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Say Uncle
(Sharon Labor)

Most of the time I can’t escape the strife
At every turn I’m sliding up against somebody’s knife
All the butterflies in my stomach have died
And I ain’t got nothing left worth a goddamned fight
I wish I was brave, like my mother
Despite the lack of air, she never smothered

Truth ain’t nothing but lust and disgust
Compromised again by someone I trust
My brittle heart’s broken lying in its own dust
My head hangs down it’s underhanded, unjust
I wish I brave like my mother
She always had her own back, she never needed another

The desperate mind of love prohibited
Starving demented magnetically dark
Rapes its victims painfully slow
Secretly festering in puddles of un-pure desire
Reeking of emotionally unclean
Continually misunderstood feeling
Crying in alibi pain
Suspiciously alone
Tormented.

Everything turns out so hollow and mean
A little unholy and a little obscene
One thing I know there ain’t no difference between
Holding on tight or letting go of your dreams
I wish I brave like my mother
Solid as a rock no matter what she suffered

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from Oblivion - digital dl, track released July 20, 2017

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Battered Suitcases Phoenix, Arizona

Battered Suitcases describes its music as "uniquely beat rock and roll" and lives up to that description stunningly. The band offers a truly new and original sound, introducing a whole new genre in the wide world of rock 'n' roll. Battered Suitcases songs infuse the sanctity of spoken word with the rawness and pump of rocking punk, with a touch of swagger. ... more

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