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01 Some Sunrise
04:02
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Some Sunrise
We have seen the sun at last
You won't regret how you have felt
Seasons when we shed our skin
Hurt falls away our passions melt
You wave to me our bodies meet
No more you said. We can't you said
Hands to my chest you push me away
This futile life you shall regret
And now we've sold our parts
A grim way to start
Give in to me give me your blood
Into your neck I sink my teeth
Flesh from bone I've made a mess
Hands over mouth it's such relief
I am the night her cries of that night
Some things you cannot explain
The touch of her skin knee deep in skin
Living our lives through this pain
The rising sun it wakes no one
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02 Seasons Revolt
04:00
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03 I Hope You're Alone
04:33
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I Hope You're Alone
And I sit by singing songs by moonlight
Yet you sleep still cause we need to keep this lie
No love lives here because you want to live alone
My heart beats still but your hate it knows no bounds
Regrets still haunt yet I've learned to wake each day
Forget this hand violence has less to say
I won't drown and if I do just drag you down
When you look up you will see no one's around
When your tears feel down like the rain that night
I won't tell you the truth because you known I don't trust you
When the years pass by it doesn't make us right
I'd never tell you the truth because you know I don't trust you
And I don't care if you end up all alone
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04 Nihilistic Young Love
04:22
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Nihilistic Young Love
And if you want to rule this world
You know the timing is right for the story of this boy and this girl
Set down right next to me you say
You know I'd dress you both up we'd live in sin all night and all day
Bonnie and Clyde they have nothing on this lust
Because we've been here before we know the journey of this floor you know we must
Yet you bring her to her knees
You put the knife to her neck "Who do you want more?" you ask me, "please"
You dress up I dress up a bender no gender just lust
You feel it I feel it we feel it they feel it oh damn this world
Still life, this world has destroyed you
Well do you even exist? So wrong how cold are you? We still do
Yet you bring her to her knees
You push the knife through her neck, laughing out loud "You see?!?! Just you and me!"
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05 Over My Body
07:52
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Over My Body
And in your name I will sit
And stop this time I am in
Now we will face and will start
Cause over my body we'll rot
She echoes these hours of
Screams echo the hour of
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6. |
06 Shoot the Night
02:52
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Shoot the Night
You're gonna hurt yourself
When you see me cry
Cause I don't believe a word you say
We're gonna shoot the night
When you fall and fail
Cause I wanna live to see that day
You forget never once I lied
Never once you tried... oh no
You're gonna wreck yourself
You're gonna suit yourself
We're gonna shoot the night
I wanna live to see that day
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07 Whirl
04:41
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08 The Same Ground as Me
05:59
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The Same Ground as Me
Hands,
to find your heart
to find your wrists
to find you will
Hands,
to find your truth
to find your joy
to find your mouth
The same ground as you
We fall at the speed of light
Impact my head splits open
Lifetimes to wrong this right
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9. |
09 Lovers by Name Only
04:11
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Lovers by Name Only
One plus one is two because I believe in you
You can tell the way I move hate in a push and shove
Cause two and one is three do you believe in me
I can tell the way you lie I say don't ever ask me why
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The Common Men San Francisco, California
Now in San Francisco, Sacramento Post-Punk Vanguards The Common Men are no strangers to wild live shows and sonic experimentation.
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Post-Punk in it's purest form. The writing is great and melodically thoughtful.
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Dark, noisy, and bombastic... this album is killer from beginning to end. The musicianship is stellar, and I'm not a big fan of female vocalists, but Amy is one huge exception.
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