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Metal for Breakfast
02:36
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We eat metal for breakfast
We shit gasoline
Every day since we were born all we've ever seen
Is the trickle of our insides coming out
All hail the end of the universe
Don't know why anyone would want to stay
For another day
We touched the lightening
Smoke came out our eyes
We watched the oceans burn away
The sky turned red, we birthed a crooked smile
And there were volumes left to say
All hail the end of the universe
Don't know why anyone would want to stay
For another day
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Treading Water
04:18
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When I crawl in to this corner unprotected
When I speak in to the phone I’m disconnected
I feel my skin all falling off
And I hang on to just enough to bleed
I reap the pain
I sewed the seed
I would sacrifice myself
To find a place to call my home
And I would sell my mortal soul
To find the notes I’ll never know
The paths I’ll never go
The cards I’ll never show myself
This serrated edge is sharp and seems suggestive
But the bottle might be equally effective
The circles underneath my eyes
Grow deeper as I drive my friends away
The things I’ve done
The things I saw
I would sacrifice myself
To find a place to call my home
And I would sell my mortal soul
To find the notes I’ll never know
The paths I’ll never go
The cards I’ll never show myself
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Nobody
02:48
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Who would lock you out?
Who would send you home?
Who would stand you up?
Who would tell you “no?”
Nobody
Who would break your heart?
Who would say “goodbye?”
Who would fuck you up?
Who would make you cry?
Nobody
You’re not pretentious about it
Do you acknowledge at all?
The little people poised to catch your fall
Who would knock you out?
Who would leave you cold?
Who would stab your back?
Who would tell you “no?”
Nobody
You’re not pretentious about it
Do you acknowledge at all?
The little people poised to catch your fall
You’re so pretty aren’t you?
And all your doors are open
Who will hold them for you?
Who wouldn’t hold them all for you?
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An End to Words
03:42
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This is an end to words
Falling from the page
Their meanings forever lost
Cause no one cared to save them
We wrote the last ones down
On loose leaf paper
And freed them on the wind
Cause no one cared to save them
This is an end to words
Falling from the page
Their meanings forever lost
Cause no one cared to save them
No one cared at all
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Spiders
04:54
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The spiders in my head wish that I was dead
They tell me every time I’m falling asleep
The punch me in the head kick me in the shin
Tell me what I did to deserve all this pain
They say its too late
But I will escape
The voices in my brain tell me I’m insane
But I don’t listen to a word that they say
They tell me all the words that I should have said
But they always wait until its too late
They say its too late
But I will escape
I could never kill a spider with my hand
Until what they did
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6. |
Cheer Up
03:03
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Hey
We’ll find the time
We’ll waste it all
We’ll find a way
Hey
My feet are tired
My head is too
What about you?
Hey
My eyes are closed
You’re in my arms
You’re far away
Hey
I saw you smile
We all fell down
That’s where we stayed
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The Singular Akron, Ohio
The Singular is a band that holds high the value of music as an experience and strives to make a good one for anyone who cares to listen. As a modest four piece rock band they produce a sound that can be described as cavernous and overwhelming. They triumph the art of storytelling through song, and always invite their audience along with them on a musical journey. ... more
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