1. |
Inhabiting Existence
02:56
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Holding on to hand me down institutions
Isolated, corruption lead evolution
Gotta stop and tie the loose ends to the ground
Shut down our state of mind
Burning up on the run before it's
Hands up get down drop your guns
Cuz you know it's my turn (my turn)
We're barely keeping score
Severing the ties to a world less drunken
While inhibiting and limiting your own brain function
Entertainment for the masses
That they swallow like molasses
But it's easy to choke when they're all sitting on their asses
Can't digest, hard to process
Breathing in all these commodities and oddities
Afflicting pain in my chest
Steady heavy doses of medication
For our contemplation
Of our problems and whether not she's fakin'.... it
Make room for the modern world
Make room for the modern world
(Don't fall asleep with your eyes wide open)
These words I know. Overdose and let it go
(Can't look around when I'm losing a part of me)
Make room for the modern world
(Don't fall asleep with your eyes wide open)
Bring your boys and girls
(Feel the free)
To the underworld
(Breathe it in)
Fake a smile
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2. |
New Old Fashion Blues
02:44
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You can try to say that there's nothing wrong
Try to calm me down and say that I belong
But these old old fashion blues
They got me down
People try to complain that their days no good
That they can't get out of the neighborhood
But these old old fashion blues
They're feeling new
(Here we go)
These new old fashion blues
I know that we'll be young forever
I know that we'll be young outside
I know that we'll be young forever
I know that we'll be young in mind
(Kickin' it)
Well my girls been gone nearly half the night
She's never home. Shoulda treated her right
But these old old fashion blues
Well my car broke down and my moneys gone
I can't sleep until I see the dawn
But these old old fashion blues
They're feeling new
(Here we go)
These new old fashion blues
(Hey) (Hey)
I'll tell you that you're brand new
When you find yourself the blues.
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3. |
Cherry Pit
03:49
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When I'm falling through my memories
When I'm drifting through hard times
I'm thinking how good faith resents me
and swallows all of my soul
Until I crash into the sky
(ooh) I can't do this anymore
(ooh) I can't change
Every single day
Words get in the way
Swallow all the thoughts
Cherry stems in knots
Bite your lip to stop the swelling
I'm wondering aloud
Cuz I can't think straight
I can't think straight anymore
When I'm staring at the ceiling
When I'm passing through my mind
The world consumes me in this feeling
And swallows all of my heart
When there's just no way to get by
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4. |
Derailed
03:50
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I'm getting high on my supply
I'm selling store bought peace of mind
Business follows me back home
Work my fingers to the bone
Leave me alone
I got
No face
Free falling time got misplaced
My words
Fall short
As I disconnect
Reject what's gone
The law will cut you down to size
Shoot before they recognize
Falling apart right at the seams
No self respect no self esteem
I'm caught between
Drown out the sound
Of the noise that surrounds
That suffocates the minds of all the youth in the ground
Smiles of the suits where nothing rings true
Media madness is clawing at you
They'll tear down the walls protecting your soul
For a profit that makes most shit look like gold
From the cradle to the grave
You're not but a slave
To the hand of the man as you wear what he's made
You're branded with the brand of consuming and demand
As you sold out your soul by living in their land
Overwhelming the sensations into revelations
That we're shattering with our lives
and our own recreation
Into white washed fragments of much brighter days
Now reduced to sheep without a place to graze
The grass does not grow as it once did before
It's been trampled and eaten to where the ground is no more
The drought of imagination has blocked out the sun
Casting a shadow over all of us but one
He stands at the top of the world having fun
The man with full pockets knows his reign has begun
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5. |
Corrosion
02:35
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Tear me down
No I won't stop breathing
You gotta burn the books
Before the hungry minds start feeding
You know this
Heart is bleeding, barely beating
Can't take it no more
[Spoken]
I want to roll like stone
Momentum over fear and doubt
Cascading down mountains fueled by free falling lust
Nothing but solitude
I'm solidified in my body
Leaving my mark for better or for worse
Act natural
Taking and leaving, but gather no moss
Untouchable
Kicking up debris to settle into the fossils of future memories
Choosing not to shatter like the glass that breaks underneath me
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Almost Social Worcester, Massachusetts
3 piece punk, alt rock group out of Worcester, MA.
Chace Pettinelli
Nate Hilli
Kyle Donnelly
www.facebook.com/Almost-Social-1396186090607902/
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