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Project Flocka (Free Downloads)

by T Walker Anderson

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1.
Local Limits 04:24
Don't ask me how I'm doing. I couldn't tell you if I tried. Your fan sways in the doorway, it's always blowing me out of time. Don't lock your local limits to a telephone pole. You'll expect them to be there. When they're not, you'll lose control. Don't ask me how it's going, it shifts from cruel to kind so fast. My troubles grow so deep as I peek through the vines at the grass. Don't lock your local limits to a telephone pole. You'll expect them to be there. When they're not, you'll lose control. So don't preach about my problems like you've saved me before. It's just that life's got lots of problems, never less, never more. And don't lock your local limits to a telephone pole. You'll expect them to be there. When they're not...they're not, you'll lose control.
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Dream Title 03:39
When I was seven years, I fell asleep in bed. Kicked my feet out from the covers, walked the hall like I's dead. The space behind me shook, the floor was shifting fast. Piece by piece, uncovered holes, big, deep, black. Crying to fall in, my soul ached to give, But my body shocked up, told me to live. The bells are ringing on my high button shoes. And now... You don't talk to me, you don't talk to me, you don't talk to me(2X). I tried thinking hard 'bout all the things you said, But I've always got someones mission hanging over my head. If I ever stop pushing pick someone else in stead. Gotta keep on running to the place you're lead. So every night I'll lay in the dark, Fix the faces in my folded art, And ask myself when to break through. Cause the bells are ringing on my high button shoes. And now... You don't talk to me, you don't talk to me, you don't talk to me(2X).
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Walking down the street fell on lucky she can't. Pretty damn sure I'm not the kind of man to feel the sidewalks echo on the side of my face. Instead, I'll watch the leaves and the seasons chase. This is a sign. It's time for her go So I invited her over to my home. We wait 'till the morning, I told her to leave, she looks at me like a thief says, "I Can't Believe, I Can't Believe." Played at a church for thirty dollars a day. Tried to submerge me, I asked for a raise. Then ran up the stairs, jumped on the cross, took a real good look at what we've lost. They think it's so complex, that it's so absurd how they say so little with so many words. The truth is the simplest way it seems. When he reads to me, I Can't Believe, I Can't Believe, I Can't Believe, I Can't Believe. The fan made me run, smoke hit the floor, when you're watching all this, gunna walk through the door. The moment can't wait when you've got to break. Pays on the way, but don't you stay with he cause you see nobody told me. When everyone lies it makes it hard to believe. And I Can't Believe, I Can't Believe. I Can't Believe, I Can't Believe.

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Just a few tunes from my upcoming debut album, Project Flocka. Get ready for the other 15 tracks! Coming soon...

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released January 25, 2016

Original artwork by Tora Blaiz Anderson.

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T Walker Anderson Vancouver, Washington

T Walker Anderson is a 23 year old pianist and singer-songwriter from Vancouver, WA. Influences of folk, pop, rock, jazz, and classical music mesh together to create a unique blend of song styles. Instagram @tanderson4949

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