1. |
Fuck Metronomes
01:24
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fight flee fuck
it's the same
fuck metronomes
rhythm beat groove
it's the same
fuck metronomes
work read think
it's the same
fuck metronomes
clock stopwatch
it's the same
fuck metronomes
pull apart the bars
and get the fuck out
get across the line
you're nothing at all
never count the yards
they drag your feet down
you make your own damn time
but still you need me
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2. |
Retainer
04:54
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I woke up and drank my favorite cup
of one more time against the grind
I jumped into the recycling bin
Now what funk could they make with this junk
I walked past a bursting cytoplast
Who spilled his organelles all in my cells
I arrived at the construction site
Building the shed where they plan to keep the dead
Retain x15
Hold it together now keep it together now
I let out a sneeze and that goddamn breeze
Carried it back to hit me in the face
I checked my phone but there was no one home
How I was waiting for a single call
I count the days for that month of may
To take you and bring you to my door
I fall asleep after I violently weep
So it’s one more time against the grind
Retain x15
Hold it together now keep it together now
I got lost somewhere among the moss
Now what the hell could make this smell
I looked around and there I found
The ditch where they buried that snitch
I let out a shout and he turned up his snout
And set shut up I’m trying to watch the film
I woke up for real and couldn’t help but feel
That it was one more time against the grind.
Retain x15
Hold it together now keep it together now
Retain x15
Hold it together now keep it together now
I wrote you a song but it came out all wrong
So I’ll just wait for you to teach me how
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3. |
an honest song
02:56
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Verse
I want to heal x4
I want to feel x4
I want to heal x4
I want to feel x4
I can't escape x4
I can't relate x4
I can't escape x4
I can't relate x4
Chorus
I put my head in the stove
And took off my clothes
As well
I left this Earth
When I injected the dirt
Of Hell
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4. |
Hella Kopter
03:05
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The damn car won't start
So pick up the hood
When piss works as antifreeze
I'm sure it's all good
Kick a tire, start a fire
Throw it into the pipe
With ignition comes fruition
And that fucker is ripe
I'll let you do that, Dave
Oh shit the paper clip don't work
Going Christine on my ass
But my hero's Captain KIrk
I'm drinking 'til I'm full
I'm eating 'til you're empty
A long night ahead
A gallon? Shit that's plenty
You, you wanted to
Make, make a quick escape
I, I was hoping you would
Hit me with your car, but
You, but you fucked up
I, I outran your gun
So, so you'll stick around
And blame this whole thing on me
A hotel room
A mapquest zoom
Give me some peace and quiet
Why don't you go fuck a broom
Brick on the gas pedal
Brick in the engine
Brick through the taillight
What was that you mentioned?
That nothing could match this
That nothing could surpass this
That ride we had six months ago
Like everybody else we go
Sunrise til sunset
We were living it up
Cruising on empty
You, you wanted to
Make, make a quick escape
I, I was hoping you would
Hit me with your car, but
You, but you fucked up
I, I outran your gun
So, so you'll stick around
And blame this whole thing on me
You, you wanted to
Make, make a quick escape
I, I was hoping you would
Hit me with your car, but
You, but you fucked up
I, I outran your gun
So, so you'll stick around
And blame this whole thing on me
You, you wanted love
You want that stuff?
Why these tears
When you blame the whole thing on me?
I'm feeling hella kopter
feeling hella kopter
feeling hella kopter
hella kopter lets go
I'm feeling hella kopter
feeling hella kopter
feeling hella kopter
hella kopter lets go
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5. |
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once
i could keep it up
could keep it in
once
i could keep it in
and could throw it up
yeah once
i could throw it up
and set it free
yeah once
i could set it free
to leave it be
yeah once
i could leave it be
to come back to me
yeah once
i came back to me
i saw the trees
yeah once
just once
eat me
for lunch
keep it up
keep it in
keep it in
throw it up
keep it up
keep it in
keep it in
throw it up
keep it up
keep it in
keep it in
throw it up
keep it up
keep it in
keep it in
throw it up
throw it up
throw it up
throw it up
and ship me off
pack my bags and
give her back and
ship me off
pack my bags and
give her back and
ship me off
pack my bags and
give her back and
ship me off
pack my bags and
give her back and
once
you could stay by me
be a ray for me
yeah once
you could illuminate
and unlock my gate
yeah once
you could get me up
to go all night
yeah once
you could set me up
to save your life
yeah once
you could find a way
to make me stay
yeah once
you could let me go
to seize today
yeah once
just once
eat me
for lunch
keep it up
keep it in
keep it in
throw it up
keep it up
keep it in
keep it in
throw it up
keep it up
keep it in
keep it in
throw it up
keep it up
keep it in
keep it in
throw it up
throw it up
throw it up
throw it up
and ship me off
pack my bags and
give her back and
ship me off
pack my bags and
give her back and
ship me off
pack my bags and
give her back and
ship me off
pack my bags and
give her back and
(rock out)
ship me off!
pack my bags and
give her back and
ship me off
pack my bags and
give her back and
ship me off
pack my bags and
give her back and
ship me off
pack my bags and
give her back and
ship me off
ship me off
ship me off
ship me off
ship me off
ship me off
ship me off
ship me off
ship me off
ship me off
ship me off
ship me off
ship me off
ship me off
ship me off
to college
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Kevin Crouch San Francisco, California
Noisy catchy shit. I do everything on these songs.
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