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Beast
06:10
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oh god she's alive like the stars up in the sky see the bright illusion in her smile lord why'd ya let me die? i don't think it was my time prayer-stained lips swallow spit and wild no bride no cry down the hall fluorescent lights shiver hum and wink at your dumb soul this is the toll forsaking hallelujahs is the body cold? a scientific nuance who is the beast behind the sound? i'm about to freak out break it my soul won't go down so easily i'm comin back aw fuck she's in love kissing crying while i'm stuck breaking bones for fun to pass the time well shit stupid bitch shoulda been you cut to bits stead of leaving flowers where i lie blue red twist my head round and round they turn in bed now he's breathing closer than the crime did the sins run dry? a double-crossing nightmare i'm still paralyzed locked in the box still half-scared frozen were my feet so she took me for a drive we spun through the rain i was abducted by the light and i can hear your feet tread softly on the ground who's the beast behind the sound? i don't doubt you now
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Juxtaposer
05:09
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you can leave scars you can leave callouses you can just leave save me the remnants of a joke maybe i'll use it as a brand new pick up line watch all our history go up in smoke hey baby kiss cold flame burn a heart slow roll roll roll roll high fingers shake strategize we fall hard and dark past love through minds and bite the rough juxtaposing lies i think my shame dyed with my hair color used to be hot but i can't find it in my bones somebody stole the heat from my chest through my feet i'll be in my sweet hot mattress home you're still quite the juxtaposer with your red lips and innocent grin i think i'm turning into you
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Bug Zapper
03:52
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neuro static states sing into my mouth we shudder we brave the depths and the doubts i know all the ways to make you run persuading your face to suck on my gun i like the way you bite the bullet i do your kiss shoots amber bright all i ever wanted was to know what's inside of you my favorite place to put my knife red summer night swing the bug zapper lights oh we could be starts that have already died my sharp wanderings hallucinate as we make my head keens the dream as bare bodies dry serenade the trigger in illuminating whispers and oohs a mulch floor maker's play tiny little teeth and black eyes left him gray and confused under the ice she lays no mama no she was a singer she was my friend without mercy til the very end her boy soaked through her he feared in him her salty spike punched blood beneath his skin she bit her folks afire
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ToONS Brooklyn, New York
Brooklyn-based Toons—guitarist/vocalist Jennae Santos, guitarist Alex Ariza, and bassist Peter Longofono—makes disjointed campfire music with spidery Television guitar, nimble ghost-funk basslines, to wicked, fastidious beats. This is phone booth horror music, equal parts rawk, noir, and sheet metal. ... more
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