1. |
The Laws
05:25
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Bound
By bonds
We lost
Our vows
Guilt
Our hearts
Bought out
Our cross
Youve been guarded by
forbidden gardens (its all because)
The laws
We seem guarded By
beliefs discarded (we've broken all)
The laws
Shave
Our heads
We'll sell
Our locks
Skin
Our teeth
Our roots
Are Rot
Starve
Our thoughts
Feed
Our fears
Stone
Lost souls
Burn
Our stakes
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2. |
Millonaires
04:34
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In the Town where we were born.
There's division
A provision for our millionaires
In the mines and on the floor
Find/buy redemption/theres a mourning
No we can't all be the millionaires
With all of us mourning, fire off a warning
We need the light to light the spark to light
Are we fodder for the war
Of convention/here's your warning
Merely fuel to fire the millionaires
Sell your sight to save the store
the expansion.
Tired cannon of the millionaires
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3. |
People In Decline
04:23
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Is this Politic or passion
Your preacher is a pusher
For people in decline
Heart wont revive
Mothers milk or oil and water
Our profits or a martyr
For people in decline
Our poisoned pride
They're cannibals for hire
For pyros lighting fires
The people in decline
Never fit the design
Are we mortars or immortal
Or pixels in a portal
Our digital divide
Poor in our prime
When a bloodlust thrives
In the throes of a lie
A courtship dies
We'll hunt our own tribe
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4. |
Running On A Wire
04:56
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We're arm and arm
Sorrow
We know we've worn
Hollow
Running On a wire
And I know that you're already gone
We come from common blood lines
Separate lives
You follow scriptures time lines
Blinded by
Your own, your own
Vision
There's no omen there's no right
Prediction
Broken beacons only cite
Fiction
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5. |
Curtains
05:30
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Hello
Will we grow
Too old
Before were bold
Devoted
To our mend
rewrote
Present tense
A fading
The final throes
The caving
Our resting home
Remaining
A farewell show
A sudden end
To what's about to fall/The writings on the wall
The curtain falls
The load
Will we bear
And cope
Or disappear
Exposed
Are we whole
High hopes
Come with a toll
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6. |
Waiting Pool
05:19
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I drink HS quarterback blood
Multiplies the bones in my body
Skyline lightning, high on the night
Caffeine crash and nicotine prom queen
Right into a waiting pool
Rip tides of glimmering glass
The proof. The light.
All of it fleeting
The heart. Your life.
Can't stop the beating
The greed. The fright.
All wall street people
Their gain. Our plight.
Burn down their steeple
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Western Haunts Seattle, Washington
Western Haunts’ KEXP-approved dream-pop sound is a call to Midwestern revival, drenched in reverb and the haze of
psychedelia and shoegaze. Across two EPs and their recently-released debut album, the Seattle quartet have slowly sharpened their sweeping harmonics into something that’s nothing short of gorgeously gauzy.
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