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lyrics

I hand you four cents
'Cause you ain't woth a nickel
You know I play for the love
I don't play for the fickle
And some broken strings
And some broken dreams
Brought you from the promised land
You hardly even tried
But I'll hold your hand
The academy, I'd like to thank
For my mouth like a sailor
And my body like a septic tank
'Causee I play my moosekick
And I wear my boon jeans
I used to be like you
Pistol ready to fire
Barrel pointed at all my friends
When it's love that I desired
You say you want respect
A little room to live
But if you want to earn my trust
Well, you gotta learn to give

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from .​.​.​of all ambition, released January 29, 2016
Dan Rohde - Guitar Composition/Performance, Vocal Composition/Performance, Songwriting, Lyric Composition

Jesse Miller - Drum Composition/Performance, Backing Vocal Performance

Josie Lowder - Bass Guitar Composition/Performance

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Dog Of Panic Springfield, Illinois

Dog of Panic's sound can only be described as rock with roots in jam, funk, metal, and punk. They accommodate even the most eclectic ears. Too metal to be hippie, and too hippie to be metal, the band has a stigma of surprising the ears with collisions of off-time beats and harmonic melodies. The band’s musical influences include Primus, Tool, Between the Buried and Me, Incubus and Umphrey’s Mcgee ... more

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