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Wall stories
Fill up your tank with ink and sun.
These tales are often very long.
I’m boiling like a lava pit,
Hold my heart and feel how fast it beats.
Tell us about where we have been,
Of how our words hide what we mean.
Every time your body aches, it might be your mind that needs a break.
I don’t want to take it back and hold all my thoughts tonight.
I don’t want to take it back and swallow my voice tonight.
We don’t like to take it back
Collect all our ears and put them closer to the ground.
Complain, don’t leave a thing unsaid.
File to reclaim your fresh air and your breath.
Every time your body aches, it might just be your mind that needs a break.
Yes, your exhaustion is proving a point.
Ears to the ground, we’re holding on.
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Slow Worries - Devil
03:15
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Devil
Sometimes we go out
We show our teeth, growl, picking easy fights.
Play us one more song
that makes our blood boil, because we sing along.
Big cities bright lights
I can see the devil in
Big cities bright lights, big big cities bright lights
I see the devil in a blink of an eye.
Sometimes we resist
We hate your black mold, spit on your guest list.
Order on the side
The gory details of corporate Pride.
We wait for the right time and Science to come
Selling our souls to make it home.
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Careful climb
I’m not sure if I should say this to you.
Summer problems, it's the kindest thing to do.
All these cigarettes have stained our jeans blue.
I’ll ask for trouble only if you beg me to.
I don't think you know how to turn around,
Adding weight to slow you down.
Please forgive me for my nerves if I try
To blame my tremor on the theory of mind.
Change your taste in medicine
I cannot lose you until you come out
Change your taste in medicine
I can't be patient until we both break it
Summer problems and the beat is too loud
I promise you my heart will hear will sort itself out
Change your taste in medicine
Change your taste in life
Such a careful climb
Just be careful.
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When we go out
When we go out, we’re making our own rules
We’re lying about drinking on the back porch
And maybe it’s too late to share our secrets
We open our mouths
Swallow what we’ve been given
Stay until we turn back time, we’re hitting the brakes
Maybe if we pul back now we catch our mistakes.
Wouldn’t it be nice if we had our own car?
Driving around away from our cold hearts
And maybe it’s too late to share our secrets
We open our mouth swallow what we’ve been given.
I am the dreamer you’re the dream.
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Slow Worries - Slide
03:25
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Slide
Every time I hide circles in my mind
Slam the breaks and slide
You say, what a good ride.
Write about 'La Fete' and wrapping death in shrouds of flags and party hats
And holding me too tight.
I dont know why we’re brave this time
If you were wise, you’d laugh and shake it off
I don’t know, maybe we’re all right
Marking our white with wanting nothing more.
Make some space because we need the room to fight.
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Slow Worries - Burn
02:41
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Burn
I don’t like it when we burn.
This heat melt memories of cooler days
When I thought I’d found a place
To store my records and my anger.
Heaven is a moving target till we rule it out,
Tell each other how to live, control the sounds of our shouts.
Tracking, chasing and defending,
Wrap our minds around why we stay in this town.
I don’t like it when we burn, I’m getting ready for this scorched life without you.
Why do two wrongs never make a right?
I fell asleep in the sun and now I’m sweating it out.
Fire dragon, no defeat.
Make your move but don’t come closer…
There are green tracks on your cheeks.
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Active recovery
You wore your headlamp
Shiny forehead and blinding fun
We missed the last train
Shared secrets with everyone
And now you’re working weekends thinking that is what you want
Stare at silver linings wearing shades against the sun
You’re in the bathtub playing Get Up till the drowning’s gone
We’re settling for progress, we’re lucky and special.
In my lonely hour they buy my misery,
They know it’s all I need to leave.
Then sell it back to me.
Remember Mondays when your bed is a lion’s mouth?
She breaks your bones with every breath till her teeth fall out
You only pray for rain to spite that part of you
That thinks your pain is all just fun and games.
You wish you may, you wish you might become home tonight.
Sometimes you wish upon a star, loose out while taking it all.
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A good place to start
You always wanted to be someone who runs ahead
Keeping a box of perfect pebbles under your bed.
All you wanted to be, every time, was only this,
First to get to the tree line, waiting
For slower lovers who can’t keep up with your hasty tread,
And choose their battles while the sweat dries up on your back.
All you wanted to be was only this.
Hiding memories in your pockets.
We’re forgetting fast, suddenly we’ve found
A good place to start.
Our tongues are tied but we still blame silence on the delay.
So wild how far a plane can take you in one day.
All you wanted to be was only this
Hiding memories in your pockets.
I won’t pick up when the phone rings in the middle of the night.
Are you waiting for space time to make it alright?
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Slow Worries - Runner
02:25
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Runner
Long roads, short sleeves, carving stories
So the trees can commemorate
All the mornings you were brave enough
To get out of bed somehow.
Your breath becomes an atmosphere
Preserving heat for you.
Full-size, half-past fucked up standards
As long as you can remember.
Cutting corners, jump up so high,
Picking the birds out of the sky
Travel light will save you air and earth.
Your breath becomes and atmosphere I’m holding on to.
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Slow Worries - So Hidden
03:00
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So hidden
You stumble on a treasure so hidden,
You wonder if it’s tragedy or trite.
A slip out of a pocket, a heart ache
Or something you were never meant to find.
Go on, dust if off and take it home.
Good things come to those who wait,
Set back the clock and show up late.
You’re using all her lyrics, you know she
has said it better then you ever could.
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Breaking Records Amsterdam, Netherlands
Breaking Records
Amsterdam music nerds. Passion project.
Destroy/Build ∞
In this for the <other> stories.
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