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Breaking Skin
05:21
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Waits around, for someone to take her from this place
Another nose bleed, halfcocked, she's just bugged eyed
Good things come to those who wait, but they've been up for six days straight Breaking Skin Waits around, for someone to slap him in his face
Hangs around with people he calls friends
He can't even make out words, he's on some shit but she's seen worse
Breaking Skin
Don't wait up for me, we're all dying, anyway
Go and light this match up off my skin
Said oh no not again, oh no not again, oh no not again Time to wake up now
Time to wake up now
Waits around, for someone to take her from this place Another nose bleed, fullcocked and now she's fucked Shoulda found her way home, room full of people all alone They're breaking skin
She don't wanna be here no more, said she's had enough He don't know if he loves her more than he loves these drugs When it's time to go she don't wanna walk up out that door They're breaking skin
Don't wait up for me, we're all dying, anyway
Go and light this match up off my skin
Oh no not again, oh no not again, oh no not again Time to wake up
Most beautiful things come from shit
Most beautiful things grow from shit, and I'm waiting
Most beautiful things come from shit
Most beautiful things grow from shit
You won't leave when it’s time to go, you will see we've been here before Bandaged up, broken down, light me up, how's that sound
Knock the crown off my head, the shadow of a man and it's the shell
Of a human punching bag mixed with booze and crystal meth
The amphetamines, all the dreams, the solar system seems in reach
You can clean anything with a sponge and bleach
but I can't figure out how to clean my sheets
I was trippin' 'til I found my savior in a bottle
Now I'm dripping wet with candle wax covering clothes I borrowed
You call it rock bottom, I call it Tuesday
Plant shit, something beautiful has gotta happen today It's gotta happen today, it's gotta happen today
Most beautiful things come from shit
Most beautiful things grow from shit, and I'm waiting Most beautiful things come from shit
Most beautiful things
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Jaded
04:12
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I saw you walkin' around this town, trying not to smoke cigarettes
With your coffee in hand, the other first clenched, it could break me
It happened again, is this a cycle worth repeatin'?
Need to wake up from this reoccurring dream, where the ending just seems to be So hopeless, and I was too fucking high to notice
Jaded, and I'm jaded
I can see it in your eyes, all the black clouds and broken skies Look what we wasted, and I'm wasted
If you're leaving just to leave then you can catch me on the flipside
I saw you runnin' around in the dark, it's as black as marks on your back The scars and scabs, they rip right through me, breaks me down
It's not about the things you lack, it's not about the shit you have Remember what sent it down that track, when it comes back around again You lift me up, now I'm too fucking high to look down
Jaded, and I'm jaded
I can see it in your eyes, all the black clouds and broken skies Look what we wasted, and I'm wasted
If you're leaving just to leave then you can catch me on the flipside
I saw you pissed off by yourself, on the phone with somebody else
Even if I could I would not help, its not my place anymore
Let the darkness overwhelm me, let it all fall apart to pieces
Let's see who picks 'em back up, it might be you, not sure what keeps us here Takes a bigger person to see when things just are not workin'
But when it don't feel right
It keeps me up all god damn night, I swear
It was the best and worst thing I've ever done, oh yeah
Jaded, and I'm jaded
I can see it in your eyes, all the black clouds and broken skies Look what we wasted, and I'm wasted
If you're leaving just to leave then you can catch me on the flipside
Jaded, and I'm jaded
I can see it in your eyes, all the black clouds and broken skies Look what we wasted, and I'm wasted
If you're leaving just to leave
Then you can catch me on the
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Everytime
05:45
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*additional vocals and lyrics by Dave Gutter
I’ve started to realize things are better on their own I’m starting to count the time in between broken bones
I’m starting to realize I’m better on my own
I’ve started to count the time in between your broken bones
Every time I close my eyes, I feel somethin’
Every time I lose my mind, goes back to nothin’
One day I’ll leave this high, find somewhere else that’s broken Leave the world, shoulder lean, belly up, my little jelly bean
I count the letters in between A and B
I look for what is next to come after Z
I count the sheep that come between wake and sleep And wonder why I can't see
Why can't I see?
