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Chicago!
03:10
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Explain to me the reasons why no-one seems to have control and I see a new beginning.
Hand on brake life in mine, two wheels gone we watch the rubber fly off
onto the roadside.
Rumble Strips, let me drive. Guess who's first and next in line
It's me you and death in the middle
Just face it, we're wasted, swallowed the pill now you have nothing to chase it.
I need you to crush my dreams from A to Z
and all the letters in between
Chicago! Chicago! my motive stays the same
And you will see i'm the only one to blame.
Looks like I have nothing to fear and intentions just start to disappear.
(It really grinds my gears)
I don't care for spacious scenes, I'll wash my hands of tar and nicotine.
Smoke em' out like a spark to kerosene, drive a truck into the back of a limousine, I'll show you how to kill 1 out of 23.
I need you to crush my dreams from A to Z
and all the letters in between
Chicago! Chicago! my motive stays the same
And you will see i'm the only one to blame.
I need you to crush my dreams from A to Z
and all the letters in between
Chicago! Chicago! my motive stays the same
And you will see i'm the only one to blame.
Take my somewhere new my friend
Can't you see we're just the same
Driving with this ball and chain.
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Giving Up Guns
04:01
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Take your hands off of my right thigh
I wont forget to take my coat, unlock the door and leave before the goodbyes.
Give me some time behind a line
if you want to, i'll show you my bad side
Let me spend the rest of my money before the year dies
I don't want to see a second day or hear another word
Let me speak at least allow the time to talk
Giving Up Guns is never much fun when it's aimed.
Take your hands, uncover my eyes.
For all I know you're not alone, when i'm away and you're at home
I've made a mess but stop before you see that i'm not on my own.
I don't want to see a second day or hear another word
Let me speak at least allow the time to talk
Giving Up Guns is never much fun when it's aimed.
And all the words you hear without the sound of my voice
Those words will get you through and no it's not your choice.
Breathe In, Breathe Out.
I know you're looking for love but i'm not prepared to give it
A predicament we have so you might as well forget it, dont leave me now.
I know you're looking for love but i'm not prepared to shed my skin and let you in.
If you have a doubt about it why do you leave home without the son of sinning?
If you have a doubt about it, why do you leave home without?
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Excuse me kind sir, could you please take your heel to the road.
We have reason to believe there's oceans of gold below.
No, it isn't shiny, it's not yours, it isn't yellow
His crudeness will redden your eyes is best left alone.
It's never calm on The Western Frontier
The men in the mirror may be closer than they appear
Fill your stomach with Shit and your mouth full of Junk
It's never calm on The Western Front.
The smoke and the mirrors we sold you, we want them all back.
A friend is a friend is an enemy tight in the slack.
Accusations may come and conspiracies, they may fly
And if the rest of them burn you can come live with us in the sky.
It's never calm on The Western Frontier
The men in the mirror may be closer than they appear
Fill your stomach with Shit and your mouth full of Junk
It's never calm on The Western Front.
It's never calm on The Western Frontier
It's never calm around, don't ever come around.
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Crush The Bug
03:07
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Tell my why you deserve a deadly burden
Tasks fit for a neurosurgeon, take the eye to reach the brain
A slip of wrist I can't complain cause I have tape over my mouth
And a feeling i'll be 6 down south, Crush The Bug to make it rain
A withered man, it's all the same.
Do you ever get the feeling, to succeed you're gonna have to try?
Listen to the voice of reason and all the questions that you'll never ask why
But I have stopped breathing, I took too much and now I think I've..
Slept inside a mirrored coffin, the bed of nails I dream of often
has made me forget my first name but the last still stands it's such a shame.
Do you ever get the feeling, to succeed you're gonna have to try?
Listen to the voice of reason and all the questions that you'll never ask why
But I have stopped breathing, I took too much and now I think I've died.
Do you ever get the feeling?
But I have stopped breathing
I've took too much and now I think I might.
Do you ever get the feeling, to succeed you're gonna have to try?
Listen to the voice of reason and all the questions that you'll never ask why
But I have stopped breathing, I'm writing out a list of my own sins
I only wish I was dreaming and if you knew, tell me it's true all the shit I am in.
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Scary People Dundee, UK
Black Eyes is very much in keeping with the guitar and distortion heavy, gut-punching alternative rock sound Scary People have mastered and made their own since their humble beginnings. For this outing they’ve enlisted producer Matt Lawrence to supply the skills he used working with the likes of Feeder, The Rolling Stones and Foals to take their sound to the next level. ... more
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