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Bad Dog
02:10
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BAD DOG
Where do you come from?
Where'd you get your self worth?
Who do you run to when you wanna lay blame?
Leather-neckin' down the street
Like'a hey, I'm a joy-ridin'
Like a bad, bad dog
Beat yourself up when you make a mistake
Make a mistake when you beat yourself up, GO
Ready to live and all set to play nice
But you cannot STOP
Leather-neckin' down the street
Like'a hey, I'm a joy-ridin'
Like a bad, bad dog
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2. |
Fairy Tale
02:40
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FAIRY TALE
We've known ourselves for ages
We never fit the mold
You like your porridge too soft
And I keep my bed too cold
Right here is just a story
Don't say it's different now
I know just where to find you
But not really sure how
We own the feeling, baby
We own the world
It's time
It's time to breath again
I'm living in this skull
And I'm wandering through the world
I'm going back and forth, forth and back
And I still don't know the words
Some kind of hocus pocus, mantra, chant, or spell
To convince myself that paradise ain't just some other hell
We own the feeling, baby
We own the world
I own the feeling, baby
I own the world
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3. |
Dusty Shop
02:19
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DUSTY SHOP
An old inventor cleans a dusty shop
He rearranges his creations
He longs to be at his next finish line
But he's filled with memories
That keep him rooted, stuck right here
This is the life I've waited for
There's no more time, there's nothing more
This is the life I've waited for
There's no more time, there's no more time
His desperation reached a fever pitch
One thousand springs and cogs, no gear would fit
His hands just seized and shook more every day
An old inventor cleans a dusty shop
This is the life I've waited for
There's no more time, there's nothing more
This is the life I've waited for
There's no more time, there's no more time
There was a time where I waited for proof
I waited for smiles, I waited for you
There was a time I wasted on trials
My days were all dark but now all the sun can come out
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4. |
Fight To Let It Go
02:11
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FIGHT TO LET IT GO
I've got a pretty awful habit of
Forcing things that should've blossomed naturally
Like watering a plant to death
Never giving up space, smother your existence
There was a time when I was blind
That was this morning, that was tonight
There was a time when I was blind
Who am I fooling with "there was a time?"
My heart is strangling my life
I've gotta fight to let it go
I'm clinging too hard on this light
I've gotta fight to let it go
Try to feel something inside
There was a time when I was blind
That was this morning, that was tonight
There was a time when I was blind
Who am I fooling with "there was a time?"
My heart is strangling my life
I've gotta fight to let it go
I'm clinging too hard on this light
I've gotta fight to let it go
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Lifeshades
02:47
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LIFESHADES
Spent six months thinking, six months drinking
Six months thinking again
It's like an ancient deep-encoded
Constant need to defend
A set of manic, drastic actions
That all lead to the same
Despairing apex where I shake this
Break it all down again
I'm living in the wrong way
For feeling wrong for living
It's not white/black or night/day
Unending hues and lifeshades
There's no one left to hld me down
I'll smash my own face to the ground
Who needs a friend when I'm around?
I'm living in the wrong way
For feeling wrong for living
It's not white/black or night/day
Unending, Unending, Unending
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Parade of Horribles San Diego, California
Parade of Horribles is a two piece experimental sound disaster best described as a punk version of
Primus.
Chris provides a solid foundation with a drumming style rooted in old school and hardcore punk. To this Jason overlays a flurry of different musical styles ranging from punk to funk, mixing in hints of folk, jazz fusion, classical, alternative and hard rock.
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