Talk by CORPUS published on 2017-12-01T05:23:31Z Talk. Walk same hear it when they talk shame it don't matter much same still it come across pain. I think that its enough they getting up they dressing up for what, i try to laugh, but in my throat its stuck they are so punk they are so core for what, just show me one, who belongs to no one, Huh? Show me one. Anyone. Back, when I was young had to put em up down Rivington is where i got my gloves crusts and some mugs taught me how to love sleepin in a rut i put my finger in the cut. You wanna say words but i ain't hearing none i say it to myself just to keep my head up i put it on my shelf I tell no one who got family the day to talk comes, Who? Walk, talk, they try to teach me how to walk, talk. Nothing said makes us friends nothing said makes us blood nothing said makes us friends nothing said makes us blood nothing said makes us friends nothing said makes us blood nothing said makes us friends feel it when i walk same hear it when they talk shame see it when i must pain it don't matter none same, they try to teach me how to walk, talk they try to teach me how to walk, talk. Cover Art by: Abe El Makawi, Chris Wilson and Elias Paulson http://corpus.nyc Spotify: http://found.ee/SMTB-Talk-Spotify-r Apple: http://found.ee/SMTB-Talk-AppleMusic-r iTunes: http://found.ee/SMTB-Talk-iTunes-r Amazon: http://found.ee/SMTB-Talk-Amazon-r Comment by malarts gut check 2018-04-05T20:58:00Z Comment by TRiPPJONES I say it to myself just 2 keep my head up 2018-03-19T03:45:21Z Comment by Celia Robert Jones OKKKKKKKK 2017-12-08T20:02:39Z Comment by The Plug Spot dope asf 2017-12-04T17:23:43Z Comment by HearHereNYC Hard 2017-12-01T13:36:36Z Comment by whyfisucks. hard edge 2017-12-01T09:35:05Z Comment by Nocturno Noir pretty bad ass 2017-12-01T05:32:15Z