Name: 2 Feet 2
Duration: P00H03M27S
Description: Produced by EQ

2 Feet 2

by Quro Produced by EQ featuring LoneRose & Dave Atkins

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2 Feet 2

Deposit placed on a headstone
Car got stuck there at maximum headroom
Brain contained by headphones
Drains all choked where the head roams
Been likened to exploding comets
Seen shadows that walk among us
Skulled liquids turned to solids
Drained away and got lost in those torrents
Struck up some small talk
A flood of words come nightfall
A fading roar of catcalls
A carry-on bag of mementos
Entire worth of just one gold tooth
A little hook, one sweet loop
Tried to aim, target’s invisible
And never even been trained to shoot

Two feet to tango
Two hands to arm wrestle

Caught throwing stones in a glass house
Laid off, stood the guards down
Batteries all on charge now
Sand the building materials of the castle
Scrubbed down to a clean slate
And laid a bet each way
Opened up so this could vent
And then the 3 Word Slogans they all came
Got caught playing checkers
Everyone else is playing chess
A stripped down statement in pen ink
Saw so many confluence of events
Let’s get this whole place shipshape
Start again and clear the decks
Let’s rip everything we know back
Flick a switch and let’s just illuminate

Two feet to tango
Two hands to arm wrestle
Two feet to tango
Two hands to arm wrestle

A view that’s been juxtaposed
A new dawn, a fresh breath
A step with some pep
A haircut and fresh pressed clothes
Collecting numbers at the counter
Heard that voice and its timbre
Projected writing on the ceiling
Old notebooks all turned to cinder
The tide came in with a reply
Dived right in with open eyes
Been times my fall’s at first hurdle
But at least we can say that we tried
Give me your hand, here’s mine
Band playing love songs and lullabies
Let’s get footloose, raise farenheits
Dancing in the streets under moonlight

Two feet to tango
Two hands to arm wrestle
Two feet to tango
Two hands to arm wrestle

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