talking about when we talk about the real price of your freedom. Shut your mouth.

You say it's a mental health issue but you slashed that budget too. You repulsive bought off fucks. The God you say you fear also sees though you.

My sister I've still never met. turns out she lived in Connecticut. We'd hired a detective. For years mom searched for clues. Well that sisters kids knew the kids from Sandy Hook so she was wary at first cuz of all my tattoos.

So you have my permission to never again pretend you don't know what I'm talking about when we talk about the real price of your freedom. Shut your mouth.

We need bigger spiritual dreams for a truly better world beyonf meaningless gestures, thoughts and prayers. We need to take real action and not just be held captive. Broken promises, dead bodies and empty stares.

So tie your shoes, pull up your big boy pants. Stop pretending you're in 1776. You're just fuckin' hicks. You don't really stop shit, just perpetuate in a life ending sickness. Woah.

After the Buffalo shooting at Tops, someone I know posted "RIP 2A". Have some god damn tact, you fucking gun freak. What about the people that died that day?

Have you heard of responsibility? Some of you don't even want training and liability? Or restrictions with a prior of DV, cuz it would affect too many fucking worthless police.

Fuck this country.

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from Spiritual Dreams Above Empty Promises (LP), released April 7, 2023

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Solo and collaborative vehicle for musician and writer Morgan Ywain Vink-Lainas Evans (and various friends/artists they admire). Implied Greek tragedy may or may not be included.

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