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The Unending Maze
04:34
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Been around that corner
Crossed that border before
Gazed above the wall
Across the hall
Beneath the floor
Been afraid
Been courageous
Read the page
I spend my days with you inside the unending maze
Waste time
Walking ‘round the unending maze
Don’t you
Realize that you’re going ‘round again?
Break bread with the Gods for a minute
Ask them what are the odds that they’ve written
A coincidental collision
Your coordinates, my position
From their perception above her
See mentions of hate and intentions of lovers
Dimensions of fate that the sentients hover
The unending maze we are meant to discover
The path you chose might show up in the crossroads with mine
The ebb and flow of life supposes you’ll show up in time
Been afraid
Been courageous
Read the page
I spend your days with me inside the unending maze
Waste time
Walking ‘round the unending maze
Don’t you
Realize that you’re going ‘round again?
Unending Maze
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2. |
The Book
04:29
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She moves
She glides
In my head
Wake and question should it even be said
How I feel
Is it real?
Read and wrote a work of fiction
Wasting all my spare time trying to read you
What’s the point when only you are fluent?
Regardless of all the works of man, I would bet
That the book I need hasn’t been written yet
Not yet
The sunlight travels through
Soaking my bed
Whisper something
Asking are you real
Did she come to me when my brain was half-asleep?
What can I say to guarantee a repeat?
Wasting all my spare time trying to read you
What’s the point when only you are fluent?
Regardless of all the works of man, I would bet
That the book I need hasn’t been written yet
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A couple years ago I took a stroll
From my home way up on the hill
I came across a herd of zombies in the clearing
Standing so still
Produced a Molotov cocktail from my bag
Intention to kill
I lit that sucker and I let it fly
I sent that mother fucker
Set it sail
Zombies, you’ll never catch me
Zombies, I can outrun you
Zombies, you’ll never catch me
Zombies, I will destroy you
Well then I had a pickle on my hands
Well laid plans had gone awry
‘Cause zombie skin, unlike mice and men
Takes a whole lot longer to fry
Fortunately they were down to follow me
From the woods into the city
Flame in they wake which was burning everything
Had me feeling oh so guilty
Burn the whole city
Feeling so guilty
Zombies, you’ll never catch me
Zombies, I can outrun you
Zombies, you’ll never catch me
Zombies, I will ensnare you
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4. |
Painful Habits
04:49
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Plastic wrap it please
More junk to ride on the breeze
Charge me what you need
I wish it could be free
But that would kill me with speed
Soon I shall concede
Battered, bruised and blue
Is what I’ve got from being with you
It seemed quite logical
That you would cure my every woe
Got down on my knees
Soaking in these drags
And I plead for some goal to be achieved
Now this hindsight can plainly see
My heart could explode
Come out of my chest
You leave me drowning in the streets
Battered, bruised and blue
Is what I’ve got from being with you
It seemed quite logical
That you would cure my every woe
Painful it may seem
She’s the lady of my dreams
Patience with me
What a virtue
Patience with me
Ah fuck you
I don’t dance enough
Not wearing pants enough
I’m not wearing no pants
I don’t dance enough
Not wearing pants enough
I’m not wearing no pants
I don’t dance enough
I don’t get out to dance enough
I’m not wearing no pants
I don’t dance enough
Not wearing pants enough
I’m not wearing the pants
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5. |
Observers
03:58
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Man. The river has changed
Can you see the same perception
Reality. So strange
Can you see the truth?
Truth
Compromising you
In your eyes
The view
So disguised
What you see is what you get
I observe the universe
Space, moons, stars and Earth
But how can I be sure there’s truth in my…
Truth
Compromising you
In your eyes
The view
So disguised
What you see is what you get
Can you see the...
Open your eyes
Everybody dies
So you must find out a reason why
Open your eyes
Everybody dies
So you must find
Find your truth
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Funny you should ask me
‘Cause these words are hanging off the tip of my tongue
Never is it easy to preach unto a loved one
What it is that I see
Material people lying, telling you who you be
Do you even have a clue as to your personality?
Mumble. Chatter
My brain shatters
I can’t love you
‘For you love you
Quit it with the fake shit
When you talk it send my in a giro
Hanging out we get lit
On a tip we’re blowing smoke
Conversation’s lacking
You only seem to care about my best friends
Really want to show you have potential
Reach within
Mumble. Chatter
My brain shatters
I can’t love you
‘For you love you
The answer is you
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7. |
W Starts With A D
03:34
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She said “I’m better on my own”
She said “This house is not your home”
Outplay those concepts of Heaven and Hell in your own life
Heaven it poured down and Hell it froze over that one cold night
God and the Devil squared off on that ancient age old fight
The only one who noticed chained up both those gates so they’d hold tight
She said “I’m better on my own”
She said “This house is not your home”
She said “The proof it shall unfold”
She said “The truth it shall be told”
The Devil came up seeking to be less than frozen again
God rode a beam of light down to face him
Kicked Lucifer in his teeth like he was Charlton Heston
Yellow fangs of his all be flying through other dimensions
She said “I’m better on my own”
She said “This house is not your home”
She said “The proof it shall unfold”
She said “The truth it shall be told”
Pray all you want
They’ll go unanswered
This weight on your shoulders is cancer
God on your right
Devil on your left
Pray all you want
You’re mute and they’re deaf
All of your prayers
They’ll go unanswered
This weight on your shoulders is cancer
God on your right
Devil on your left
All in your head
Echoes of silence
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Blunt Cousin Dartmouth, Nova Scotia
Straight outta Dartmouth, these 3 wild n' funky maws see through the viel of the popular audio monster. They came together
as a trio in 2014 with the common goal of dethroning the mainstream air molecules, and swore not to quit until everyone who's felt the love can finally love themselves.
Known for hair thrashing, trash talking and a live experience you won't soon forget.
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