1. |
Aflame
02:34
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Grinding teeth I'm stuck again
I've got the same cogs in my head
Gears, bootstraps, spit abound
They're eating shit in plastic gowns
I sink into a pit of lies and all my fears circle the drain
The grip is cold, my sins are hot
I take my demons for a walk
Incinerate me like the moth
It all goes aflame
Slow ride to ecocide
It all goes aflame
The baron's teeth glitter and gnash
He licks my head so tenderly
My evolution televised
Monkey wrench this death machine
I turn my gaze down from the sky
Come all ye faithless pray for rain
Sipping, stepping, piss my paths
Face to face I don this mask
Incinerate me like the moth
It all goes aflame
Slow ride to ecocide
It all goes aflame
He shakes my hand and takes my gun and
All my fears circle the drain
The grip is cold, my sins are hot
I take my demons for a walk
Blaze in glory like the moth
It all goes aflame
Grease the slide to fratricide
It all goes aflame
Incinerate me like the moth
It all goes aflame
Slow ride to ecocide
It all goes aflame
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2. |
Songs For A Plague
02:59
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Stumble forward as I make the same mistakes every day
Eyes shift back again, all stories fade to gray
I won't look behind
Vultures follow courtside
You can't keep it up
Do you want to stay alive
Songs for a plague
I scream into the sky
Your rent doesn't pay itself
The water's low, heat is dry
Caught in the tunnel
Laughter rings from the other side
You can't keep it up
Do you want to stay alive
Songs for a plague
Stumble forward as I make the same mistakes every day
You won't believe the curse that's here to stay
Doors crash shut behind
It's 99 degrees outside
You can't keep it up
Do you want to stay alive
Songs for a plague
I scream into the sky
Tears trickle down the drain
Heaven knows what hell will try
Caught in the tunnel
Laughter rings from the other side
You can't keep it up
Do you want to stay alive
Songs for a plague
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3. |
Year Of Yes
01:02
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My soft woulds and lazy buts
Twelve angry rent checks make four seasons of rut
Opportunity knocks on my screen door
Trick or treat, so pick, you sorry bore
Will I pass this character test?
A year of yes, the answer is
Will I pass this character test?
A year of yes, the answer is:
What's to lose and what's to gain
Living life in the parking lane
Time runs short, go seize the day
Pros or cons, there's nothing to weigh
Will I pass this character test?
A year of yes, the answer is
Will I pass this character test?
A year of yes, the answer is:
Things do cost and things sure are tight
Ain't I tired of staying in each night?
I'd rather think what I've done instead
As insomnia jumps on my deathbed
Will I pass this character test?
A year of yes, the answer is
Will I pass this character test?
A year of yes, the answer is:
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4. |
Surveillance Van
02:32
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Looming figure, helping hand
Escorts you to the surveillance van
Take you for a ride or take you for the fool
We needed no disguise in a world so cruel
The grainy signal meets your loving stare
As we strap you into your velvet chair
Glowing heart, beating screen
Will to witness, I believe
Glowing heart, beating screen
Will to witness, I believe
Glowing heart, beating screen
Will to witness, I believe
Glowing heart, beating screen
Will to witness, final scream
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5. |
Car Sick
02:31
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Driving at night
You turned out all the lights
Leaning back in a chair
We stop and take a right, take a right
Mist seeps through the trees
You get down on your knees
Sirens flashing, I am crashing and you
Take the keys, take the keys
We're syncopated
Intoxicated
Take on me, I'm hiding in the back seat
Vindicated
You'll never make it
Take on me, I'm hiding in the back seat
I bought a new car
We drove it off the lot
Bought the fuzzy dice, the price was right
We took it far, took it far
On highways and air
The wind rushed through your hair
We were cruising the roads
You whispered your name into my ear
We're syncopated
Intoxicated
Take on me, I'm hiding in the back seat
Vindicated
You'll never make it
Take on me, I'm hiding in the back seat
A work of art
The Toyota won't start
I look into your eyes
A boot pushes my face into the dirt
A work of art
The Toyota won't start
I look into your eyes
A boot pushes my face into the dirt
We're syncopated
Intoxicated
Take on me, I'm hiding in the back seat
Vindicated
You'll never make it
Take on me, I'm hiding in the back seat
Car sick
I'm car sick
Car sick
I am car sick
Car sick
I'm car sick
Car sick
I am car sick
Car sick
I'm car sick
Car sick
I am car sick
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Lolly Gaggers Oakland, California
Eden - Drums
Critter - Bass
Cary - Vocals
Blair - Guitar/Vocals
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