Let It Ride
Lyrics by Tedd Cookerly
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Let it Ride! The who, what, where, whys and when. Lead me to the start of
this, when did it begin to become a problem of my own doing? I'd be
pursuing, right now my life could use some truing. I never thought myself
in the position, wishing still, but I kept on dissing. You got your
problems, I've got mine, but I'm here for the long. Here before you and
God, I was wrong. No! I can only let this go on for so long! Must admit the
fact that I was wrong. Wrong! Separate! ... yourself from that which would
allow you to sink. In order for this to happen, you must think. What's the
cost of self isolation? Alone without hope and lack of motivation. Left
alone to deal with your feelings. True! You could not like what they're
revealing. Careful! What you wish, you might get. All of this could end up
in regret! No! I can only let this go on for so long! Must admit the fact
that I was wrong. Wrong!
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Endurance
Lyrics by Tedd Cookerly
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Now! Everything in which you struggle and strive to be only proves that you
are something that you cannot be. See! You're bringing me down with false
words profound, making me pray for silence, the only golden sound. See! Why
must I be required to suffer for art when it's something you exclude from
the very start? See! You're putting me under a microscope. How will I cope
when I know that there is no room to hope? And you're allowing me access to
your family and slamming me, say this will be the fall of me. When! ... did
you forget that freedom of speech is something I would protect, denying my
fruits are in check? When! ... the words of the brethren, 'cause time and
time again I see it put back together again. When! I had to come to terms
that wherever you turn, some are quick to love and some would rather see
you burn. This is my test of time! Endurance! Struggle is something that
I'm used to, been abused too, and it's something that I know to be too
true. Now! And I remain the one to deal with false recognition, wishing
still while you're dismissing. Now! ... that I agree and you agree that we
can never agree, and still you turn and run and I will see. Now! ... that
this is all that you have for your case, you turn in disgrace. Say it too
my face! This is my test of time! Endurance!
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Never Fails
Lyrics by Tedd Cookerly
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Something that hides. Something that lies. It never fails. Yo, pickin' 'em
up, what? It seems you have a problem, that with what you cannot hold. But
take a second look at what the past foretold. That should you not study,
you'd be forced to relive it. You either can repeat it, hide or forget it.
And still they let it linger unless you take the bull by the horns, and in
the end it will be your end I will mourn. Far be it for me to be the one to
point the finger. Apologies unheard from the phone without a ringer, come
on! You said you'd be there when you didn't even give a care. It just never
fails. Superficial in your attempt when I sent up flares. It just never
fails. Does it bother you to see me falling from grace? It just never
fails. Well, shame on me for not seeing that you're two faced. It just
never fails. Swinging it back and bring it around, but you say that it
never fails. Lyrical style that I manifest well. Still I will prevail. Very
well as I can do it, I pursue it, bring it 'round. Word profound my sound
be down, we bring it around. Still you want to put me down, kick me down,
and kicking me to the ground. I wanna get back up. Smack up and then right
away, lyrical style will I manifest, then comin' in back the next day.
Because of them the likes of you would be something I'd rather be. Manifest
inside of me, what you wanna be, you see?
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Sunshine(I Promise You)
Lyrics by Tedd Cookerly
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From first grade through twelfth grade and graduation day, I told you I'd
be there for you and would never stray. Easy cause you're the girl next
door to me. Through good times, bad times, victory and tragedy, we stood
the test of time, but now I see a falling out. And though you're still next
door to me, our friendship's in doubt. You were my first friend, my first
love, I thought you'd be my all. But relationships dissolve when new
friends are involved. I see you're not the same girl you were back then.
Please tell me, when did I lose you as my friend? I'd give of myself to get
you back in my life, but this darkness in daylight only adds strife. Why
can't you take this hand that I'll extend? It beckons you to become my
friend again. It's so hard for me to see you push away my hand. Treating me
as less, when I only do the best I can to give you your space, and let you
grow until you bloom. In eagerness I digress and hope that one day soon,
you and I will regain the bond that we once shared. Think not for one
minute that I will never care. But how tragic it is to think that this
could come to an end. I wish and pray the grace upon you my old friend. I
promise you that we can work this out!
