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j. robbins - un-becoming lyrics

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[verse 1]

calling to all contestants, sleeping on your feet
this game’s got you beat
dancing in circles, days into weeks

the time machine is running, burning money money money
as you dyin’ to take it for a ride
you’re surely not the first to want to throw it in reverse
destination: 1929

[chorus]

get your guns, run to greet the gilded age
un-becoming, we peel the layers away
to brittle bones, decades of decay
then we trade
the mirror for the masquerade

[verse 2]

no bread, just vicious circuses, to overload your circuits til you miss what’s right before your eyes
all the medication in this karaoke nation couldn’t make you see the other side

[chorus]

21 guns to greet the gilded age
un-becoming, we peel the layers away
to brittle bones, decades of decay
then we trade
getting sane for getting paid
the mirror for the masquerade

[bridge]

when all of your buried corpses finally start to speak
they tell you the earth inherits the meek

[chorus]

21 guns to greet the gilded age
un-becoming, we peel the layers away
to brittle bones, decades of decay
then we trade
getting sane for getting paid
the mirror for the masquerade

- j robbins lyrics

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