"Second Class" is a song off of Dispatch's new album Break Our Fall, out now.

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LYRICS:

Oh I need a helping hand
how unAmerican
I’m a Second class soldier
And i’ve gotten in too deep
Just a pawn in their scheme
i don’t think I’ll get much older

All lies on the inside, don’t everybody get to  

oh as high as I am    
on daizepam.      
they got me running both 
Sides of the border 

Oh I need to get out    
Need to make my way south 
Skirt the Hindu Kush to skirt their orders 
 
I got the letter in the post 
The one you fear most
It says they share your sorrow
oh But i know that it’s not right
Their convienient suicide
They tell me to take a number
All lies on the inside don’t everybody get to die  

cuz I just know he wouldn’t go that way     
He wrote me just the other day
talked about all the plans he wanted to make 
Said that you got to.    

oh ma it’s getting mad in Asadabad, but there’s no one to report to 
If I reach the bazaar, it will be too far, so I’m leaving tomorrow

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"The Legend of Connie Hawkins" is a song off of Dispatch's new album Break Our Fall, out now.

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LYRICS:
Down on the courts in Bed Stuy
A legend rose from the streets
Just a poor kid with no use for what the others called gravity 

People came from all around to see young connie Hawkins do his thing
When the hawk went up against the best at Rucker park
oh how the choir would sing   

High flying kid do you know what you just did 

Is It just a dream love, is it just a dream love, steady you go
Hey pa I think I’m gonna make it, I’m going away on a one way ticket 
Is it just a dream love, is it just a dream love, steady you go 
round here those are always sinking, folks will say connie what were you thinking 

He lead the team in Highschool he never once got beat two years in a row
Got a scholarship to Iowa and knew that he had to go
he sent a letter home, to his papa, said papa I’m going to the nba 
But then out of nowhere his name got dropped into a scandal, always someone got to pay 

I got to got to got to get going now pop, there’s a detective here from the DA 
He’s telling me they’ll lock me away, if I don’t say what he wants me to saaaaaaaay 

So to all the kids on the back home lots, I swear it isn’t like they say 
the investigators pushed me around, and then I was black balled by the nba 

That playground legend, who could dunk when he was eleven, with super natural abilities, long before MJ before the Doctor. 
His Dreams were stolen, stomped on and thrown in, never got his day in the sun 
And now here lies High Flying Hawkins the greatest player that never was

So to all the kids on the back home lots, I swear it isn’t like they say 
the investigators pushed me around, and I was black balled by the nba 
His Dreams were stolen, stomped on and thrown in, never got his day in the sun 
And now here lies High Flying Hawkins the greatest player there ever was

The Legend of Connie Hawkins

"Silent Type" is a song off of Dispatch's new album Break Our Fall, out now.

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LYRICS:
Rode our horses in the pelting rain over the graves of the last war
Rooster was on a tare about something he’d seen the night before
Then he went quiet, when his horse stopped still in the night
I guess every now and then he the silent type 

From a ramshackle shotgun house we heard a woman just a screaming a name 
said why’d they take him lord, he hasn’t done a thing
But in that moment seemed god slipped out of sight
I guess every now and then he the silent type 
I guess every now and then he the silent type 

Another storm is coming, we gotta take a stand, so we don’t fall
Another storm is coming, we gotta take a stand, so we don’t fall

Further up the trail we came to ghastly sight
a man hanging from an old oak tree, for looking someone in the eye 
I asked the governor but he ducked back from the light 
I guess every now and then he the silent type 
I guess every now and then he the silent type 

Another storm is coming, we gotta take a stand, so we don’t fall
Another storm is coming, 
we gotta take a stand, so we don’t fall
we gotta take a stand, so we don’t fall
we gotta take a stand, so we don’t fall
we gotta take a stand, so we don’t fall

we gotta take a stand, so we don’t fall
we gotta take a stand, so we don’t fall
we gotta take a stand, so we don’t fall
we gotta take a stand, so we don’t fall

Silent Type

"Break Our Fall" is a song off of Dispatch's new album Break Our Fall, out now.

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LYRICS:

I remember that night
you fell asleep under the truck when it got late
in the morning When I pulled out to look for you thank god I rolled out straight

Nothing was ever too much
doing flips off the roof
it’s like you were cheating death left and right, but you still wanted proof

i was thinking about you just yesterday, how you were gonna stop by on your way
i had some things that I wanted to talk you about, I had some things that I wanted to say

But now i stand here in your flannel shirt, your mom couldn’t bear to give it to goodwill
It’s not even cold out but I wear it still
You were always there when we hit the wall
now no one’s gonna break our fall

We laughed until we got drunk, we drank until we fight
Then we’d laugh again over my fat lip, while you were icing your eye,

but you got behind the needle, chasing the next high
And then you managed to escape it, you got that job and you married your wife 

i was thinking about you just yesterday, how you were gonna stop by on your way
i had some things that I wanted to talk to you about, I had some things that I wanted to say

But now i stand here in your flannel shirt, your mom couldn’t bear to give it to goodwill
It’s not even cold but I wear it still
You were always there when we hit the wall
now no one’s gonna break our fall
Break our fall, break our fall

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