1. |
Albini
05:46
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N/A
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2. |
Devil In Neon Light
03:10
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Black tattoo on her inner thigh
All part of her designs
Saw the devil in neon light
Sold her soul when the bid was right
Are you willing to testify?
Leave the pain in your past behind
Secret handshakes, hazy nights
Devil under neon lights
Maybe it’s over
Devil on your shoulders
Revving the motors
Devil on her shoulder
Hometown ghosts follow some
Wherever they choose to run
And the past hangs heavy on
Burned in the setting sun
Maybe it’s over
Devil on your shoulders
Revving the motors
Devil on her shoulder
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3. |
Medicine
03:20
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Give in to something, I know you
Give in to something, I know you
Got a taste for medicine...Controls you
Give me something sedative!
Give in to something, I know you
Give in to something, I know you
Medicate the head spin...Controls you
Held in paralysis!
I feel weightless...Dying on the vine
I feel faithless almost all of the time
I feel weightless...Dying on the vine
I feel weightless...Hanging by a thread!
Give a little something, I need it
Give a little something, I need this
Got a taste for medicine...it’s full proof
Sick and co-dependent!
I feel weightless...Dying on the vine
I feel faithless almost all of the time
I feel weightless...Dying on the vine
I feel weightless...Hanging by a thread!
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4. |
Oh Donald!
04:49
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Drifting landmass
Poles apart
People are thumping
Their blackened hearts
There's a clown in the White House
Don’t speak for me
The clown in the White House
Ain’t my American Dream
All the put upon
Hate the wrong side
All the good ones
Swept out with the tide
There's a clown in the White House
Don’t speak for me
The clown in the White House
Ain’t my American Dream
We’ve seen it before
Now history repeats
There’ll be wine on the hill
And blood on the streets
There's a clown in the White House
Don’t speak for me
The clown in the White House
Ain’t my American Dream
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5. |
Low Sun
04:03
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I nearly lost my mind out there
I nearly lost my mind out there
I lost my innocence, again and again
I lost my inner self, again and again
Wish I could stay wild out in the low sun
Wish I could stay wild out in the low sun
Wish I could stay awhile sat by the ocean
Wish I could stay awhile sat by the ocean
Beneath this cola coloured sky
Another mirage, lips cracked dry
Sunlight cuts my eyes out there
Sunlight cuts my mind out there
Vultures feed on my limbs...MY LIMBS
I nearly lost my mind again, again
Wish I could stay wild out in the low sun
Wish I could stay awhile sat by the ocean
Beneath the cola coloured sky
Another mirage, lips cracked dry
I’m not waiting
I’m not hanging on
I’m not wasting away
I’m not hanging on...I’m not wasted!
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6. |
Drone Dream
03:25
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DRONE...DREAM...
DRONE...DREAM
DRONE...DREAM...
DRONE...DREAM
Wake me up from this drone dream
Wake me up from this deep sleep I’m in
Wake me up from this drone dream
Wake me up from this cold stasis
DRONE...DREAM...
DRONE...DREAM
DRONE...DREAM...
DRONE...DREAM
Pull me out from these comatose screens
Wake me up from this deep sleep I’m in
Pull me out from this dystopian dream
pull me out from this deep, dark stasis
SCRUTINY, Scrutinise me!
Under the hood of my mind
SCRUTINY, Scrutinise me!
Under the cover of my mind
DRONE...DREAM...
DRONE...DREAM
DRONE...DREAM...
DRONE...DREAM
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7. |
Fresh Hex
03:36
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This is a fresh hex
Your smile is a disconnect
Stalemate inside your head
Spinning funnels...spinning those webs
I see through your disguise
Everybody’s running
From the truth in their eyes
Tears fall slow like honey
Loose change rattles around
In the fountain of lost & found
Smoking mirrors, walls of sound
So sacred, so profound
I see through your disguise
Everybody’s running
From the truth in the lies
Tears fall slow like honey
Like honey, just like honey
This is a fresh hex
WE ALL HIDE our skeletons
This is a complex
I only wanted your intellect
I see through your disguise
Everybody’s running
From the truth in the lies
Tears fall slow like honey
like honey, just like honey
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8. |
Dust Bowl
03:32
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You surmise it’s a waste of time
But you don’t know how to rewind
Caught up in your dust bowl life
Tumble weeds in reverse
Spiral down
Inside out
Gone viral now
Upside down
Cyclone at your mountain side
You never paid enough respect
Caught up in your dust bowl life
Waiting on some kind of rebirth
Spiral down
Inside out
Gone viral now
Upside down
New dawn kissed with day-glow light
Outer body, out of time
Break out from the dust bowl dive
Force the gears into reverse
Spiral down
Inside out
Gone viral now
Upside down
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9. |
Night Of The Long Knives
04:11
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Just the next in a long line
You were always gonna dine
At the table with your long knives
Carving out secret spies
Who do you want to follow?
Who do you want to follow?
Killing fields of your own kind
The kind of blood that never dries
Hands held up to the red sky
Under the cover of the night
The night of the long knives
Wiped the mind from their eyes
The night of the long knives
Carve out secrets and lies
Who do you want to follow?
Who do you want to follow?
Why did you all follow?
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10. |
Nebula
03:50
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Bathe in uneven tide
Of all the little things that you can’t realise
Where burning stars & hopes collide
Explosions in your sorrow sky
Nebula eyes
Lost in your...nebula eyes
Swallowed by your...
Hypno-tide...
I’m lost in your...hypnotise
Creation of light and sound
Interstellar faces in the clouds
Caught up with a restless mind
Daydreamer, Lucy in the skies...
Nebula eyes
Lost in your...nebula eyes
Swallowed by your...
Hypno-tide...
I’m lost in your...hypnotise
Bathe in uneven tides
With all the little things that you can’t re-align
Burning stars & hopes collide
Explosions in tomorrow skies
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11. |
Shipwreck Sunset
04:13
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Sunsets behind your eyes
Ship wreckage out of time
Sunsets behind your smile
Still waters, fading light
So sad, so wrong
So sad, so wrong
Too sad to know!
Too sad to know!
Sunsets and falls behind
Still life, fading signs
Shipwrecks behind her eyes
There’s no getting out alive
So sad, so wrong
So sad, so wrong
Too sad to know!
Too sad to know!
Too sad to know!
Too sad to know!
Strung out and gone
Strung out and gone
Painted golden bones
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12. |
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You got me right where you want me
In the corner, yeah, I’m out on the ropes
And I see, you think that you got me
Sitting pretty in the sights of your scope
But I’m free
Free from the memory
Free from the reverie
Free from your shit
And I see, you think this is high school
But we don’t roam those halls anymore
And I see, you think I’m your new fool
Motherfucker, you’re just ripe for a fall
But I’m free
Free from the memory
Free from the reverie
Free from your shit
You got me right where you want me
Sitting pretty in the sights of your scope
But I’m free
Free from the memory
Free from the reverie
Free from your shit
You’re shit...You’re shit...You’re shit
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13. |
Endino
05:26
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N/A
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HERD BEHAVIOUR Bedford, UK
Grunge/Psych Rock band from Bedford, UK.
Formed 2016, the band is composed of Rob Muir (vocals,
guitar), Dom Notarangelo (guitar), Simon Wilson (bass) and Luke Tuchscherer (drums).
The band makes a hell of a noise, inspired by the Seattle-based bands of their youth, but with their own psychedelic post-rock twist. Expect mighty riffs, impassioned vocals, pounding drums and fuzz. Lots of fuzz.
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