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I felt so cool.
If you wanna be cool, you've gotta get empty.
I knew, blunt minds would rise to the top.
Shame on reality, shame on you.
This runaway kid wants all the way out.
It's the world's loss.
If you're the real deal, you've gotta suck it up.
It's hard to rise in a world that's so dumb.
The blunt minds can't see what I see.
They're so dumb.
This runaway kid's got what you want, in me.
If you wanna be cool, you've gotta get empty.
Dumb minds align for the rot.
This runaway kid's been all the way down.
He knows his faults but still he wants out.
Align with this runaway kid.
Alight from the darkest horses.
This runaway kid's got what you want, in me.
If you wanna be cool, you gotta get empty.
I ain't gonna suck it up.
Blunt minds will rise to the top.
It's the world's loss.
This runaway kid wants all the way out.
Shame on reality, shame on you.
If you're the real deal, you've gotta suck it up.
Clear the way for the setting sun.
Fame's the game for the chosen ones.
Emptiness on emptiness.
If you wanna be cool, you gotta get empty.
I knew.
Dumb/blunt minds minds would rise to the top.
I ain't gonna suck it up.
This runaway kid wants all the way out.
It's the world's loss.
I felt so cool, so dumb.
The blunt minds, so dumb.
This runaway kid wants all the way out.
This runaway kid's got what you want.
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Who Killed the Lurker?
05:24
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I was balling in, every one of you come around.
I was born to sin, so you'd better come around.
A little protection's what you need.
A little protection get on your knees.
You owe me.
Fuck!
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Ceding control.
Gotta get some agency.
Born under Saturn, born with a naked heart, born this way.
Furl my heart around the sun, born this way.
It's not my perception, it's not my reaction, it's my convictions holding me down.
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Hex on the Horizon
06:03
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I see nothing is changing.
I see spots on the horizon.
Say what you want about me.
I see a hex on the horizon.
I know I couldn't rock how I wanna rock.
I see.
Say what you want about me.
I'm alone.
We are alone.
And I can't rock for you, I can't rock for me.
I can't help you.
I can't rise to you.
I can't wait for you, my harm.
I can't wait for you, my light.
So, I'll say.
Say what you want about me.
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I am so far from home, don't know my way home.
I am just bad to the motherfucking bone.
I'ts me who I can't condone.
Sleep divine.
Seek my mind.
I can't pretend to care anymore.
In silver skies, you will rule.
But in this life, you will crawl.
Jake said!
Trick your mind that you've got a spine.
I can't pretend to care anymore.
In silver skies, you will rule.
But in this life, you will crawl.
I will fall.
See the way I fall.
See DEATH!
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Feelings of loss come to me every day.
A shapeless form takes my thoughts away.
Yesterday I couldn't get out of bed
Nothing thought, nothing said.
Like all good things, I don't know when she comes.
But when she comes my way, I'll crawl out of my hole.
And I brace myself so my back don't break.
And in all this sin, my ears bleed with the Devil's din.
Accordance with God will only bring you reprieval.
But reprieval's just a chance to go and fuck it up again.
Now I've got a way to make you feel you belong here.
Accordance with god will only bring you reprieval.
Come back to me my love.
I'm not gonna fuck it up.
I'm not gonna turn my blue skies grey.
I'm gonna fuck it up again!
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The Microdance Hackney, UK
The Microdance is a protean animal: a band conceived with a vision to encapsulate the most exciting elements of alternative
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TMD’s music has been described as a quickening blend of shoegaze, alt rock, new wave, dream pop, psychedelia and heavy metal. But the truth is that there is no stylistic limit to their capabilities.
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