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Wrong Window
02:17
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Holding on to your hearse
Deathgrip on the pale curse
You’re fading
You’re losing
Your life in pain
Jesus stole my pills today
A gram of Xanax slips away
Damn it I’m the one to pay
Wish I had a failsafe
Jesus rode a pale hearse
The dependency’s perverse
Slipped and dragged across the ground
The thieving boys and valley deathblows
Want their cut; my stash is too low
Slipped and dragged across the ground
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3. |
Cross Cult
02:04
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I’ve grown tired of this wishing well
I know you’re tired but I don’t care
I’ve seen the nooses, so many nooses
Around the necks of the rotten corpses
Cross Cult
I burn the symbol that you hold true
Forever blind what you put them through
Dirt and rust, forgotten graves
No mourning for your bones and dust
Inside your mind, you’re mine, forever mine
Inside your soul, my soul, forever sold
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4. |
Vizitant
02:04
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Phantom slip through the transom
Bury your pride and admit submission
Apparition distorts my vision
Manifesting with endless precision
It comes alive when I see your ghost
A bloody limb waiting for the host
And all the idle hands are ripe with decay
Specter my protecter
Cover me with your endless shelter
Spirit let me hear it
Drag me from the depths of the cavern
My loyal servant
My lonely vizitant
I’ll never harm you
I’ll only banish you
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5. |
Hidden Hand
02:01
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Your egos were bloated
But those heads were exploded
Now your life's imploded
Infrastructure is crumbling
The foundation starts rumbling
Civilization is tumbling
You have lost the race
The world's run out of space
Now we can replace
With the Hidden Hand
Poison in the air
All your fears are bared
Now we can prepare
Arise the Hidden Hand
Civility is gone
The Consciousness was bombed
Witness the dawn
Of the Hidden Hand
Hidden Hand
Hidden Hand
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6. |
The Lizard Anthem
03:01
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Every time I look around
I only see what I wanna see
That means I’m a fallacy
Every time I’m looking down
I never see whats on the ground
That means I’m a wilting clown
Feel the loneliness
It’s burning down
Statues left behind
I’m breaking down this cell again
It’s in my blood
Every night I tell myself
I’m gonna live another day
Our struggles are all the same
Every night I’m dreaming of
Some solace in my broken heart
I’m the only one left to blame
Never mind it’s all a game
Feel the hiss of the loneliness
Feel the grasp of the long pale hand
Feel it now, it’s all around
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7. |
Tetraphobia
02:26
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Tetraphobia
A contradiction
Tetraphobia
My superstition
Racing
My heart’s racing
Peaceful times don’t exist in my mind
I’m doing time
In my fucking head I can’t escape
These walls of skull
Are keeping me from feeling the tranquil
Calming touch
Of anything that resembles home
Here it is
Here it comes
You’re dead
You had your chance
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8. |
CuCo
02:21
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All this time I’ve been full time
been fed your lies thru this disguise
betrayal wrapped innocence
it smelled like shit filled excuses
I can’t stand all these politics
these blurred lines
and the blades that stick
one and the same a face with no name
So you
see me
so true
completely
Take this
last gift
One ride
Last trip
So you
see me
so true
completely
Take this
last gift
end it
No more light shines on our time
its now filled with tight chests that bind
Choked up choked out this life
choked out your life in mine
I can’t stand all these politics
these blurred lines
and the blades that stick
one and the same a face with no name
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9. |
Winters
03:08
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Longing for this hell to pass
The shelter I built isn’t meant to last
Walking along this frigid path
I know I’d be ripped in half
Bleeding through memories of past
A treacherous trail, sever the mass
Wading around, dead and last
I finally see through the glass
Winters
Floating in this dark abyss
Come to see I’m remiss
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10. |
Pyschic Tombs
02:19
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I wanna make the devil made
Drink the holy water
Feel his power rise inside of you
Touch my heart, touch my soul
Fix my sickness
Make me whole
I won’t be saved
Without your control
Obey the prophet
You will prosper
Obey the prophet now
I wanna be the voice of god
And drown you with my tongue
Feel my gaze pierce your mind
Touch my heart, heal my spine
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11. |
Fugue State
03:43
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Confined to a state paralysis
Left with nothing but dull senses
Condemned in the burdens of your truths
Prosecute the pain of your culpability
Fog in my brain, shuddering soul
Ban my life and burn me whole
I never
Fused to glaciers plodding pace
Feel the mongrels taste your bloody face
Cross breed until I bleed out
Cross breed until I bleed out
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The Lungs Los Angeles, California
THE LUNGS mantra: “make it visceral,” and with their dynamic live shows and series of independently released EPs, this Los Angeles-based punk trio has been doing just that. Driven by the daily hand-to-mouth grind that they endure and fueled by the macro volatilities that sparked the anger of so many Americans, The Lungs express their discontent with a surge of infectious post-hardcore dynamism. ... more
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