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I Count The Ways 
Hard
by Nortec Collective Presents: Bostich + Fussible
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I count the to disappear,
No one else can trace my tracks around here.
I ride my bike late at night
And all can be seen is light.
The air is warm, and the is off my mind.
feeling trapped, make like a river and just go.
It’s never black and bleak unless I say it’s so.
I shift and let go; I have total control.
I be if I never see a ghost.
I time it 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 mood is high, and our speed up downhill.
trapped, make a and go.
never black and bleak unless I say it’s so.
I gears and to let go; I have total control.
I can’t be haunted if I see a ghost.
I count the ways to disappear,
No one else can trace my tracks
When feeling trapped, a river and go.
It’s never and unless I say it’s so.
Up to Gate park, on to Beach.
Back to Western Addition, to the Mission,
Wind’s a wisping sound
No one else can trace my tracks around here.
I ride my bike late at night
And all can be seen is light.
The air is warm, and the is off my mind.
feeling trapped, make like a river and just go.
It’s never black and bleak unless I say it’s so.
I shift and let go; I have total control.
I be if I never see a ghost.
I time it 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 mood is high, and our speed up downhill.
trapped, make a and go.
never black and bleak unless I say it’s so.
I gears and to let go; I have total control.
I can’t be haunted if I see a ghost.
I count the ways to disappear,
No one else can trace my tracks
When feeling trapped, a river and go.
It’s never and unless I say it’s so.
Up to Gate park, on to Beach.
Back to Western Addition, to the Mission,
Wind’s a wisping sound
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