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Once Upon a Traffic Jam
01:18
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She haunts herself in the manor of a cocked gun,
Red lights flashing, streetlights flashing
Brake lights flashing, party crashing,
Kiss the statics whirling out her units,
For' her circuits turns to toast
(You could try if you'd like but you'd never make it by,
I'm a cockroach sleeping in your juice
In the morning when the sky turns blue
This System is near bullet proof, long live her drug abuse)
(You've grown pale horror and thin,
Unconsciously aware your acts are leading nowhere)
(Touch her bones and soak her in,
Skeleton sorrow, pale horror thin)
Mandary, I could teach you to look the other way
Mandary, I won't force you, but eventually I will have my way
(Everybody dance to the beat of the rhythm of the scene,
I could teach you, the System falling crumbling from the sky, the sky, the sky)
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Lock me up,
She's got that grasp round' my neck again
Let me go
It's been so God damned long since I heard your voice,
My love, we're on...
She moves in the speed of the sound that have leaked from her mind
She has no texture in her eyes,
Just a restless pack of flies
Comes shivering up her spine
And blocked by the gruesome winter sky
(As we drifter further apart into the deep open space,
Our bodies slowly began replacing the tiny atoms inside of their own structure with hot, boiling pieces of digital data received by repeating one particular motion in your dreams.
But none of this would be believed if it wasn't for the vinyl crackle in the background while I speak.)
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Some Kind of Glitch
01:52
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I can tell you've never liked the forging of the rain
In the fat, sweaty summer terrain
I've been trained by freaks for freaks like you
To handle with...
Please don't leave me hanging by this thread
Slipping from my head, sipping from my head
Can't you see my eyes have bled?
I don't think I ever have been able to read your mind,
As clearly as I can now
So throw me up, throw yourself on the ground
Lay yourself to the ground
Keep your feet on the ground
I've said too much, I've said too much
Now I'm falling down her spine
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Oh what have I done
I'm broken
Oh, what have I done
You broke me
In my arms I have the power,
I can bring eternal of thee
I can't stand to see you cry
I can't stand to see you cry
(In my arms I have the power,
I can bring eternal of thee)
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She's an Opium Dealer
01:09
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Living in peace was just another lie
You wake the fuck up
Everybody move from the sidewalks x 3
And I don't know what to say since I'm losing this game
What the fuck is up with all the dollars dripping down the sink?
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Son Battement de Cœur
01:42
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As she scribbled my heart down on the rusty edge of the only replica ever made,
My attention was captured by the bleak, faded walls
And I found myself wobbling around the corners of her concentration,
Like a bug struggling to inverse its entrance
Or a canon firing itself off the ground
I could smell her heartbeat from forever away,
But her dusty fire streak was always in the way
It's the drugs, all the drugs,
The opium she brought me
And she drowned in my bed last night,
Every night it's there to haunt me
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I've been dealing with it 405, guess you could stop me now
I don't believe we've ever met before,
Please allow me to laugh in your face
But don't mind me, I'm almost never at the scene,
But I've got scars where my senses should be
Down her cheek runs her robotomy,
I'm in love but the love's not in motion
Flow cancer to her cheating heartbeat,
For the several times I've been nailed to the ground
I've been lied to, I don't mind to,
But there's lumps in my chest I begin to forget
Please take me out with a thud
There's only isolation,
No room for implications
Waahhhh! This god damned rain x2
Slow the fuck down
I've been dealing with it 405, guess you could stop me now
I don't believe we've ever met before,
Please allow me to laugh in your face
Don't mind me, I've got scars where my senses should be
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They Ate Isengard Gothenburg, Sweden
From the chaotic mind of Gothenburg-based experimentalist Harvey Parker comes a project that generates different reactions amongst listeners. Mixing industrial electronic metal with influences raging from rock to post-punk and modern psychedelia, They Ate Isengard introduces us to its unique take on post-metal by the means of aggressive screamo singing, intense drumming and trippy synths. ... more
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