Cruz Beckham
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He invites the storm
He lives by instinct
With fears that are not fears
But prickles of ecstasy
This code is cracked
I don't expect whatever I spat out to stick
Awash in the signs, sick from the lack
Spliced in, spliced in
Second-hand words and screen for skin
Forcing out sounds, facing outside again
Reified and refined, blurring every line
Just want a way not to be what gets sold to me
FF=66 explains you're sick
Spins on the axis of promise and lick lack luck
Reveals all tricks
Reified and refined, blurring every line
Just want a way not to be what gets sold to me
Reified and refined, blurring every line
Just want a way not to be what gets sold to me
FF=66, FF=66
6, 6, feet deep in the irony
You see the light, it's getting bigger
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About this track
"FF=66" is a song by Jawbox from the album For Your Own Special Sweetheart, released in 1994. The song was written by Bill Barbot, J. Robbins, Kim Coletta, Zachary Barocas. It was produced by Jawbox, Ted Niceley.
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