Spoils of War

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released February 9, 2016

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Track Name: Jump Into The Water
JUMP INTO THE WATER
Lyrics by C Gloden

I drive myself to madness
Madness drives my mind
Did you ever take along ride
With no which way to go
Always find yourself back where you just started from

Jump into the water
Swim into the Sea
Jump into the water
Baby you and me

Steady to the beat, pitter patter
Come the eager feet softly down the hall
I close my eyes, and I open wide
Water turns to vapor
I aim to cease ya, I aim to please ya

Jump into the water
Swim into the Sea
Jump into the Water
Baby you and me

Show me it’s not over
Show me not to leave
Remember what I told you
Remember what I said
I don't need a thing, love
So jump right up and have no fear
Track Name: Spoils Of War
SPOILS OF WAR
Lyrics by C Gloden

I’m another suicidal tendency a’creeping in your sleep, babe
And the flowers you dissected and collected in your basket are worn and gray
But you could probably get a second opinion
Mimosas for breakfast, Some say the sex is
The Spoils of War

Busy being dizzy c-c-counting all the cracks in the ceiling
Thinking, "If Miami couldn't save me then I might as well just pull myself to Hollywood”
But then you cut your finger fixing the faucet
You thought that you had it for a second then you lost it
The Spoils of War

Everybody’s happy, honey
Digging at their souls, filling their holes

Oh we’ve been taking our time never looking so bad, never sound so good
My junkies and thugs send their kisses and hugs and their backwards love
Now I spend my time a’licking the concrete
You and I’ve been stopping by the parties on the same street
The Spoils of War

What we been thinking mama
Everybody knows, it stinks and it shows

I’m another suicidal tendency a’creeping in your sleep, babe
And the flowers you dissected and collected in your basket are worn and gray
But you could probably get a second opinion
Mimosas for breakfast, Some say the sex is
The Spoils of War