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Hooks
05:27
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You fell off the hook, miles away
We recognize the taste
It's all right to lie today
Pose the pros are here
It's your life rake it in
Fell light, from my rise
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2. |
Teeth
05:28
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Found my lonely gaze
Below
The teeth are on display
Push in cold I'm out
She pulls my teeth and laughs
You’re wrong
Pulls me closer
Going under
She sits and listens, we're kissing the floor
Found my teeth I'm crawling back for more
She loves the way we run
Mine to taste
Slice the days
We'll fall back together
They'll still try to kill us
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3. |
Their Noise
04:15
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We crawled past the fools
Blind they stand, miles away from you
It's safe, you can pass on again
Your last attempt, broke hope
Now we can breathe, as the liars break their teeth
And the narcs make their noise
Fools raise your glass
Always in line
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4. |
Half-Ounce
05:56
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Here we are, a muddy paradise
Wash away, it's you we'll sacrifice
Sorry, it's me or the others
I cannot separate this discarded night
Can I see, your pouring grief
Lie with me tonight
Scared, I run for cover
The sky looks bright tonight
Refused, the raven beckons
It's a play, and we're the minstrels
A figment, the aimless craving reckons
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5. |
Olshim
02:55
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6. |
Dust
03:50
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Throw me around
It’s obvious
Now that you’re
Throwing me far
You will remain uncertain
I see the way you are
I see the way you are
Now that you're abandoned
The fall was nothing
You groan away
The fall was nothing
We groan away
The fall will last, not broken enough to run
It's true
The prize
You fool
Now put your hands away
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7. |
Fools
05:14
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Poor boy the throne is a task
Into position, we'll hold them back
The noise
We're all still waiting, composed enough, the road wouldn't last
So we laughed, composed enough
You sit there wishing and we'll break his back
The walls will just thicken to hold in your laugh
The noise
Found your desire it's easy to place
The packs getting stronger but going to waste
Subtle roads
Pass it alone
Come see the rise
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8. |
Wretch
03:12
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Washed in and hopeless, breaking theme
Take your place, take your piece
Yeah, your protest, collapsed today
Come my restless one, the herd awaits
you'll find the role we posses
Controls the pride you're pushing away
Focus, you're sacred
Are we mad to ask? You're mine to ask
Row we're tired, while the world's awake
Places vagrants, your begging stops today
Focus, you're sacred
Are we mad to ask? You're mine to ask
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The pros line the bay
Because they came to draw you out
And yeah, come join my parade
But the more you scream the more they'll laugh
Close them tight, as the old folks would say
It's easier to lie here awake
You can row your hope, but I froze the road
The sign of my declining parade
Row all you want
Row your world away
Row all you want
Row right into my parade
The nights calling out
The lights fall away
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Old Loaves Auckland, New Zealand
Ben Ward
Jason Gascoigne
John Strange
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