1. |
I Want It
02:32
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3. |
Digital Moon
04:08
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I’m riding on the tail of a digital wave
Trying desperately to simulate your embrace
I know it’s night for you, but for me it’s day
I hope the blue light helps you take some away
Light rains like bullets the land of the sun
Pulling guilty triggers on a Malibu gun
Celestial pleasures that come with a bite
Day becomes nothing without bitter night)
I - grab my sun, put it under my arm
So I can swim - to you
But The waves I ride push their weight on me
Ooh my sun
Snuffed beneath the waves
Oooooh
Distance seems to stay/can’t decay
Ouuuuut of the blue
And into the black
When you’re far away
Far away
Far away
You stand ashore
Far away
So far away
Very far away
You stand ashore
——
The moon has cracks
And breaks away
but nobody’s seen it
they’re too far away
The moon falls apart
Almost every day
but nobody notices
they’re too far away
Ooh
Oooh
The moon has a face
Filled with shame
Could we really help
If it’s so far away
A digital sun
With blue light rays
Could it really help
If its light is nothing to
You - could it work?
And keep together or maybe it’s all
You - could it be
The ocean suffocated the sun?
Ooh
Oooh
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4. |
Church Sreet
03:36
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Outside road signs
I been here a thousand times
Bad thoughts of red dots
And death beds full of wasps
Out of here, child dear
Calloused are the true in fear
Hit the gas, going fast
Breaking down the overpass
I will not feel guilty for the soldiers crimes
Cobain had a choice and he chose to resign
Winners cut their drugs into picket lines
Choose my morals in the right place and time
Ooooh ooooh deaths a broken hourglass
Ooooh ooooh never gonna meet my match
Fate is kind, with the God that lives inside
He resides to lie
Something here to say (one syllable) when we go back into verse???
Cross town loud sounds
Had to pull the cooper out
Watch the black, rise and snap
Soon to join a sea of glass
Enjoy the ride, purloined life
Wicked speed and stippled mind
One last time, the only crime
Hit the curve it's time to die
I don't count the bodies at the end of the night
Hades had a wager on my scale tonight
Best to shut your eyes and enjoy the ride
We all choke it down it just goes best with wine
Ooooh ooooh deaths a broken hourglass
Ooooh ooooh never gonna meet my match
Fate is kind, with the God that lives inside
He resides to lie
„Mein Vater, mein Vater, und siehst du nicht dort
Erlkönigs Töchter am düstern Ort?“
„Mein Sohn, mein Sohn, ich seh es genau:
Es scheinen die alten Weiden so grau.“
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5. |
On Nietzsche
04:44
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Steps through dead leaves are no path to a throne
And the ardor of love sits carved into stone
Broken my friends from an excess of bliss
Holes in my heart yearn for this risk
Steps through dead leaves like the glass that we throw
I am the ash from a volcano blown
Scattered like breath across the clean windowpane
To live without sin is a sin all the same
In my hand the world is dead
But that won’t change the things I’ve said
I’m maimed and broken couldn’t tell alive from dead
The dice they fall like lead
The dice they fall like lead
Steps through dead leaves are no trail to a crown
And it’s hard to live high when you’re trapped on the ground
Empty the walls and tear down the house
Leave only memories left to flesh it all out
In my hand the world is dead
But that won’t change the things I’ve said
I’m maimed and broken couldn’t tell alive from dead
The dice they fall like lead
The dice they fall like lead
Steps through dead leaves are no path to a throne
And the ardor of love sits carved into stone
Broken my friends from an excess of bliss
Holes in my heart yearn for this risk
In my hand the world is dead
But that won’t change the things I’ve said
I’m maimed and broken couldn’t tell alive from dead
The dice they fall like lead
The dice they fall like lead
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6. |
Chain Engine
03:48
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Yow
Leather getting wet tank full of steam
Baby lit the match with Kerosene
She said look at me it'll be alright
We can save sleep for another night
Looked so fine
That it had to be a crime
Threw away the keys
Yeah she's the warden tonight
Nooooow
Sheeeeeeeeeeee
She hit the gas said
Scream for your girl
She itched the scratch said
Scream for your girl
Tonight
As if we would ever think to take it slow
Had my back to the wall with no where to go
I felt heavy like lead my body started to ache
Never enough room for us to operate
Whether by love or whether by hate
We were working hard to immolate
Nooooow
Sheeeeeeeeeeee
She hit the gas said
Scream for your girl
She itched the scratch said
Scream for your girl
Tonight
Solo
(Slower)
I got everything I got my eyes on the prize
Cept a woman cut me down to size
She works all day and works me all night
And she's always ready be it flight or fight
Nooooow
Sheeeeeeeeeeee
She hit the gas said
