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Intro
01:27
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Wild Flowers
03:48
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Don't give me reasons that care,
Cuz I know you really don't.
Stop trying to breathe in all my air,
Where's the edge of the world?
I'm tired of waiting for the sun to fall out of the sky.
(Chorus):
Bury me in a field,
Let the wild flowers grow,
You kill what you don't know,
Tell me what I need.
Bury me in a field,
Let the wild flowers grow,
You kill what you don't know,
I am all I need.
Rotting in a stoplight room,
Running circles in my head,
An eye for another fucking eye,
And I'm feeling sorta dead.
I don't want an explanation for your thoughts.
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3. |
Lungs (End of All Time)
04:30
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I know that it's wrong,
but can I do?
don't wanna be reminded of my mistakes,
every time I come through
And I know that you're tired,
I guess I am too,
So I'll sleep in your bed baby,
this Is nothing new!
(Chorus):
And I can't even begin to forgive myself baby,
So just tell me you love me, tell me you love me,
And I know when the sun rises, we both will forget,
So just say that you love me baby, before you can't.
I think that I'm sick,
and I can't be saved,
Like a big black ocean,
my mind is a maze.
Acid in my lungs,
I'm coming undone,
I don't know the way home,
at least I'm not alone.
(Bridge):
It is not the end of our lives,
It is not the end of all time.
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4. |
Expectations
05:07
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Midnight headache hurting my eyes,
Endless night with endless reprise,
Something different than just worry,
Something more aligned with pity,
And I don't know just what I want,
We're all running out of time,
(Chorus):
A little bit of trepidation,
Has worked it's way into my expectations,
Of what it is that makes us human,
A circumstance that comes with out any reason,
Just can't make out a language,
A concept that's laced in anguish,
Like some sort of veiled symbol,
Always stuck right in the middle,
(Chorus 2):
I am looking for some context,
To make some sense of this whole mess,
Please tell me you aren't leaving,
I don't think I could take more this evening
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5. |
Time & Change
05:19
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Drinking blood mixed with holy water,
Melancholy feeling getting harder,
Trapped within the psychic ills,
Proceed with caution don't you know speed kills?
Go ahead take all the time you need,
And pay attention to the things you see,
Don't wanna know where you have been,
Don't wanna live just wanna spin and spin,
(Chorus):
Get away from here,
Time & change is all I fear,
Somethings gotta give,
It's not the plan but what exactly is?
Safety is just another mindset,
Conformity is just hiding from regret,
A little goes the longest way,
A daydream nation that is here to stay,
(Bridge):
Selfish,
Taken for granted,
Wicked,
No future.
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Fuzz Mutt Seattle, Washington
Loud and fuzzy rock music from Everett, WA. Garage pop garbage. Guitar/Vocals - Max Stephens
Bass - Sean Groda
Drums - Jared Hoidal
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