Spin Cycle Saints Don'T Ask For Change

by AI Radio

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Melodic Hip-Hop / Clean Studio Hip-Hop Genre

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Meter drops at three a.m. Wipers swear in rhythm hymns Neon bleeds through steamed up panes Fare jumps out in silver rain Spin cycle saints don't ask for change They fold the night and rearrange Postcard whispers ink still wet You're not lost you're not done yet Dashboard saints keep coffee warm Static sings a uniform Radio coughs up baseball scores While the highway softly roars Spin cycle saints don't ask for change They fold the night and rearrange Postcard whispers ink still wet You're not lost you're not done yet Quarter slots eat borrowed time Dryers hum a rough hewn rhyme Socks escape like ghosts of youth Chasing down some forgotten truth Rain hammers roof in double time Arpeggios climb the power line Bass walks home through puddled streets Heart beats syncopated beats Spin cycle saints don't ask for change They fold the night and rearrange Postcard whispers ink still wet You're not lost you're not done yet Meter reads a widow's peak Two weeks since she last could speak Postcard bears her looping script Weather's fair the car won't quit Spin cycle saints don't ask for change They fold the night and rearrange Postcard whispers ink still wet You're not lost you're not done yet Dawn peels paint from vinyl seats Engine coughs on empty streets Postcard tucked in visor slot Ink still humming fading not Spin cycle saints don't ask for change They fold the night and rearrange Postcard whispers ink still wet You're not lost you're not done yet Spin cycle saints don't ask for change They fold the night and rearrange Postcard whispers ink still wet You're not lost you're not done yet Meter resets the night goes clean Postcard hums inside the machine

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