1. |
Urchin
02:43
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I feel like an urchin,
like I've been sofa surfing since the day I was born.
Stayed over my welcome,
watched over by the eyes on the hill for so long.
They know my home is far and cold.
She hears her salvation,
at the change of a station at the turn of a phrase.
He's like a blind mason,
don't always hit it right but he's still chipping away.
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2. |
Oh Matron
02:53
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Stuck in tar
She's a candy scar
A taste of love I had
But I decay
I move on
Its a carry on
One sunset I never want to watch
Is it in my head?
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3. |
I C I
01:29
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I need another lung to breathe
I need the limbs of other trees
All week, no sleep, no human heat
I need your icey eye to me
I see eye to me
And there's a man inside your head
made up of all the things you've said
that you have lived up to regret
and he wont stop until you're dead
Eye sea aye two me
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4. |
Afterthought
02:16
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Man, I feel like an afterthought
Like a ghost on your patio
keep me up to speed on a post it note
Keep the money though
Make me feel like a common cold
Hold my cards in your wicked palms
Four digit trust never meant that much
Keep the money though
Watch TV until my body rusts
No license fee but it's victimless
Illegal means free and I've never paid for much
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5. |
Shift
02:57
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Shift your eyes through the dirt of the train window.
Hold the hand made of sand, crumbles like your hero.
Nothing to fear but the ear-to-ear grin of a man backlit and clear.
Row.
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6. |
Steal It
03:23
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Waiting for my people on the other side
They don't ask for much they just need a ride
Waiting for my woman can she get in line
She's got substance to substances
you can feel it between her thighs
I only want to steal it
I'm never gonna need it
Waiting for my lover such a handsome guy
He's got lips so thick I can feel him right under mine
Waiting for my brother he's the jealous type
He's just manic depressive you can see between his eyes
I only want to steal it
I'm never gonna need it
I feel it in my bones
Somebody take me home
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7. |
Instant Party
02:04
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Instant party in my brain again
Instant party I'm alone with them
Instant party in my brain for sure
Instant party love galore
Instant party let me out of my head
Instant party one I wish was dead
Instant party in my brain for sure
Instant party I adore
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8. |
Doe
03:32
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Slow Gouging of the skin
Where can you show me how it stings
Staring at the light yes you're doe eyed after all
Take me I'm road kill on the floor
Crawling home
Burnt in the cold
I know you won't
Make me your ghost
Keep telling me I'm sin
Torn and I'm staring at the rip
I'll be loyal like a dog thats tied around your post
Low let these doe eyes take a fall
Crawling home
Burnt in the cold
I hope you know
That i'm your ghost
Numb with no feeling
And doe eyed can't see it
Crawling home
Burnt in the cold
I know you know
That i'm the ghost
Numb with no feeling
And doe eyed can't see it
Lost in the beating
Taut to the ceiling
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9. |
Vague
03:07
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I get scared of my hands
When they're running
Through my head
Pulling threads
Almost made me feel
Stone wall stare
Staying vague
But my words can't wait
Keep me near like a stain
I keep wearing
Cultivate in my brain
Keep me young and sane
Brick like stare
Always there
My walls keep me in
Vacant waste swear I care
I don't listen
Shallow vein i'm the slave
To my mirrored face
Running scared
Vague unclear
Somewhere nowhere near
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10. |
Red Wolves
02:51
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Twelve - Foot manimal
Takes the blood of her young
For the people at the top of the ladder
Silver stair case
Cull my family for the funds
Come undone at the hunt
Kill the elderly like red wolves
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11. |
Hot Mess
04:41
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Hot mess
Fuck fest
Best spent on you
Crack skull
Shed skin
Used up I'm new
Cross eyed
Creeper
Cut mind
And chew
Rack up
White line
Good night
I'm through
You know who goes
But i'll find out
Red thighs
Capsize
Honest pose
No word
Safe word
Tap out
You're thrown
You know who goes
But i'll find out
I bite the head off of the snake
And in its tongue I pray
That I will lose the taste
I stare politely at the sun
Until my eyes undone
Frozen in their spin
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TinnedFruit Falmouth, UK
Punk // Garage Rock Sounds.
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