Contextual Analysis of "weather worn" in Lyrics

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so why do i feel invisible?
so why do i feel invisible?
starvation the cancer within it's host. this is frightening and this is profane; the way that we ease into age. we only need this bread to let us know that hunger lies unaligned with being alone. this is frightening

weather worn

if you ain't gotta dime brother
if you ain't gotta dime brother
white light

invisible

Singer: haynes, warren

so why do i feel invisible?

look at my face these weather worn miles

if you ain't gotta dime brother

crssk.

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so why do i feel invisible?

look at my face these weather worn miles

if you ain't gotta dime brother

invisible

haynes, warren

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invisible

Singer: warren haynes

so why do i feel invisible?

look at my face these weather worn miles

if you ain't gotta dime brother

crssk.

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so why do i feel invisible?

look at my face these weather worn miles

if you ain't gotta dime brother

invisible

warren haynes

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workhorse

Singer: 36 crazyfists

starvation the cancer within it's host. this is frightening and this is profane; the way that we ease into age. we only need this bread to let us know that hunger lies unaligned with being alone. this is frightening

it's so cold. age secures us our space in the storm where we will weather worn like a well worked whore. time will take us by our tender wounds and scab us hard and leave us blue. white light

white light

crssk.

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starvation the cancer within it's host. this is frightening and this is profane; the way that we ease into age. we only need this bread to let us know that hunger lies unaligned with being alone. this is frightening

it's so cold. age secures us our space in the storm where we will weather worn like a well worked whore. time will take us by our tender wounds and scab us hard and leave us blue. white light

white light

workhorse

36 crazyfists

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