1. |
Silver Abyss
03:53
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Follow the streetlights
And the broken bottles
Her memory fights
Its way into your mind
Its way into your mind
Maybe you'll find her
Under this dark and shattered night
Maybe you'll find her
In the shadow of the pale streetlight
No way has been invented to say goodbye to her
No way has been invented to say goodbye
Follow the streetlights
And the broken bottles
Her memory fights
No way has been invented to say goodbye to her
No way has been invented to say goodbye
No way has been invented to say goodbye to her
No way has been invented to say goodbye
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2. |
The Leopard
03:50
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You take me to the roller-coaster
And you throw me off the edge
You won't kiss or kill me
You just leave me on the fence
Oh but the day that you bleed
Girl, that'll be some sight
Oh yeah the day that you leave
Girl, that'll be some sight, some night
Take a trip with me down memory lane
Take a trip with me down memory lane
Now, I'm not a romantic
But can't you see I want you?
The air I breath is drowning
But someday I will have you, you
Oh and the day I succeed
Girl, won't that be some sight?
And the next time you see me
Will be down a gun sight, is that alright?
Take a trip with me down memory lane
Take a trip with your love down memory lane
Now dip your hands in the wet cement again
Take a trip with me, I'm not good enough to feel pain
*tricky guitar solo*
Oh but the day that you leave
Girl, that'll be a long night
And the next time you see me
Will be down a gun sight, is that alright?
Take a trip with me down memory lane
Take a trip with your love down memory lane
Now dip your hands in the wet cement and murder me again
Yeah, murder me again
Un
Deux
Trois
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3. |
Leviathan
04:24
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This town is like a beach house
Unto the stars
And you are the sunlight
In all the passing cars
And this song, it is a reckless
Serenade
And I could make forests out off
All of the people I've played
And when you said
That you'd been thinking
About the scum in the side of your mind
You look at your's but you just laugh at mine
And when you said
That you'd been thinking
About the scum in the side of the street
Near the place where our eyes used to meet
You dance in the moonlight
It's all pretense
And where the white meets the black
All of your words start to make sense
And I know a cemetery
Where old people bury glows
And I could take you for a walk
Down the streets that I used to own
That I used to own
Your feet
On the catwalk
Where the moon meets the earth
Your feet
On the catwalk
Where the moon meets the earth
And when you gave
your advice
Is this exactly what you
Had in mind?
It's the epitome of romance
It's like the sailors to the stars
It's all the people that I know and love
All passing out in moral cause
It's the epitome of romance
It's like we're lucky saying "yes"
But when I said that I could read your mind
I guessed
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4. |
Teenage Murder Freaks
04:56
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Today I found that the future
is as dead as frozen nature
And only with hope
Can tragedy seem distant
Put my sleeping pill teeth in
Find something sharp again
You say that Sylvia would be
Proud of my system, but the
Teenage murder freaks
Are on the TV once again
Arms around an actress
With their organs being fed
They are grotesques of humanity
Impossibly thin
And passionate in beauty, still
(I just want them)
Smoke inside a glass house, still
(I just want them)
Reaching for the new M1's
I just want them dead
Your rag doll presence
Never tainted my existance
Fail to move, fail to love
Fail to kill what you despise
All perfect consumers
The attackers aren't abusers
It's the empty pangs of happiness
That try thumb shut your eyes, but
"Love has set you going like a fat gold watch"
But we are nothing, we kill blonds
Our manifesto, our demands
Everything you've ever loved before this date
Has just been wrond
Killed by an atrocity to
Decadence and fame
For though I realized it
I never learnt your name
And though you seem to like it
You're all so fucking tame
But the
Teenage murder freaks
Are on the TV once again
Arms around an actress
While their organs go insane
They are grotesques of humanity
Impossibly vain
And passionate in beauty, still
(I just want them)
Smoke inside a glass house, still
(I just want them)
Reaching for the new M1's
I just want them dead
I just want them dead...
"If you die horribly on television, you will not have died in vain. You will have entertained us."
I can't see you
From this distance
Though I can hear you through
The powdery air
For though you try
You're never too persistent
And though the grasses do heal
They cut me more...
But I am
Neither good nor evil
Neither here nor there
For I am
Neither good nor evil
I'm the one thing you can't destroy.
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The Otherside London, UK
South east London quintet, who play visceral post-punk fused with psychedelic rock and jangle pop.
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