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What if mistakes we made came back to us one day
stood along the path and blocked every escape
And all we court and spar whittled us down to things we aren’t
useless tricks and dirty piles of false starts
To say we have been here forever
stuck between this voice and being clever
failing mask with 40 years of refinement
with nowhere else to run when we’re no longer behind
Alone now and frailly sparse
cropped out worth corrupted arc
medically wound and forever we are
violently and now virulently parsed
I can feel the MiGs closing in
and the night absorbing me
as I bend myself to break
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Good Luck in Green Bay
02:41
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Here I lived and here I died
Stitched together symbols and signs
For the bare ruined choir
And so all these things we prayed down
became false signals on the trip out of town
Burned off swift far from your eyes
what brought the summer stayed
under the howls and cries of a dead moon’s weight
I’ve seen the aged cycles of my fears
Never leaving you but never here
I’ve seen what these thoughts create
With all the lies forgot the fiction
we were surrounded but could not listen
We could see the life we could hold the light
but there’s no roadmap for the territory
to inspire the bare ruined choir
Sometimes it got so hot
I’ll burn right out of my skin
The last memory drifts out
as I put down our kids
For my final trick I’ll smile
cocksure rusty and blind
Ghosts show our story’s form
and the plot stretched out for miles
In the moment it is forever
but I’m sure in time it feels like never
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Downtown Julie Brown
03:22
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Fifteen years trading in these same fears
as I tried not to let habit become career
I promise no more mistakes
I promise to keep my head straight
I promise I won’t let these hands shake
I promise no more mistakes
I just need help today
It wasn’t me it was the wrench that got away
And now my lung and my spleen and my head
now fill with Aerozine
If my dad and wife could only see me now
they’d see how far I have come they’d be so proud
they’d see the demons I fought on my own
as the remains of the Damascus rained on my home
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Cool Attitude
04:03
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Thunderkiss '85
04:30
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Let’s start losing limbs
take a coward’s stance
hide behind our logic and deceit
If we play what ifs for too long
we might be happy and strong
We can hope with all that we share
in some years we won’t care
Every inch I made went to the few
with too much work to hope I’d see it through
If I were brave I’d let go
finally let this bias show
The pieces we mulled over
that we claimed we never saw
that always fold over these fatal flaws
If we play what ifs for too long
we might be happy and strong
Words weren’t enough to mend
this is how things began to end
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Keep Charging the Enemy
03:00
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We want the body
we’ll take it all
Cycled and circled down
We have the body
we’ll eat the soul
Cycled and circled around
Huddled and harnessed
an impression
was all you left
Huddled and caressed
an impression
of who we loved
The morning
will find me
with the world’s blood in my mouth
The morning
will find me
with the world’s good gone
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9. |
I'm Not Tied to Pretty
04:39
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I may swim out
past the breakers
to be pulled under
to feel the warmth within my chest
I may build walls
that fall to the surf
to keep my distance
the only way no one gets hurt
I may build walls
that fall to the surf
to keep my distance
from the only thing this night has left
You will lose this argument
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Maple Stave Durham, North Carolina
Since 2003, Andy Hull (baritone guitar), Evan Rowe (drums), and Chris Williams (baritone guitar, vocals), have written songs to overwhelm. In 2019, Chris Rasmussen (bass) joined to add even lower-end. Arguments, their 3rd LP, due August 2023, is an explosive amalgamation of what’s come before and a tense, heavy album of loud songs about difficult things. RIYL: Louisville, T&G, Unwound, aluminum. ... more
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