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Phlox
02:43
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I walk the wall but you turn the key
Unlock the door and fall down with me
Fall down within the deep purple flames
Long gone from hope but still hope remains
Well, well
You talked a lot when you were here with me
Spectacular in your apathy
Don't think it's cute but it's still a gift
Don't let it go, don't let it go, don't let it go
Phlox
Phlox
Make me repeat what I said before
Packed all your shit and walked out the door
Drowned twice within the deep purple flames
Long gone from home but home still remains
Well, well
You talked a lot when you were here with me
Spectacular in your apathy
Don't think it's cute but it's still a gift
Don't let it go, don't let it go, don't let it go
Phlox
Phlox
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Broken Neck
04:01
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Love is somewhere I used to go
And hate is someone I used to know
With all these colors inside my head
I'll just stay home instead
Long, long overdue
Blame, dull point of view
Don't, don't be afraid
It's not, like getting laid
It's one by one
One by one
One by one
Love is somewhere I used to go
And hate is someone I used to know
With all these colors inside my head
I'll just stay home instead
Threats float on the breeze
Neglect and death by degrees
There's more, more blood to let
This is your-your broken neck
It's one by one
One by one
One by one
It's one by one
One by one
One by one
One by one
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Ashley
03:40
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Perfect Weather
03:52
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Purge the saints of what offends
Countless means but no more ends
And given away returning soon
Sweet rejoicing when they do
I recall pulling splinters from my hands
And I recall getting high with you
Overthrow the word abstract
Gaunt rewards for what was done
It's not so much that I was there
But rather for my mental health
And I recall pulling splinters from my hands
And I recall getting high with you
Oh I recall pulling splinters from my hands
Cause perfect was not good enough for you
I love you I need you I wanna believe you
But I recall pulling splinters from my hands
And I recall making love with you
Oh I recall pulling splinters from my hands
Cause perfect was not good enough for you
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Million To One
02:55
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If life was like those pictures found in your magazines
Pure bliss would rear its head obscuring your need to dream
Secure a special place aboard that train to doom
And assasinate the envoys lurking in darkrooms
Cause it's bliss bliss bliss bliss
It's a million to one. A million to one.
White burden absolute with unforgiving grace
Nervously laying hands upon calendar days
Infinite numbers push their way towards nothing much
You quote the blackbird and then perish with their touch
Cause it's bliss bliss bliss bliss
It's a million to one. A million to one.
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The Moses Gun Chicago, Illinois
1989: enamored with metal and hardcore as well as post punk and new wave sounds-an appreciation for song craft and bands/artists who sacrifice themselves completely through their music-countless hours jamming in garages and basements-but they've never wavered in their passion ... more
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