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Incline
Lyrics by Tedd Cookerly
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The goal here is just to stay afloat. And as we bond we increase hope and
we cope. And our stride quickens and we can cover more ground. The once
still voice becomes a roaring sound. And in unity all good things are made
better. We could survive the most brutal weather. But only if together we
can live through this all. Still united we stand, divided we fall.
Separation that you don't understand. You point your finger again and again
and again. Persecution that you don't understand. You point your finger
again and again and again. Passion! Point your finger again and again and
again. And you'll do it to us again and again and again. With education we
contain we continue to realize, respect can be gained the less that we
compromise. In higher learning we become more sensitive. During this time
we can learn to forgive again. The crumb snatchers and the wrecking balls
would rather build them up than resolve to let 'em fall. And for them that
never want to even understand, let your yeas be yeas and nays be nays. Come
on and be a man. Speak your doom again and again. Tear us down again and
again. But we will rise again and again!
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Big Casino
Lyrics by Tedd Cookerly
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Now's the time to rise, rise, rise! 10:45 and you take your spot in the
pew, oblivious to the fact that all eyes are on you. For an injustice that
you covered up for pride, hoping that no one knows that to them you lied.
But frivolous are the ways of selfish nature, to bear the thought of them
knowing they'd hate ya. Still right now, how bad do you hate yourself? When
three can be family, one dead and one no help. How can it be, when two
become three in a family, that a family could be the cause of a modern day
casualty? Nerve, nerve, nerve! The biased interjections of a clan that
damns all the downfalls of the common man. And why must the ignorant lay
dead to blame? You hold your head high while one's down in shame. And what
part of the plea will fall on deaf ears? Dare to be judged by a jury of
your own peers? I thought that ended when everyone got a voice. Freedom of
speech is freedom of choice. How can this be real? What are you standing
there for? Come on and feel what's right! Look into my eyes! How can this
be real?
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Represent
Lyrics by Tedd Cookerly
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The sun's amber light ignites the day anew, as a child sits and wonders
what to do. You see, the world is changing outside, but his home stands
still. And with this mindset in place, each day becomes a thrill. Mom and
Dad's time would revolutionize history, making this mindset more of a
mystery. And now their teachings and their actions define behavior,
discounting every single person that has labored. Every morning he faces
the forces that make him try, knowing the silence and force only hide the
lies. 'Cause he is one of the chosen, child of the master race, and must
live life at the family's own pace. And now he stands alone at recess, and
prays that God will define the lines and leave the lesser man in pieces. We
ask why does this social structure sag? They say pledge American, but
worship the rebel flag. Let it burn down, let it burn down to the ground.
It doesn't represent me! "If I leave here tomorrow ..." Sweet not sour,
spiteful thoughts of you devour. Until the moment of confrontation, in
hopes of alleviation, a child's demonstration of open segregation. Although
you like to think this taboo, this as any other teaching remains true. And
to some it's absolutely relevant, that time is spent teaching the next
generation the rebel flag is heaven sent. And with this comes a certain
loyalty. And the hierarchy of demise, like Hitler becomes royalty. Looked
up to as a hero for all times, breeding the ignorance with the lack of line
to define what is real, true and right, blurring the lines of progress when
20/20's hindsight. The flag is a visual for them that revel in false might,
with crosses set on the lawn just to ignite. No! It doesn't represent me.
It doesn't.
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Relocate
Lyrics by Tedd Cookerly
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You've built me up to be something that I'm not, and right now, I think
I'll take this shot. There's no pulpit, microphone, or soapbox that can
release me from all of these locks. Because you scrutinize, you need to
realize, and stop looking at me through judgmental eyes. I stand here a
solitary man, doing the very best that I can. When I struggle just to
stand, you shove me back to the floor, leaving me with this question, can
you take this one day more? Ya better relocate. C'mon and relocate.
Relocate! When we fall how many times magnified? You see my life, the
assumptions that died. We've all tried to pick ourselves back up, but this
slump it remains on you chump. When I struggle just to stand, you shove me
back to the floor, leaving me with this question, can I take this one day
more? Don't you front on me kid!
