1. |
Outcry
04:27
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2. |
Worn Away
02:59
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Out of place again
Tossed across the floor
Out of sorts
Stuck behind a screen
The thickest pane of glass
Pixels fade out
In the meantime, daytime, real time
Always wanting it to be more real
In debt addicted always chasing ghosts
Eyes wide open, worn away
Out of touch again
Torn and wearing down
So far away
Uncertain circling
Cyclobenzeprine
Set it off
In the meantime, daytime, real time
Always wanting it to be more real
In debt addicted always chasing ghosts
Eyes wide open, wearing away
After this after cigarettes burn through curtains
Left behind a blur
Always this, after smoke drifts clear
Through the window
Always needing more
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3. |
Land Disappear
04:14
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When will you see
Run to the light forever in hope
To leave when you say good bye
under neath
water fills the ground
lifting
a land to disappear
out of reach
stealin without sound
spinning
into air
All i see
Your eyes breaking up
In front
Of me to disappear
All i hear
Hundreds running up
To meet us
Find me here
Why Cry
Why Lie
Always all near
Why Cry
Why Lie
No fear
When we know the end
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4. |
Shame on You
02:43
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you’ve taken it too far
shame on you
fall forward cut your hands
thoughts cut short
you scream like all the voices
you never heard
losing touch
…….
can't catch your breath
out of air
ticking clock - burning flame - racing to - meet the end
think of all the time
no more following
ill take it all
everything
holding out - from my hands - to your mouth - and back again
breaking every line
end of promising
you collapse
no memory
black & gray
breaking every line
promises behind
no one left now on your side
our time
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5. |
Shut It Down
03:43
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do you believe we’re alive
swing of the baton
on and on and on
taste of metal sound
can you believe when you see
broken bottles open wound
black and golden black and blue
our blood is nervous running fast
faces fleeing sirens pass
all around, the towers last
Every city under heel
you are only tools
using us while being used
every city
they are
ruling over empty blocks, prisons filling, empty schools
our blood is nervous running fast
faces fleeing sirens pass
all around, the towers last
citadel, cannibal, capital
look above, open mouth, lord of all
citadel, cannibal, capital
do you believe we’re alive?
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Cordoba Chicago, Illinois
Cordoba is a Chicago-based sextet that plays a unique blend of jazz, neo-soul, alt r&b, and prog.
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