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Mastodon guitarist Bill Kelliher discusses Brent Hinds' departure after 25 years
"It's been a fun, wild fucking ride, that's for sure."
Mar 13, 2025 • 9:01 AM
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Head down running from the beast Break neck speed, taking all my breath Black feet scraped and scarred and dripping blood Rain come down, take me with your flood I came to and I was running from you Feel your breath on the back of my neck Where have I come to be? Is this all that's left for me? I wish that I was still there I want to keep on breathing Bulls roar loud, snakes move past my feet No teeth, no hands, set me free Bones start rattling 'round inside my head I don't know if I'm alive or dead I came to and I was running from you Feel your breath on the back of my neck Where have I come to be? Is this all that's left for me? I wish that I was still there I want to keep on breathing Dig deep, kicking up rock and dirt and sand Out of this lifeless valley, bones in hand Over these mountains to the seas of life Leave me this desert for the sick and damned
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