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Driving rock tune with layered screaming vocals about figuring out how to see the world. Your belief systems, how you can build a spirit out of music, taking religious power back. BPM - 170
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I wanna see a sea of raised fists, not camera phones or listlessness.
I want the kids to remind us why we’re doing this.
We’ll kick our monitors off the stage, cuz we don’t need to hear ourselves anyway,
As long as we’re playing what we need to say.And I say if God does exist,
It’s siding with the anarchists, for what could it be but the limitless potentials of Self,
An umbilical to the freedom that lives inside of everyone.We’re gonna blow our spirits out of speaker stacks.
That’s how we’ll take the power back.We’ll never die, because within us there’s no room for death to be found.
And why fear the grave when you’ve spent your whole life underground?
I’ve read the scriptures of them bathroom stalls,
And I drew the Black Flag bars on every bathroom wall.
I always have and I probably always will.And every morning that Great Machine tears the wings right off my back again.
But I don’t mind, because every night I grow them back.
And if livin’ like this is such a sin, then who let all these angels in?
We’re never gonna be sober again, won’t be sober again.And I say if true love exists, it’s siding with the anarchists,
What could be more free than total selflessness?
Remember we’re just bones and steam, mice in the ocean, controlled burning.
Remember we are nothing but everything.
So if you want to take control, plug the quarter-inch into your soul.We’re gonna blow our spirits out of speaker stacks.
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Lush acoustic guitars and widespread vocals, about the war we go to with ourselves when it comes to trusting the voice inside. Finding the way to live for yourself, riding on the wind. BPM - 84
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Well the Sun
I think is in my Eyes
More or less
Like wearing a Disguise
And I’ve been
Feeling like I’m under heat
I got the world locked in my chest
I gotta crisis I’m going to figure out
Gunna do my best I guessI know there’s gunna be a war
With myself
Putting the heart back on the shelf
If there’s a way , way out
Then i’m finding it
Packing up, I’m leaving nowI think they hate me in a way
I just cant ignore,
Well who said I wanna stay
Hell i’m out the door
As if, Christ was something to figure out
I gotta get this off my chestI been thinking of a night
I could say goodbye
Guess I’m waiting on a sign
Or a guiding Light
Hey! Ain't it grand?
That I’m high enough to land?
And it’s fine, it’s alright
I’ll find myself with some love and some time
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Going through experiences in the music industry, not liking a new band, feeling out of touch or out of place with your friends. Lost, lonely and thinking something is wrong. Gritty driving electric instrumental with hard hitting percussion. BPM - 82
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*EXPLICIT*
Heard your new band
And I think y’all suck
Heard your new band
And I think y’all suck
Saw your new band
And I think they’re so uptight
Know your new band and
They’re like a parasiteEverybody like its but me
Everybody like it but me
Everybody likes it but
But there's nothing wrong with meWent to a party
They played your song all night
And at that party I
Felt my heart fill white
Next weekend, Next party
They played it all again
I hate these parties
What the fuck is wrong with my friends?Everybody like its but me
Everybody like it but me
Everybody likes it but
But there's nothing wrong with meHeard your new band
and I think y’all suck
Heard your new band
And I just wanted y’all to know
Saw your new band
And I think y’all blow
Know your new band
Its like a fucking jokeEverybody like its but me
Everybody like it but me
Everybody likes it but
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With some slight country influences in electric guitar melodies. Down tempo rock tune about playing games, knowing that you've met the person who can challenge you. Still craving to be independent, elusive. BPM - 68
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Well here she comes
She dont trust anyone
She dont trust anyone
What’s happened to her
She loves my band
And all our sentiment
Well how does it feel?
Now she’s coming for you?Well Hell, We dont need anyone
We’re strangling the bird
And we’re burning the bush
Two can play at your games
But only one can play at mine
We’re howling out into the night
Like a pack of wolvesThere you go
You dont need anyone
You dont need anyone
Whats happened to you?
You love my words
And all their sentiment
Well how does it feel
Now we’re aiming for youWell Hell, We dont need anyone
We’re strangling the bird
And we’re burning the bush
Two can play at your games
But only one can play at mine
We’re howling out into the night
Just Like a pack of wolvesIt’s a perfect night
And I feel my teeth are getting sharp,
My eyes are turning red
Its a quiet night, and I’d hate to throw this all away
By swallowing my teeth,
And dying in your bedWell Hell, We dont need anyone
We’re strangling the bird
And we’re burning the bush
Two can play at your games
But only one can play at mine
We’re howling out into the night
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Uptempo driving rock song with shimmery percussive and synth elements in the chorus. About breaking out of your normal routine, creating new and better patterns for yourself. BPM - 171
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I’ll never win a Fist Fight
I’ll never be a runner
I wake up in the yard most nights
Painted different colors
And I refuse to be,
The fool again
A change you’ll see
But you know me…
I am the bully
I am the victim
I condense my whole world down
And put it in a prison
If you’re someone who is freakless
You probably wouldn’t like me
Lets agree to disagree this isn’t good timingAnd I find myself a mystery
That I keep on repeating
It’s like I lost and found that point
For no apparent reason
And you might think
Of me a little junky
But you’re not far off
Some people tend to call me
A little insane…
But forever I am Golden
I could never Glisten
In my mind there is not a thing like
“Too much in my system”
If you’re someone who is freakless
You somehow surround me
Putting me up baby to the test
I guess I’ll put it all behind me
I am the convict, and I am my own prison
It’s like missile strike right into my mind in the middle of a crisis
And if you’re putting on that black dress, you don’t have to remind me
I guess i’m not really trying to die. And that’s a better feeling, yeahGetting out of the city
Breaking out of the prison
Spreading my mind and heart around
Break it into pieces
Yeah I’m leaving on that next train
Out to where the sun ends
Collect my things
Give it all away
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Soaring and simple carefree instrumental. Acoustic guitars and simple percussion with an octave melody vocal performance. Well-balanced great for a montage moment. Lyrically about moving on from a relationship, knowing you were in love, conflict appears and having to accept the change. BPM - 84
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Before Now
I was a Machine
Bolts and screws, ate into me
Directed by, a programmed life
Now I feel weird looking into the night
We once played, all day, together
All day, together, forever
Me the Machine, my buttons and bolts
Could never evolve, enough to know.
What love is. How it comes and goes
When you left me out
I felt myself grow oldI don't wanna change your mind
Just wanna find some peace, in mine
Tell me what you wanted to find
And I can give, it a tryWhat should I do?
Now that I'm Obsoleted
I'm no more yours,
I'm no more completed
You found something
Works better than me did
So fold me up, in your tapestries again
And I'll be here, when you're ready for me
But until then, its just the rugs and me
the MachineI don't wanna change your mind
Just wanna find some peace, in mine
Tell me what you wanted to find
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