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I parked out in the rain
Trapped inside this mire
I always feel the shame
If I didn’t, I’m the liar
I sit alone, afraid
Can’t stay below the wire
Countless time I prayed
Just to put out the fire
I thought I’d always have your smile
I thought I had nothing to worry about
You unpacked to stay awhile
I thought I had nothing to worry about
To fight against his own hands
To get up and take a stand
To protect what he has at any cost
To think it through before he’s lost
(repeat)
It takes a real man
I need to take the pain
We all say we’ll change
I would be fine like a child
My thought won’t rage
All the time I said before
I was mistaken for sane
I tried to cut out the rest
Just stand up and refrain
I said I’d keep you safe if you stayed
I thought I had nothing to worry about
I broke my word so you strayed
I thought I had nothing to worry about
I always fall outside the wire
I leave the love in pain
I’m sick, weak and tired
This will be my last rain……
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Blue Stardust Jackoff
01:32
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Someone said they saw you downtown
And you cut of all you blue hair
Some people do things they don’t like to do
And you do it and you don’t seem to care
Some people do things they don’t like to do
And you do it and you don’t seem to care
Our souls burn in the lemon sky
The killing is done in the afternoon
Heaven is something we all have to learn
Heaven is something that I have to burn
In these ravenous times
Everyone lies
Sunk in the bullshit
Up to my eyes
Like a thousand times, never tried suicide
Like a thousand times I’m found dead
Like a thousand times I’m found dead
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3. |
Brunette, Teenaged
03:03
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We watched your death today
Right before the rain came in
We watched from every room
Brightened the lights, they were dim
All the stars are out to night
The boulevard is full of shame
All their eyes are the moonlight
They will burn out in their fame
Time just hides old wounds
They tend to work their way up
The burden of pain is a relief
It makes me appreciate your love
We watched your life today
Right before the sun came in
For hours we sat in your room
Dry those tears, it’s time to begin
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4. |
Dirty Spearmint
05:19
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Dirty spearmint gum package sitting at the bar
Visible reminder of the girl who walked away
Dark green bottle dispenses me kindness
Wipes clean the memories, at least for today
Limping into tomorrow I pull back the curtain
Only to find the puppet master dead
Small consolation for fools and for felons
Who never even knew they were played
But it's spring, and the world is fuckalicious
Every movement brings doubt and shame
Breath is painful bones are broken
Time moves forward, the way we never do
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Sustenance Jar
02:37
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As I drop in my pennies, my sustenance jar
might explode into honey, if I go too far
I'll jump right on in, I'll swim in your moat?
As I drown I feel good maybe now I will float
I dig down, into my sustenance jar
I can't believe that I've fallen this far
Down, into my sustenance jar
How in the hell have I've fallen so far?
As I drop in my pennies, my sustenance jar
might explode into honey if I go too far
As I crawl down into my self-centered hole
I sink into you and make my new home
As I drop in my pennies, my sustenance jar
might explode into honey if I go too far
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6. |
Sequestered
02:18
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Alone, in total silence, I hear the clock strike 5:09
Exhausted, simply sleepless, another chorus in my mind
Tick tick tick tock tick tock I feel my body breaking
I've got an insomniac's high
I think my brain's sick, I'm yours for the taking
Why do I even try?
Sequestered
Destest it
Obsessive
Excessive
Still, total silence, I hear the clock strike 6:14
I age at 90 miles a second, but I don't even know where I've been
Tick tick tick tock tick tock I feel my mind has left me
What else can I do?
I need one last trick, a pill or two will do me
Then I'm down like you
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Hate is my favorite sound
Turning cars upside down
Killing like a dog in the street
Rubber hoses at my feet
At the card game he died
with a gun at my side
He's been talking of burning christ
Bleeding hearts is what he likes
We need a stronger dead bolt
I got to make all the calls
Before we start to fall
Gunman for the day
Reign on my parade
With a rifle down town
Lets take out the clown
A killer and what he stalks
A vat of acid until he talks
Not a word about my machine
It haunts all my dreams
Love, like a hole in the head
Money and life is what he said
They call him a hero
Until you find him near you
Found in the dumpster dead
Twisted and full of lead
Gunman for the day
Reign on my parade
With a rifle downtown
Lets take out the clown
Go and leave your wife in the car
So you don’t have to pay for the meter
Yesterday, I found a baby girl
Went to work, forgot to feed her
Forgot to feed her 4x
Gouge my eyes out
Her thighs start bleeding
Your peace of mind
A thorn in my side
Crust in my throat
Says I can’t try
Bones on the hook
The blood is scenic
Dig my tracks
The sky is blue
The sky is blue 4x
Dig the needle
Your mothers crying
Saturation
Masturbation
Solar station
Playstation
Manipulation…etc…etc.
You’re the one I don’t want
I love you…
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8. |
Father's Day
02:41
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Father, why did you leave me?
When I needed you so much
Father, how could you leave me?
I needed you so much
You put a gun to your head and said
I can't take anymore
I never knew you as a happy man
Your heart was broken your wallet empty
You were so young you never wanted me
I saw your pain, it was plain to see
Father...
You put a gun to your head and said
I can't take anymore
You only smiled when you were by yourself
Your body broken your mind uneasy
If you had seen the truth you gave it up
You could have stayed you may have made it up
Father...
I put a gun to your head and said
I can't take anymore
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9. |
Ever
02:37
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10. |
Ignorant Song
05:19
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We break the hands in need
We tried and lost the case
Breaking me, breaking knees
You don’t have to say, you understand
The guilt is written on your face
You say we don’t need a plan
The guilt is on your face
They dropped the bomb
Now we’re X’ed
They dropped the bomb
Your dress is on too tight
They dropped the bomb
Now we’re next
They dropped the bomb
Turn around, turn around
No thoughts more tired and true.
Freedom is bleeding fame
Burning greed, burning me
You don’t have to say, you understand
The pain is written on your face
It’s now we need a plan
The pain is on your face
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Sterile Jets Long Beach, California
Long Beach California's Sterile Jets are intent on confronting the tortured dynamic of modern America with unflinching honesty and an exceptional mash up of rhythm, noise and melody. They draw on elements that include post rock, stoner punk, art punk and old school heavy metal and add a dollop of lyrical inspiration from Beat writers like William S. Burroughs and LA's own Charles Bukowski. ... more
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