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devanté parson - a lad din lyrics

gotta break free… “come file your taxes!
claim your eic! take this flyer
and once ye and yours acquire your w-2’s
promise to come on through”
fact is my family’s depending on me
so i pound pavement, whether it’s sleet, heat
potholes or unknown streets
coat entire zip codes with appointment mementos
marketing measures ensuring you’re secured
with armada tax firm
surely you’ve discerned why i’m thus spurred
this roar that was once a whisper
is shouting “mister, you’re tasked to unclasp the latch
marathon you’re on far from tramping a pumpkin patch
just the cost of freedom in agrabah, boss, keep marching”
and i listen, not tossing any impetus
can always hear it in the midst these countless, endless shifts

a lad din, a lad din
brain’s hounding shout:
gain ground
don’t go the wrong route, don’t let your dreams go
don’t let this din dim, because you know what’ll happen

like my last check-in with mary, the geriatric
when she had nary a gray hair decided to dare was scary
figured she’d tarried too long as it was
her throng undermined her buzz, strength, confined any unusual thinks
dreams of mary’s moving co. reduced to smoke
she settled into a low-key job and nearly threw jeers whenever near
a moving truck, yuck! but…
she couldn’t help hearing her inner cheerleader suppose
“what if they’re just fears? maybe forget about your peers…hire a little team of wiry movers, likely craigslist’ll fling some jobs your way until you can say we’re mmc officially.”
fantasy, unfortunately
as she’d told me again and once more
those sorts of thoughts are best stored in the garbage bin
she mercilessly strangled her inner l-ss din
but if you ever were quietly creeping past when
she was alone, and her telemetry was beeping
you’d see she’d flip to shark tank
and thank heavens as she’s almost able to grip
her version of that inner sound
the one i’m still grasping

a lad din, a lad din
don’t let your dreams go, don’t let that din dim
because you know what’ll happen

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[narrator]
meanwhile…

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