1. |
No Frequency
02:17
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We stumble down a long winding road
I used to hold onto what seemed shiny and true
But nothing we know is true
So we move to a new move
No frequent
Frequency
And now you’re walking
Walking right out the door
I have nothing, nothing to implore
All these days seem so very strange
My frequency with you just out of range
No frequent
Frequency
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2. |
Locusts
01:22
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He said the raptures coming
I was on my knees
All the trust I had
Eyes closed penitently
Step up step up for this man
Step up eagerly, a fall from grace
While he violates me
But if its really something
And this somethings true
We can’t believe in him because of you
Step up step up to this man
Step up to his face
Because he needs to know his rightful place
So many years have gone by
And all the lies that are you
One day, yes, one day
Your reckoning will come true
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3. |
Solid Solid Gold
01:40
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The world loves to collapse
When we hit our stride
It’s a new pain to feel
Only for beginners, sigh
And we put our guns down
How could we ever be this lonely
Waiting so strange don’t approach me
Don’t want this any day
Just want this to go away
All this witchcraft surrounding me
A hex, a vex, a test
So I make me plea
Don’t build me up
Just to tear me down
Such a waste
You should set me free
Don’t want this any day
Just want this to go away
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4. |
Ice Storm
03:01
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The popular opinion was that this was no good
The unpopular opinion was that every song
Was not written for her in mind
And when you wear him around your neck
It makes for a crack in the pavement
I’m vex proof
I’m vex proof
Where water goes, just waiting for the ice storm
And resentment grows watching the ice storm
Could it be the loss of fascination it’s true
A lost wolf on the tundra
I’m vex proof
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5. |
Heartbeat
04:47
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When our heartbeat stops
Our heartbeat
When our heartbeat stops
Our heartbeat
When our heartbeat stops
Our heartbeat
We push on
We push on
When our heartbeat stops
Our heartbeat
When our heartbeat stops
Our heartbeat
We think we know
But visitors are always alone
Don’t you see the game
We have no control
When our heartbeat stops
Our heartbeat
When our heartbeat stops
Our heartbeat
We push on
We push on
We think we know
But visitors are always alone
Don’t you see the game
We have no control
We push on
We push on
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6. |
Red
04:29
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Hatched a plan needed to be more spider than man
A holy communion of thought and ritual had been struck
Watching the guards my night vigil became so habitual
Cause I want more
Beyond money this desire, the thrill, the hunt, my funeral pyre
A distinction behold we all need a muse
I scale these walls for a higher truth
Cause I want more
Slipping through the night again
The challenge bigger than the dividend
Creeping and crawling through the halls
Removing each masterpiece from the walls
All the colors swirling around so many treasures oh to be found
Sly as a fox making no sound
Not even a trace for the hungry hound
Now locked in these four walls
Miscalculated the world at large
Would I do it again truth be told
To have this name does not get old
Cause I want more
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7. |
Tuffy Fluffy
02:50
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Where’d you go? I don’t know?
It’s a choice to claim your actions
It’s a choice don’t you know
It’s a choice to claim your actions
If you don’t we cannot grow
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8. |
Station
03:28
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Thought I had the answers for you
All this time wanting a perfect truth
But what I found in the end
Is only how to begin again
This life in front of me
Metaphor for a dying tree
The sun the moon the stars you see
We cant erase these scars
They are here permanently
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9. |
Match Light Bingo
01:19
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My eyes they burn from this light
All these lies are why we fight
Transfer to a new dawn
Away from our plight
Here we go again and again
On the high seas without a friend
How can I can trust with so many sins
All the madness never ends
And what I thought would end
Actually begins again
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Nude Model Chicago, Illinois
Fashionistas, time to disrobe, unapologetically the music of Nude Model is for ALL.
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dissident, hyper, stripped down, post-everything, made by four Chicago residents. Their sound comes from a deep appreciation of DIY music from 1977-1997.
The music of Nude Model was not created in a bedroom, or on a computer, but with the use of electrified instruments.
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