The Price Of Invisibility (greatest "hits")

by WOLVEZ

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released May 14, 2016

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Track Name: Prove It
There was a time when you were you and that was fine

Make up your mind
Are you gonna drink the fuel and be the fire

I'm sprung on pride, got to do the do on my time

Make up your mind
Are you jumping in the ride or counting dimes



Crawling up the walls, quite the thing to do
Head out through the stars lot you got to prove

Use what you got
Can’t make the grade, fail the lot

I’m sprung on pride, got to do the do on my time


Crawling up the walls, quite the thing to do
Head out through the stars lot you got to prove

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Crawling up the walls, quite the thing to do
Head out through the stars lot you got to prove
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Track Name: Zipper Theory
felt the strain for so many years
waiting on the drive and by
been so long for a long long time
waiting for a wire or line

make your stake in the earth incline
yes, she’ll ease you down when it is right
ain’t no mistake to fight for time
waiting on a wire or line

it’s in your gut its in your floating mind
sure to spin your round expanse and time
fill you up with the nerve to climb
throw you down that hill when you arrive

when you arrive …..

oh the sights that we’ll never see
scrape along the edge when it is light
toss n turning in your sleep
you know the doorway yields all fight

in the age of wrong or right
trust you hear the call when it is time
how you rage as they burn the page
tearing every fabric of your fight

In the din, you may never win
lead a fine example bidden time
caste your vote as you cast your spell
kick the doorway in come night

come night
Track Name: Cold Ditch
ya all sneaking down a back stretch,
all horn lights n eyes
ya never did see it comin
about two miles wide

it’s got your name it’s got your number
reams of your cheatin and lies
Big Pink, it ain’t your clubhouse
Your beard’s swarming with flies

So, put on the hits
banjo on stilts, plaid, and your bolo ties
PBR, you know who you are, your hand in the back room gets mine


come on come come on come on come on

ya all sleepin in a cold ditch
hoarding your stage and prime
aint gonna get you to bright light
feelin up all hips and lines

Short man’s got your twinkle
feeds you dates and time
He’ll take it back first hand raised
get to the back of the line

So, put on the hits
banjo on stilts, plaid, and your bolo ties
PBR, you know who you are, your hand in the back room gets mine
Track Name: My Heart It Is Cold
People I see, so happy and free
take a look, "see this picture I just took"

Feeling old, neither bought or sold

When I should be bold, my heart is cold

What do you see, when we pass in the street

Does the shadow move, or hide in the grooves

broken concrete, sun casts it’s heat

When I should be bold, my heart is cold

Always those smiles in streams
Be careful, your happiness stings…


Will you reveal, in the ink that you spill
Fingers they type with the speed of a fly

Feeling old, neither bought or sold

When I should be bold my heart it is cold

Always those smiles in streams
Be careful, your happiness stings…
Always those smiles in streams
Be careful, your happiness stings…
Track Name: I Will Haunt You
next time you feel a chill in the room, it will be me running fingers down your neck

I will haunt you

be wise, leave a light in the dark, or I'll be that spark that races through the night, from me to you

those were the days
lost outside the maze
raindrops were everywhere
we were dry evermore
smiling face to face
wasting through the days
sadness not a trace
but then you sent me my to my grave

next time, that shadow drifts across the room
and you awaken in shivers and shakes

I will haunt you
Track Name: Diamond Dust
When you can just make out the door
but can't crawl that far across the floor
Get a grip on the vision spin, think it over

Did your friends leave you for dead
Is all that as much as you bled
Are you a fool for giving up, or giving under

Are you ready to take some more
Keep it all down here on the floor
Would you call it an even exchange
Think it over

I take this and I give you that
Once gone, it ain't coming back
Trade some dust for a mile or rust

Work me over for some diamond dust