1. |
be nice
00:14
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2. |
gene pokorny
02:22
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gene pokorny made u a man
and he will send u down again
and when he sells u down the road
don't come in search of friends
campaign, sound a horn
throw the game, burn it down
the race is run and you've come out
with yr guts around yr mouth
this party's thrown u down and out
and all yr friends r burning out
these r the heights we can hit
this is it
stumble stop
hissy fit
control repeat
bk in charge
driver's seat
one last charge
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3. |
dolce vita
02:35
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i miss the dolce vita
everything was easier
we could go to the clubs in the suburbs
no losing pens or going to bed at ten
i haven't seen u in months
and i miss yr red and brown and brown hair
and the richie p accounts
in the summer months it was simpler then
i miss the dolce vita
and the gardens of maecenas
climbing walls in an ancient port
i wish it was august but now im nauseas
i bet that ximenes would know what to do
he always knows best
cathago delenda est
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4. |
msn
03:48
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spinning round the semiotics of msn
typing data into spreadsheets with too many men
is yr emotion conveyed in yr emoticon
the methods outdated lets get this in motion
yr grammars all shot
but my typos r thought out
i've got too little rope
enough metre to know that u sold out
these building blocks and full stops
won't get us out of this rut
u should tell me just what u feel
or maybe the the data will let us see
just what u mean to me
just what u mean,
what do u mean?
every puncture punctuates lungs
with codes and cigarettes
window shopping won't stop us fading
online u rip every d/l
window shopping won't stop us failing
offline u strip me down to the bone
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5. |
kissing cousins
02:19
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the tempered screams from the street
they're keeping me from sleep but it's too hot
to close it out
so i'll be the 3rd wheel (SHAME)
don't bust a bloody gut to drown the neighbours out
just close yr eyes and breathe
don't bust a bloody gut to drown the neighbours out
just close yr ears at night
they're kissing cousins
my fever dreams, yr with me
u reach and pull my insides out on the table
4 all to see, my kidney
my lung, my tongue my red heart
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6. |
bad signs
02:03
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stack yr gruesome moves on me
keep u in flux like it is biblical
show sides of me we didn’t need see
all my friends now know I’m terrible
i will video call, if u want me to
reach out, withdraw, cause it was easy to
but i am over it now
if u say u forgive me
ive been sick, since the 15th
my flaky truth aches yr flimsy bones
scared to death of crumbling teeth
these cliches play out on their own
i'll wish u well, if u need me to
i won’t tell, wouldn’t know how to
u say yr over it now
can’t say u forgive me
told too much to purge my lips
seems all the while u where left in bits
can’t keep somber, her light has me thrown
u were fine when u were left alone
leave it out, i couldnt help but move
do yr worst, all i can seem to do
u say yr over it now
can’t say u forgive me
i know the right things to do
to do right by me, but they ain't right by u
can’t wait til we look at each other
and honestly say to one another
it seems we’re over this now
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7. |
arbor
02:35
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falling over the edges of summer
we caught some faint truth in the flutter
of crows round the border of brockwell park
cutting the smog, clean like sun
shattering the dark
maise said she'd splintered her shins
so we gave early breakouts a miss
the clock blushes through the minutes
and screams when i think it's finished
i can't wait for the leaves to replace the rain
and my shoes to be dry again
we're the saddest of kids
that's yr fucking refrain
what happens in the meadows at dusk
u don't even know
nothing / everything
we're scared of the open doors
scared of the fighting
all the wishes and secrets and hopes for the weekend
scared of the open doors
scared of the crying
i can't stand it
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8. |
opposite (feeling shit)
02:35
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wish i had a heart break
wish i had a reason to freak
not this flailing numbness
or a reason not to even speak
but when someone who u didn’t really love
was oh so shocked when u told them the above
and yr sober head was talking to itself
that yr scared and stupid, gross and weird
that yr so so worthless cos of all the things u did
and u know its half right
u realise that they were kinda right
what u feel and what u want r the opposite
wish i had a boyfriend
wish my best friend loved me
not this vapid kinda friendship
we’re so sick of pretending
but when someone who u really fucking love
was oh so shocked when u told them the above
and yr buckfast head was talking to itself
that yr scared and stupid, gross and weird
that yr oh so worthless cos all the things u said
and u know its half right
u realise that she was kinda right
what u feel and what u want r the opposite
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scratch sick notes in my phonebook
fold pages in yr new book
things haven't quite been the same
since we sat down on yr bed and said we'd never speak again at all and
paracetamol noons fall into laughter but
not for u they just end up in disaster
let's sit down on the sofa
and finish where we left off
contact yr dead relatives
to see if u can figure what went wrong with yr head
i can't lie I've had hangups for a while.
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adults
trying to rip off yr favourite bands' favourite bands tho normally it doesn't sound the same.
adults recommends:
Part of The Family
by Spank Hair
had a lovely time on tour with these lil legends. fun sparkly emo.
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first record from first timer legends! mesmerising shoegaze. [check out their new songs too. gonna be aaace!]
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Gender, Trauma & Friendship
by Slash Fiction
beautiful anthems from beautiful ppl. 10/10 no notes.
go to albumIf you like adults, you may also like:
Indietracks Compilation 2019
by Indietracks Festival
supported by 17 fans who also own “the weekend was always almost over”
Living in Australia pretty much rules me out of ever attending this festival so my annual purchase of this compilation is surely the next best thing. And I'm pleased to relate that it's up to it's usual high standard.
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Indietracks Compilation 2014
by Various Artists
supported by 17 fans who also own “the weekend was always almost over”
Another great album - dean wareham, joanna gruesome, lonely tourist, dorotea, the chills, manhattan love suicides & spearmint are all highlights but the whole lot is pretty darn great really
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