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for four walks along
the same streeted blocks
screaming the Song of Hiawatha
do tears dry
under the eyes
"why did you ever ask to leave"?
shoving away
all those things the past
shoving away
all those things in your past
screaming my only plan
my hands on your back
up your spine and around the gaps
all in the past
what rings true
in the future
tells you where to begin a verse
when yelling loud
as possible
scream the song of Hiawatha
shoving away
the chaos you started to
shoving away
the plans that were made for you
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Dead Hand
02:31
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dead hand
dead friend
dead heart
dead hands
dead friends
dead hearts
speaks in words that
no one can hear
walking in and out their air
bored in the ear
the mind is fear
dormant sighs
deafening smiles
defeated gracefully
dead eyes
of dead comrades
with dead luck
speaks in words that no one can hear
walking in and out their air
bored in the ear
the mind is fear
to someone else
to something else
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3. |
A Static Voice
04:05
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a distorted voice
womanly whispered
sounds like it's being spoken
through a megaphone
but words are unclear
perfectly understandable
but the meaning is lost
through the wall
and the sound becomes smaller
and the meaning becomes a dollar
and the thought put into this
follows suit
it follows suit
a static voice
feminine and strong
despite it weakness
the signal is clear
overcomes itself
in time it explodes
and bellows into my head
shrinking in substance
and lacking clarity
and the thought put into this
follows suit
it follows suit
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stay dashing, man
so you can cut your teeth
there was meaning in me
the dashing splash
of teeth in hat
pulled out just for you
cloth over mouth
I'll thank you later
when I can speak again
and laugh again
at how absolutely
stupid I am
the handsome smiles
of a dashing gentleman
you've truly hated
absolutely everyone
stop glares in place
where you last shape?
the eyes, they read easily
hang looks in face
were you out of shape?
the eyes, they lie easily
tied both my hands
pour your poor self
over everything
choke out a smile
and pretend to come
you've hated absolutely everyone
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5. |
Just To Move Our Lips
02:48
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confined by language
I'm fit into a fist
we talk in circles
just to move our lips
(and she said)
"where is the worst place
you've ever been"?
confined by body
I'll break out one day
nothing to say, nothing to say
"We talk just to kiss. Just to move our lips".
(and she said)
"kiss me here,
where you haven't kissed before".
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Piss Popular
04:01
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steal me
inside rosed and stuffed
put me in a brief case
I've been bad
white curtains blow
where did they go?
steal me
and put me in a raincoat
river bluff
inside suicide
the body: alive
the brain is dead
and records spin
where white curtains go
and walls go yellow
where did they go?
piss popular
and dirty fingers
grab and hold
grab and hold
grab and hold
where did they go?
steal me
and put me in a suit coat
they'd mouth my drugs
he'd seep through teeth
and lie to you
for your own sake
I'm still asleep
you're still awake
piss popular
and dirty fingers
grab and hold
grab and hold
grab and hold
where did they go?
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7. |
They Fall Together
02:39
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so to guess we put on end
where your brethren suck it in
regiments, mens and mens
we begin were they began
and we say
they fall together
we fall apart
and they say
they fall together
we fall apart
we forget, back to your life
the same voice they stuck you with
they won't tell you when, once again
breath with us and sleep with them
and we say
they fall together
we fall apart
and they say
they fall together
we fall apart
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8. |
Father Was A KIller
03:05
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quite tied in miserable mounds
a haunting echo of beautiful sounds
headless and forgetting everything
nothing but pieces left
of this so called person's baited breath
they are laughing at me...
neighbor down autumn noons
resting heads in headless pools
thinking someone else's thoughts
father was a killer and killed a lot
I'm just taking notes of the cursed plot
they are laughing at me...
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9. |
Manic Masks
02:04
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manic masks just relax welcome eyes
someone lied upper edge burning bed
a disguise killer smiles stupid pride
manic masks ugly acts welcome lies
we are waiting
waiting for what I don't know
manic masks match a mood matching you
what you choose a mask to fit or utter shit
for the wait running late punish you
manic masks going black for your mood
we are waiting
waiting for what I don't know
manic masks placed so crude touching you
color clear words to smear for too long
you aren't here in the eyes all so blind
manic masks slowly crack revealing you
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10. |
My Lawyer Says So
02:54
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you are owned
and your self is not your own
and you follow
the unknown
scare me, you can
I won't be left alone
and you follow
the unknown
fear me, you can
I won't no no no
you're in my bones
false break and the unknown
trace lines in kiss
it's what you miss
I am owned
but my lawyer, he says so
so I follow
the unknown
you are owned
you are owned
no I won't
no no no
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11. |
Joy It Seems
02:18
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gallant strides in eyes
the worst is better
in arms or letters
in smaller tides
when joy it seems
comes to me
it comes whenever
I crossed an eye
in lazy afternoon
for the better reasons
of our lost last June
when joy it seems
still comes to me
I remember everything
everything I remember
everything comes whenever
everything it seems
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Deleter Minneapolis, Minnesota
Skewed but catchy. Straight forward yet obtuse. Angry but thoughtful. Sleeker, simpler and
meaner.
Lyricist and guitarist Knol Tate (Satellite Voices, Askeleton, Killsadie, Hidden Chord). Bass guitarist and vocalist Travis Collins (Satellite Voices, Spirit Of 76). Drummer and percussionist Josh McKay (Farewell Continental, Mourner). Guitarist Jordan Morantez (The King & The Thief/Blue Green).
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