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Summerland
03:22
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Sunday was drenched in gloom there was so much inside of that room can you take me to river to wash away does the sun want to come out and play there was so much more to see but now I’ll find out which tree I’ll be I can see I can see inside of the air I can see I can see inside of the air but I’m not scared it’s time to go back to summerland yeah I’m not scared won’t you take me to summerland Sunday was drenched in gloom there was so much inside of that room can you take me to river to wash away does the sun want to come out and play there was so much more to see but now I’ll find out which tree I’ll be I can see I can see inside of the air I can see I can see inside of the air but I’m not scared it’s time to go back to summerland yeah I’m not scared won’t you take me to summerland Sunday was drenched in gloom there was so much inside of that room can you take me to river to wash away does the sun want to come out and play there was so much more to see but now I’ll find out which tree I’ll be I can see I can see inside of the air I can see I can see insidof the air but I’m not scared it’s time to go back to summerland yeah I’m not scared won’t you take me to summerland
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Two Rings
03:23
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talking to myself been away too long all these right turns seem to be wrong I used to find it hard to hide from the sun and then I found a cloud tied a rope and now I step left right and on and on and on I step left right and on and on an on I walked into nocturnal threat I push right through the mist and fog it drained my energy when I thought I was strong I step left right and on and on and on I step left right and on and on and on I step left right and on and on and on I found solace in Saturn there was more sketched out than a locked up pattern I found solace in Saturn we wore two rings but none of that mattered picking myself up from ashes and ember incinerating any memories rendered I had a few burns nothing that wouldn't heal dead nerves and morphine make it harder to feel torn shirt broken glass and a house key bruised knuckles panic attacks and I can't breathe bruised knuckles panic attacks and I can't breathe bruised knuckles panic attacks and I can't breathe I found solace in Saturn there was more sketched out than a locked up pattern I found solace in Saturn we wore two rings but none of that mattered it must have been about two years ago crash cool meteor at the cafe disco oh my child of indigo no prophecy or vision about our death threat crescendo collapse if you're thinking planetary you know the whole idea's a bit unnecessary if you feel light headed I'm selling gravity if you don't like the low float on by space shuttle debris we wore two rings but none of that mattered we wore two rings but none of that mattered
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Shake It Out
04:22
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I left so little alone her chapped lips whispered it’s time to go home there were silent words spoken not even a stir everything around was broken everything except her then we go outside never going to cry again can you shake it out I was left underground can you shake it out I was left underground I was brittle so little alone I was left in the room there was no one home I heard footsteps on top of the stairs and I wondered why ‘cause there was no one there there was no one there there was no one there there was no one there there was no one there there was no one there there was then we go outside never going to cry again can you shake it out I was left underground can you shake it out I was left underground then we go outside never going to cry again can you shake it out I was left underground can you shake it out I was left underground
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Echo Narcissus
03:51
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step back for a moment so I can breathe a little my body is weak and my bones are brittle my wound is open and my heart is ancient my blood runs empty and my veins are vacant there is more again than there is to see now feel the freeze after the summer sun’s been beat down the angel speaks softly of raindrops and widows a new suit covers all the scars of letting go Echo speaks by Narcissus her words keep on drifting show your face now or I’ll pretend I’m not listening there is more again than there is to see now feel the freeze after the summer sun’s been beat down there is more again than there is to see now when winter arrives I’ll need a new heat to be found
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Write Beside You
04:15
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I asked and she said I don’t know. I’m not good with words a moment went by then we were two lines deep into the verse yeah I think this will work out fine don’t be shy just let your words match mine it doesn’t matter if it makes any sense I’ll only be singing it to my friends yeah it doesn’t matter if it makes any sense I’ll only be singing it to my friends yeah now we need a chorus the part that’ll be stuck in your head if it works out right you’ll be humming it on your way to bed it’s my version of a goodnight kiss one that I’ll never be able to miss able to miss sometimes I just wish I could be on the other side of the conversation don’t let it throw you off ‘cause I will be right behind you these words trip you up like handcuffs and confiscation this is your sentence and it’s three hours past curfew it doesn’t matter if it makes any sense I’ll only be singing it to you and my friends yeah it doesn’t matter if it makes any sense I’ll only be singing it to you yeah now we need a chorus the part that’ll be stuck in your head if it works out right you’ll be humming it on your way to bed it’s my version of a goodnight kiss one I’ll never be able to miss able to miss
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Screaming City Visalia, California
Screaming City is a dark electronic, post-industrial artist from Visalia California.
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