Dirty Projectors - Slaves' Graves lyrics

[Dirty Projectors - Slaves' Graves lyrics]

Coming, becoming
As we landscape the landscape
Finding shrubs better than hedges
To express our good nature

These are the feelings of slaves
All spiraling upward
Interior monocots whose rage
Expressed in slogans
Slumps it'self feet up back to the urn
Slumps it'self feet up back to the urn

Wood chips are chainmail
Against another feeling
Those seedlings that would crack
Pavement to exist banally

These are the feelings of slaves
All spiraling upward
Interior monocots whose rage
Expressed in slogans



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