Ancient Shapes - Disciples

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[Verse] No class, the spell's cast We're the only ones built to last Good boots, fresh fruit Somebody give me a fake salute Wide eyes, apprise Gonna peek at the other side But the tokens, promise, are broken Gonna slip through any door that's open [Chorus] We're the disciples, disciples of none Weren't taught by anyone We're the disciples, disciples of none We love everyone [Verse]0 Tight pants, close dance We got a permanent second chance We don't blame, we're loaded with shame So we're never gonna play the game Insecure, impure Could be better, man, that's for sure We like to listen, eyes glisten All we got is genuine ambition [Chorus] We're the disciples, disciples of none We weren't taught by anyone We're the disciples, disciples of none We're the disciples, disciples of none We weren't taught by anyone We're the disciples, disciples of none We love everyone
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