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Bad Taste
03:33
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Oh, TV shot me in the back
I'm lying awake
Can't concentrate now
Oh, leave me, shut me in the drawer
I've gone out of date
Left a bad taste now
Leaning out
Who do I think I am?
Caught in the rough
Who do I think I am?
Blue bus seat drags me
back to the bottom of an awkward mistake
That I'm reluctant to chase down
So nearly swallows me but I run and it's a lucky escape
Though I'm aware it's too late
It's too late
There's nothing left to say
All out of those tired cliches
Leaning out
Who do I think I am?
Caught in the rough
Who do I think I am?
It's too late
Who do you think you are?
Who do we think we are?
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2. |
Rafters
03:24
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I’m sick of your suburban entitlement
No sense of abandonment
You weren’t a mistake and you don’t make them either
Now either you’re stupid, or I’m convoluted
Or maybe you don’t have a point ’til you prove it
I never let other people speak
Been stressed out for weeks
I just wish I could find out why
I’m so difficult to deal with
I just wish I could sleep
Something must be bothering me
Peter out and repeat
I’ve been stuck on this constant ebb
and the art of conversation always escapes me
And all I wanna do is waste the day
hanging out out with you
Before I met you I was hanging from
the rafters on the roof
But what are you gonna do when I come
crashing down and leave you all confused?
Will you still be here when I wake up?
Do you ever wish you could cease
to exist and have peace and quiet, man
Rest that diaphragm
I’m sick and tired of shouting
it’s getting me nowhere
(I’m so tired of shouting and I’m so tired now)
‘Cause I’ve been aching for so long now
and I can’t work out how
‘Cause you’re pathetic when you moan
Non-diegetic voices scream at me when I’m alone
I can hear a storm outside my window
Make sure you call me when you get home.
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3. |
Get Out
02:52
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Most night I feel like
putting my brain on ice for just a little while
I need to escape this life for just a little while
That's not what you told me
You said that you'd owe me a mile
Someone's been telling lies
I'm feeling pretty heavy
Yeah, my brain is like spaghetti carbonara
No you can't change your heart or your hairline
Sometimes we all fall apart but we'll be fine
Now get out
Most nights I've been having bad dreams
That's not a metaphor I mean literally bad dreams
It's hard to know what they mean
I haven't seen you since two thousand and something
And in a flash on the screen
we watch the sugar tower crumble to nothing
I'm nothing and you're nothing
Everything on the news is like horses to glue
and everything that we do doesn't matter
Everything on the news leaves me grey and confused
and everything that we say goes to waste.
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Yeah, Maybe
02:06
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Yeah, maybe I’m just a boy
Sedated
Never listen, never own up
Write it down on my hand
and then forget about it
Well last night you said that you don’t need love
Yes you do and I do too
Escaping
Let part of me cave in
Berated
I’ll never be what you want me to be
I’d like to hear just how I have done wrong
Coalesce our truths
I do not know where we are
Yes you do and I do too
Reaching out
Won’t fall back in
I’m reaching out
Won’t fall back.
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Indie rock band from the UK. Specialist Subject Records. Our second full length album Remorseless Swing is out now! All the good stuff via the links...
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