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Vampyre
03:32
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Set free The sycamore, prison savoured by the light
Dead eyes and empty pores, only comfort in the night
Hunt down in generations, thirsty for another drink
Red crown initiation, coming out of the coffin
Its the call of the beast
Raise up all the deceased
Take the blood off my hands, celebrate, delegate in a magical feast
Im only out in the night
I am a terrible fright
I’ve always been a vampyre
Mundane or medicator, poison chosen by the pride
Black dawn initiation, coven calls at the dark side
Black swan affiliation, hungry for another kill
Blood bank retaliation, written out of the will
Its the call of the beast
Raise up all the deceased
Take the blood off my hands, celebrate, delegate in a magical feast
Im only out in the night
I am a terrible fright
I’ve always been a vampyre
Its the call of the beast
Raise up all the deceased
Take the blood off my hands, celebrate, delegate in a magical feast
Im only out in the night
I am a terrible fright
I’ve always been a vampyre
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2. |
Freaky Love
03:45
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Shadow Lounge To the Underground
Where people go where they know that they’ll never be found
Where to go when you’re being too loud
But to be louds to be vogue when theres no one around
Oo yeah baby when you give me all that kind of love, all that weird love, you know it really freaks me out
Oo yeah baby when you give me all that Freaky love, all your every love, you know it really turns me on
Ooo all your Freaky love
Yeah it turns me on
All that weird love
You’re a freak and more
Horrified by the silver seal
Not to be over dramatic but dramatic I feel
Satisfy with the final touch
Get to the heart of the matter when the matter is up
Oo yeah baby when you give me all that kind of love, all that weird love, you know it really freaks me out
Oo yeah baby when you give me all that Freaky love, all your every love, you know it really turns me on
Ooo all your Freaky love
Yeah it turns me on
All that weird love
You’re a freak and more
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3. |
Swarm
03:55
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They’ve given you the safe word
But we’re not slaves
They fuck you til your brain hurts
While they drink champagne
They’ll take you to Elysium
And drop you off on the way
We’re the salt of the earth,
The future, the aim
But the ivory house leaders,
Laugh in our face
Folding at the knees,
While we look for a place
Where any one can live there,
And exist for a day
Watching their livestock, withering away
It’s a Poor show for the ever changing youth, and they,
Go cold,when the bodies hit the roofs, then they
Send the news, while the Swarm is falling loose,
This is our exhibit, so lets go fuck it
Lamb to the slaughter, the resistance must pay, poison the water and drag you away,
Drown in the rulebook, don’t care for parquet, cinnamon cigarettes and a game of croquet
Oo oo don’t you know where the love went, Throw it in the fire when you’re done you know, Where did it go?
It’s a Poor show for the ever changing youth, and they,
Go cold,when the bodies hit the roofs, then they
Send the news, while the Swarm is falling loose,
This is our exhibit, so lets go fuck it
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4. |
No Vacancy Hotel
04:19
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Dead end, jobs alike, feel the cost of living squeeze the essence of your life, your wife
He found the urge, paper ad, looking for attendance, dressing up in drag, he hides
You come for me when I run
pass the youth of eternal sun
Slip of the serpents tongue
goes bang bang bang
Down boy, you got the vision of a magpie
Go to war, you fill my head like a worm child
No more, Vacancy here, why do you care when the kids are alive
Motel, delirium, steel jacket anti depressant, theres a lesson
Mysterious stranger, told you you were special, formed a presence in your mouth, no doubt
you come for me when I’m run
pass the youth of eternal sun
slip of the serpents tongue
Goes bang bang bang
Down boy, you got the vision of a magpie
Go to war, you fill my head like a worm child
No more, Vacancy here, why do you care when the kids are alive
Hold on to your doubts, let them fall away
Down boy, you got the vision of a magpie
Go to war, you fill my head like a worm child
No more, Vacancy here, why do you care when the kids are alive
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Krooked Tongue Bristol, UK
Described by Loudwire as 'sounding like Queens of the Stone Age breaking Royal Blood out of Jail', Krooked Tongue are a Bristol based alt rock trio, known for their encapsulating live performances which have been at the forefront of a growing buzz in the UK rock/indie scene. ... more
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