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Adieu
Lyrics by Tedd Cookerly
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As time goes by, I feel there is a marathon to run. The same I felt about
you and all we've done. The good times brought us together; God's glue. I'd
never trade them for the world, I swear this to you. My fondest dreams and
hopes real, validated. But the past bared the trials, sealed and bond
related. All gone wrong, never thought the best times in my life would be
the hardest lesson taught. Say it's not true, one day this will fade away.
Let my blood be ante, if only for one more day. I might regain the thing
that brought me jubilation. Now gone, without explanation. Reflection in
time of failure. Reflection in victory. And now I bid you adieu; a fond
farewell to you from me. A reflection, another reflection, a third
reflection. Maybe it's my own fault I stand upon this path. I stand here
again amongst the aftermath of relationships that slipped through my
fingers. Like the Cranberries said, do you have to let it linger? Or should
I regain the calluses of troubled past? Perhaps this one's golden, the one
that will outlast. I know this act: scene four, the big fall. Must I allow
myself the space, the time and all? Reflect for a sec. Now we don't relate.
We can overlook this mountain oh so great. For it has it peaks, and we've
come to ours as well. We'll all lay dormant knowing that we all failed. Now
we can no longer look to time for independence. This moment in time we
bring the need for resilience. To never let go for the sake of struggle.
Better to let go than watch it all crumble. All of this time I've tried to
hold us together, now that I feel this would be much better. Sorry and
apologies for how this ended, the tragedy of losing someone I befriended.
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Wrecking Ball
Lyrics by Tedd Cookerly
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As many times before, I am in a holding pattern. Reducers sit back and wait
for their chance to flatten my ego, life, and testimony. They're rolling
phony. Telling me I have lack of faith; they're full of bologna. They don't
show me that they could do any better than I could do. Remember me from
Flipside? Because I remember you. But all's fair in love and war. What is
it good for? Absolutely nothing. It's yourself you're bluffing. Every time
I push back to stand up tall, you do me wrong, which makes you the wrecking
ball. And every time reduce me to nothing at all, I realize that you are
the wrecking ball. Too many times before my friends have been the wrecking
ball. They say that they support me when they tried to make me fall.
Reducing me to tears of anger while they hide in coffee shops. But
guidelines of the world cannot stop what God must stop. To put an end to
the madness, stop the hypocrisy. A praying wall of fiberglass that cheapens
God's beauty. Good thing they have me to put their focus upon, 'cause if
they look in the mirror, the wrecking ball is wrong. Wrecking Balls of the
world, unite and take over!
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Time To Change
Lyrics by Tedd Cookerly
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We inherit the world when it's kicked down wheezing and begins to bleed. I
wanna drown my brain 'til it's saturated with the irony. What to do now?
I'm inundated. Freedom of choice is overrated. Every kid finds that he's
subjugated to the apathy. All the youth want is just to change the world.
Change the world! And the older, the more we try to change the youth, and
that's the news, yeah! Change the world! And what you call reckless
abandon, I call abandonment of the youth, now where's the proof? I guess
that's in the pudding. I've got you jumping up and down like your name was
Cuba Gooding Jr. at the Oscars, wild in the streets, running, looking to
your youth, and you start shunning. Remember back in the days, chill in the
hood, passing out tracts, talking about the news was good. Nowadays that
can't happen without the danger. You're looking to the youth, to the fact
they're no stranger. Your job's uplifting, help them all cope. Through
times of social trials, help generate hope. Times of the socialist reign
the soul. Everything now to offer all control. It wasn't handed down but
borrowed from the children. Ignite the torch and not offer damp kindling.
Our youth are molotav cocktails ready to ignite. When will we define for
ourselves what's wrong and what's right? Then set forth the hounds to track
down this present evil? But for my generation there can be no sequel. End
times await to shatter dreams and bite at heels. Only love and its wounds
can hope truly reveal. This is our time, this is our necessity; to fight
against all types of social conformity. I've embraced the failure, I've
accepted the truth. And now I must praise, respect, pray, and educate the
youth!
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