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Silvertonguedevil
04:33
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Wrapped around the finger like a string
you'd think tipped off by the hound
40 winks to 40 ounce
hook and line and sinker, drinker
fill it up to pounce
You sit there at the bar
I watch you from afar
Removed
You smoke a man's cigar
I watch you from afar
Still unmoved
So I told the pauper my hands were molten copper
Every girl I've ever loved has been a poster on the wall
Animals strike curious poses
mirrors lead the senses to temptation
that is truth in television
You got me on the run around
Take another shot.
Only the best my darling I would come.
Reparation, reparation,
separation, separation anxiety.
Every girl I've ever loved has been a figment or a doll
Animals strike curious poses
mirrors lead the senses to tempation
that is truth in television.
Run around
You got me on the run around
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NuGods
04:08
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Face to the floor
from the body protrudes wires
A bastard connection to the core
Then pray like a whore
As the stoic in you swore
the text held no answers
and the holy men are wearing red
I don’t know what’s worth fighting for
Maybe, pimp me, make me a whore
If we think, we are
But that don’t make me a god
Take it, take it, take it, take it,
take it until you’re a-top
Gaze up to sky,
stake a claim to advertise
The sun and his pastor collectivize
Dry
Place more and more
faith in our cardboard wings
Fly, fly, fly, fly,
greedy eyes
I don’t know what’s worth fighting for
Maybe, pimp me, make me a whore
If we think, we are
But that don’t make me a god
Take it
Unceasing irony
cynicism destroys sincerity
We killed the father in the hearts of men
and now the Dragon has borned forth all sin
All sin
I don’t know what’s worth fighting for
Maybe, pimp me, make me a whore
If we think, we are
But that don’t make me a god
Take it, take it, take it, take it,
take it until you’re a-top
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Another victim
following suit in
a field of flowers
I sigh and wish I could cry
you bravely took me in
I sigh
It’s like a bad storm
took the light from you
Another red eye
from picking roses
what beauty there
lost in the, lost in the thorns
I couldn’t protect you
I wish I could’ve protected you
Drink, my holy child
I know the world isn’t fair to your kind
Think of a comfortable place
Are you in
Drink, my child
Ooh
You played a question game we couldn’t answer, couldn’t answer
Right, wrong, place, time, who could’ve known?
You asked a question that we couldn’t answer, couldn’t transfer-
couldn’t surround to keep you warm
And when it gets cold in August
the rain is gonna come and then wash away your pain
Not only will it cover your heart
you can bet that it’ll seep into your lungs
And it’ll rip open your pores, right past the floodgates
Right past your core
Now we’ll never know what you truly had in store
My friend I just want you know that we loved you
Drink my child
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Followship Richmond, Virginia
Richmond based post-hardcore outfit Followship is mainly known for their mix of dark, heavy guitarwork and soaring vocals, hearkening back to the glory days of the genre in the early 2000's. Bringing their own unique flair to this classic sound, they released their debut LP 'Violet Teenage Violence' in August 2021. ... more
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