Scream for your girl
She itched the scratch said
Scream for your girl
Tonight
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7. |
Hydrotherapy
01:56
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8. |
Debris
03:37
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The debris goes crack, I lit my teeth black in the Cadillac
Fallin out I'm hitting the track, no slack
In the rope I burn rows and guzzle em' back, grrrrat
Keep the foes runnin' back, had to put the muzzle on the dogs so the collars stay black
Sinews moving through your arms only way to react
Who makes you settle on your charms with the copper intact
I burn the kettle keep my metal compact
And Iiiiii
Count my dues
And iiiiiii
Move through you
You can't make alms with the ones who tell you how to relax
Keep opening your palms and grippin' onto the wax
Introduce you to the psalms and the budget cutbacks
Crank the bass we're gonna need some louda feedback
Vermin's ostentation moving weight with the stacks
Rooks and pawns to the warden just a symbol of racks
Hit the burners in the back belie lithophane maps
Body parts line the streets and stay torrid and trashed
And Iiiiii
Count my dues
And iiiiiii
Move through you
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9. |
Our Muse, Ryland
00:57
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10. |
Excess Party
03:51
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Hats at the door
We heard you're looking for more
Everybody's looking for the excess party
Soak up all the fun and you're bound to overload
Everybody's looking for the lucid daydream
Stick it in your arm and you're bound to just expode
Everybody's digging up their second grave now
First ones had the door since you had to pay a toll
Everybody's looking for the excess party
Soak up all the fun and we're bound to just explode
Phones at the door
Where we go you won't need them anymore
Everybody's looking for the excess party
Soak up all the fun and you're bound to overload
Everybody's looking for the lucid daydream
Stick it in your arm and you're bound to just expode
Everybody's digging up their second grave now
First ones had the door since you had to pay a toll
Everybody's looking for the excess party
Soak up all the fun and we're bound to just explode
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11. |
Timekeeper
04:16
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Sad to see, what the sadness does to me
Lost in time, the walking ill defined
Clocks will rust and to think I’ve done enough
I’ve died many days, yet I’ve never seen the grave
Waking up, a task I’ve done enough
Crumbling to dust, as darkness comes to us
My soul resigned, folded at the spine
Dealt hands of spades, the road to hell is paved
Like pigs to a troth, the light attracts the moths
Hunting me, they cling to my defeat
Crowded path, my hours dodge their wrath
Still they come, the worms to take my tongue
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12. |
On Nietzsche - Reprise
01:24
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13. |
Rabid Dog
03:54
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14. |
I Call it Wolf
05:50
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The flame, the flame under my bed has turned to stone
As if I ever had a place to go
The door outside has crowned itself in snow
No way to hope, no one to hold
I watch the lamb step first into the fog
Its vapid twists and turns the pooling blood
And still I drink and drink I want the flood
Nothing seems to me to be too much
I call it Wolf to dull its fangs
That's the way I was supposed to be raised
I call it wolf to dull its fangs
To remind myself of pain
I call it wolf to dull its fangs
Loud, the clamor in the head calls the bluff
But still I prefer it to the hush
The silence that crumbles me to dust
Grinds me down until I'm crushed
And which parts of me are meant to love
the bones, the spittle, or the crud
Seek revelation through the hairs of a dove
Itching through the surface to the mud
I call it Wolf to dull its fangs
That's the way I was supposed to be raised
I call it wolf to dull its fangs
To remind myself of pain
I call it wolf to dull its fangs
Coldness has so many names
Darkness, prophets, nothing gained
Countless miles in the rain
Bike rides, spirits, whose to blame
The black hole calls to me again
Corrupts in me the souls of men
I've turned to the void so many times
It comes to me in words and rhymes
Still my legs they turn to stone
An elephant that lays me down
Keeps me trapped against the earth
Moving through the crackled dirt
The roots that have to me expunged
Corrupt the branches, trunk, and same
And still I stand above it all
At the top just bound to fall
Insane
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State of Uncertainty Chapel Hill, North Carolina
State of Uncertainty is a 4 piece rock group from Chapel Hill, NC. All members are current students or recent graduates of the local university, and met through a musicians networking club. going on 4 years together now, the band has one album written and released, and a second releasing throughout February 2021! ... more
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