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I Count The Ways 
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de Nortec Collective Presents: Bostich + Fussible
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I count the ways to disappear,
No one can trace my tracks around here.
I ride my late at night
And all that can be seen is flickering light.
The air is warm, and the weight is off my mind.
When feeling trapped, make like a river and just go.
never black and bleak I say so.
I gears and let go; I have control.
I be if I never see a ghost.
I it right and meet halfway.
And we our so confidently.
I’ve got backs, and they’ve got mine.
We’re a gang without the crime.
The is high, and our speed picks up downhill.
When feeling trapped, a and go.
It’s black and bleak unless I say it’s so.
I gears and to let go; I total control.
I can’t be if I never see a ghost.
I the to disappear,
No one else can trace my tracks
When feeling trapped, make a and go.
It’s never black and bleak unless I say so.
Up to Golden park, on to Beach.
Back to Western Addition, to the Mission,
a wisping sound
No one can trace my tracks around here.
I ride my late at night
And all that can be seen is flickering light.
The air is warm, and the weight is off my mind.
When feeling trapped, make like a river and just go.
never black and bleak I say so.
I gears and let go; I have control.
I be if I never see a ghost.
I it right and meet halfway.
And we our so confidently.
I’ve got backs, and they’ve got mine.
We’re a gang without the crime.
The is high, and our speed picks up downhill.
When feeling trapped, a and go.
It’s black and bleak unless I say it’s so.
I gears and to let go; I total control.
I can’t be if I never see a ghost.
I the to disappear,
No one else can trace my tracks
When feeling trapped, make a and go.
It’s never black and bleak unless I say so.
Up to Golden park, on to Beach.
Back to Western Addition, to the Mission,
a wisping sound
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