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Raised in the Static

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[male

vocals] (

Chopped,

screwed

vocal

sample:

Raised…

different…) (

Deep 808

sub-bass

pulse)

Yeah,

yeah

Listen

close

to

the

rhythm

of

the

past

Before

the

signal

got

lost

in

the

noise

We

were

born

in

the

shadow

of

giants

They

look

at

the

screen,

they

look

at

the

light

Wondering

why

the

stars

don't

shine

so

bright

We

were

raised

on

the

gravel,

raised

on

the

street

Learning

the

lesson

in

the

rhythm

of

the

beat

Life

wasn't

easy,

the

pockets

were

thin

But

we

knew

where

we

ended

and

where

we

begin

It

wasn't

a

choice,

it

was

carved

in

the

soul

To

keep

the

fire

burning

when

you

lose

all

control

But

who

held

the

torch

when

the

dark

moved

in?

Who

showed

the

path

through

the

thick

and

the

thin?

We

take

what

we

got,

we

refine

the

design

Connecting

the

dots

in

a

crooked

line

We

were

raised

differently,

carved

from

the

stone

Finding

the

warmth

in

the

place

we

call

home

If

we

don't

lead

the

way,

then

the

silence

will

speak

And

teach

all

the

things

that

keep

spirits

weak

Yeah,

we

were

raised

differently,

burning

so

deep

Promises

kept

that

the

shadows

won't

keep

It’

s

not

just

the

child,

it’

s

the

hand

on

the

guide

It’

s

the

truth

that

you

bury,

it’

s

the

truth

that

you

hide

We

learn

from

the

table,

we

learn

from

the

hall

We

learn

how

to

rise

after

every

single

fall

Society’

s

screaming,

it

wants

to

replace

The

memory

of

love

with

a

digitized

face

But

I

hold

your

hand

in

this

neon

blur

Reminding

myself

of

the

things

that

occur

We

are

the

architects,

we

are

the

wall

If

we

don't

teach

them,

then

we’

re

bound

to

fall

So

look

in

the

mirror,

what

do

you

see?

Is

it

the

ghost

of

who

we

used

to

be?

We

were

raised

differently,

carved

from

the

stone

Finding

the

warmth

in

the

place

we

call

home

If

we

don't

lead

the

way,

then

the

silence

will

speak

And

teach

all

the

things

that

keep

spirits

weak

Yeah,

we

were

raised

differently,

burning

so

deep

Promises

kept

that

the

shadows

won't

keep (

Slow,

melodic

cowbell

melody)

It

isn't

a

struggle,

it’

s

a

craft

of

the

mind

To

leave

all

the

emptiness

further

behind

We

guide

them

with

love,

yeah,

we

guide

them

with

grit

Until

every

puzzle

piece

finally

fits (

Deep

bass

swells)

So

hold

onto

something

that’

s

real

and

it’

s

true

Don't

let

the

signal

decay

within

you

The

children

are

watching,

they’

re

learning

the

flow

From

the

seeds

that

we

plant,

yeah,

the

garden

will

grow

It

starts

at

the

door,

it

starts

in

the

heart

Don't

let

the

culture

tear

beauty

apart

We’

re

walking

this

road

with

a

different

intent

Knowing

exactly

where

the

time

has

been

spent

We

were

raised

differently,

carved

from

the

stone

Finding

the

warmth

in

the

place

we

call

home

If

we

don't

lead

the

way,

then

the

silence

will

speak

And

teach

all

the

things

that

keep

spirits

weak

Yeah,

we

were

raised

differently,

burning

so

deep

Promises

kept

that

the

shadows

won't

keep

Yeah,

we

were

raised

different

And

that’

s

how

we

survive

Keep

the

pulse

steady

Keep

the

love

alive (

Fade

out

with

distorted

cowbell

echoes)

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