Every time I close my eyes, I feel somethin’
Every time I lose my mind, goes back to nothin’
One day I’ll leave this high, find somewhere else that’s broken Leave the world, shoulder lean, belly up, my little jelly bean
You got him takin’ the day slow, you got him slowin’ his tempo
Hung up by a pay phone, he ain’t coming home
Where did the day go
You got him lookin’ to leave, you come around got him choking to breathe You show up he’s a mess, he sorry he’s so depressed, yes
Leave him alone
You got me takin’ my days slow, you got me slowin’ my tempos
Hung myself with a pay phone, now I ain’t comin’ home
Where did the days go
Got me lookin’ to leave, when you come around had me choking to breathe You show up I’m a mess, I’m sorry I’m so depressed, yes
Leave me alone
They don't trust me Anymore
They don't trust me
Anymore
They don't trust me Anymore
They don't trust me
Every time I close my eyes, I feel somethin' great
Every time I lose my mind, goes back to nothing, wait
One day I'll leave this high, find somewhere else that's broken, hey Leave the world, shoulder lean, belly up, my little jelly bean
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End of the World (Again)
05:34
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*additional vocals by MaryLeigh Roohan
It’s the end of the world, again Better grab your gun
It’s the end of the world, again Just started having fun
It’s the end of the world, again Better grab your bible
It’s the end of the world, again Prep for survival
It’s the end of the world
There’s no comin’ back, there’s no runnin’ back Better speed your pace, there’s only time for that Keep it movin’ and maneuver through the jungle When you see your God, speak your case
You ain’t got a shot, you barely got a prayer
The bombs already blown, the rapture came and we’re still here Take all you cherish, do your best to keep it tied up
A blessing in disguise implies something left inside us
But it’s all dead, it’s still all gone
Got a couple memories we sing like songs
Got a couple people that we keep near by
I ain’t ready to die, but I can’t run and can’t hide
It's the end of the world, again Better grab your gun
It's the end of the world, again Just started having fun
It's the end of the world, again Better grab your Bible
It's the end of the world, again Prep for survival
It's the end of the world
It’s been comin’ for so so long
'Til the pots brewed just right
Help you find food in the morning
They’re gonna kill you by the end of the night
It don’t take much, the days go quick,
Killin’ just to stay alive
That’s a nice ass coat and those pants might fit
Those boots look like my size, so
Save me, from what I’ve done, have mercy on my soul
Save me, from the world, we all know it’s about to explode, so Save me, from the enemies, who bring death and disease Save me, from myself, then save you from me
It's the end of the world, again Better grab your gun
It's the end of the world, again Just started having fun
It's the end of the world, again Better grab that Bible
It's the end of the world, again Prep for survivial
It's the end of the world Save me!
Save me, from what I’ve done
Save me, from the piece of shit I’ve become (it’s the end of the world) Save me, from the disease (it’s the end of the world)
Save me, from me
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Sunsets
05:32
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Peeking through the crack in the doorway
Her hairbrush and makeup on the vanity
The creakin’ of the floorboards shows my cards
She never knew but shoulda stayed away from me
The sunsets, she waits for me
Choking on the words that were left unsaid
The sunrise, she’s still waiting
Trippin’ on the thoughts runnin’ through my head
Embattled walls, settled scores
Sits in the shadow of my restraint
The clock ticks but I ain’t never lived that way
I’m okay with words but I got nothin’ left to say
The sunsets, she waits for me
Choking on the words that were left unsaid
The sunrise, she’s still waiting
Trippin’ on the thoughts runnin’ through my head
The grass grows over the memories
So patient it’s perfect, the judgement is present
The wind blows hummin' off key melodies
Her ghostly figure takes my hand and I can’t breathe
And I’m dying
The sunsets, she waits for me
Choking on the words that were left unsaid
The sunrise, she’s still waiting
Trippin’ on the thoughts runnin’ through my head
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Angels on the Fourth Saratoga Springs, New York
Angels on the Fourth has a sound that harkens back to the alternative music scene of the 90's. Inspired by equal parts punk, hip hop and stadium rock, the band delivers hard hitting music with infectious hooks, and aims to bring more guitar to mainstream rock and roll. With their first record, the band is poised to make their presence one you won't soon forget. ... more
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