1. |
Don't Leave Town
03:08
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Appraise your vows, don't leave town.
This thing we're made of, it doesn't run.
Every time I think we're done, all I need is
you all and you all alone.
Don't abandon me here,
for another goddamn year.
No matter if we're far, grow up, or grow apart,
the feeling won't disappear.
Appraise your vows, don't leave town.
This thing we're made of, it doesn't run.
I'd give so much, to just go back
and either keep it, or never start at all.
Being a martyr gets old real fast,
Kind eyes see no future.
Fuck this cycle of letdowns and trust,
getting by, smiling downwards.
Drive a stake through our collective heart?
Try as you may, you won't ever do it.
Seeped into the fabric of us, the blood is hot.
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2. |
Crease Teens
02:07
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Death to all who live,
to make our days more miserable,
at the sight of their name.
Big thanks for this waking life,
with minimal time for rest.
Shrinking and treading the borderline,
these two years have been a blast.
It takes a whole other kind of nerve,
to make it our job to forgive.
If you do so swell, write it off as a misstep.
I want a safe place in a corner, within all this grit.
Safe from pain and trouble and real man shit.
I couldn't have been more straightforward,
'bout wanting to not be hurt.
You couldn't have been worse at your best.
Death to all who live,
to make our days more miserable.
We will dance on the grave of every moment of care,
we spent on them.
Every ounce of spit, we'd gladly trade for anything.
All the guilt and all the hurt...
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3. |
little eye
02:02
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Gimme a glimpse, the breeze of September is filling the room.
For unrealized dreams, a heartache surrenders,
collapsing your outlook.
Now you're splashing regrets over everyone, painting your wisdom.
Apparition, disperse! Driven to hatred by hands that caress you.
I wanna make her smile the crest of my world,
as I weep my disparate prayer with the dogs.
Learn I exist and I'm sure, I now know what religions are made of.
There are times I feel the need to obey, but I toss and I turn to this day.
I know you by the moan of my throat,
and I know you like a cry that splits the sky.
And if I never sing again I hope you'll be at the other end
of this plume of smoke that I now breathe.
We destroy by choice, outright and harrowingly smooth.
A heartache surrenders, collapsing your outlook.
Even in sin I'll be nice, ain't no spring like the one where you go back:
a 10-year-long cartwheel. A comfy slip back into square 1.
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4. |
Worm Of Care
01:39
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They say, the road is tough - I wouldn't know.
Day by day, I spent my best years driving home.
Those city slicks, you know that they don't got the worm,
they smell it on you. You gotta make 'em squirm.
And if I die on this stage, I'm taking you posers with me!
Erratically placed, you're just copied and pasted faces.
I don't care if it rains - just a perk of growing in shadow.
So bring on the pain, I've learnt to take it.
Every time I shield my eyes, my judgement fails before
your disillusionment.
Just decide if you'd rather die sooner than you won't believe in anything.
Coming clean just doesn't look that cool.
Retract your own beliefs in full.
Those city slicks, you know that they don't got the worm.
They smell it on you.
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5. |
Glasshead
01:56
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You invested in friends that fucking bailed.
You cursed yourself with trust and that trust failed.
Upright at diminishing attention, salute your heroes as they all break bad!
And we dance on a downward spiral,
Realize that nothing great awaits.
We waste years on comfortable denial.
The glass head upon our shoulders breaks.
Clam up! Unity's for cowards.
You feel you suck at everything you do.
Still screaming but you look so tired.
Your scene's dead, your dream will follow too.
And we dance on a downward spiral,
Realize that nothing great awaits.
Rivalry's a path of no tomorrow,
and shallow pains from what it's once been.
Don't you wish you didn't live,
long enough to wonder where you even came from,
and how much air is left to breathe if you stay here.
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Hoi-Poi Thessaloniki, Greece
BAD FOR HEALTH - GOOD FOR NOTHING
est. 2011
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