1. |
The Green Room
03:53
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In a space, a crowd, but no ones there
A toast in the green room
In a mood, to move, but eyes just stare
Here's to our health
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2. |
Magazines
05:42
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Water to fill a wishing well
Air we can breathe in daydreams
Are these the ties that bind?
Or weigh us down?
Sell off your pack of lies
Old hand me downs
Bred by the ghosts of bright lights
Are we burnt out
Born Holding on to the hope
Now it's all gone
What we imagined, lost
Harder to sell a fairytale
I still believe in magazines
Boxed in, frozen in time
Come break us down
Oh how the years slip by
Our college town
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3. |
Come Around
03:31
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Tragedy Growing roots like a willow tree. Brittle leaves billow down,
Deadens on the ground
Constantly we lost stock in our company. Bitter pill swallowed whole.
Old enough to know.
Why won't u come around? Why won't u come around?
Why won't u come around to my way?
Lost at sea. Sun and moon setting over me. In the flood Were all drowned. Tides won't hold me down.
Gnarled grief. Hanging noose from your family tree. Tangled knots all around. Ghosts wont make a sound.
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4. |
When The Lights Dull
04:43
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All your harboring
All you hold in
I'm holding in
The home we started in
When the light dulls
When a life stalls
When the light dulls, it's off
When your heights fall
When the night calls
When the light dulls, it's off
Don't you want it all
Don't you want to know
Broken promises
Brokenhearted
I'm mending these
Bones discarded and lost
Don't you want it all
Don't you want to know
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5. |
Novocaine
04:38
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On holiday
Lazy summer glow
Call out my name
Hazy copper gold
Hang on today
We'll escape the cold
Open your veins
Bleed out everyone
Who Rattled our cage
Washed out in the flood of
Our Novocain
Coursing through our blood
We're all the same, falling
You'll know my name, call me i'm your
Novocain, oh novocain
They'll never change, stalling
Numb from the pain, I wanna be your
Novocain, oh novocain
Fire on the plains
Blazing burning coals
Dance on our graves
Barefoot tippy-toes
Our lawns been paved
Sprawling city rose
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6. |
A Memo
01:00
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7. |
Sirens Den
04:15
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A living wage
It's all the rage
We'll grow
Oh no
Our ice age
A living wage
Is left
Freezing cold
In the sirens den
We're awash in the seas we parted
Standing on the ledge
Looking out across the wars we started
Torn apart
Never start
Out grow
The show
Heaven sent
Or tourniquet
Retire
A liar
Was it divine
Or out of you mind
Hard to inspire
From what you perspire
Are we aligned
Like Particles bind
Harder to fight
The devils inside
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8. |
TV Glow
05:04
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Drawn to the static and electric buzz
Dull down the Shadows when the TV runs
Burn off the feeling in the evening sun
Noise in the channels where the spirit once was
Listen to the hum
Running through your blood
Limbs are growing numb
Line your pockets son
Only see who they are
When the lights dim low
In the TV Glow
Lies in the title as the credits roll
Loosen your handle on remote control
We could be undone
By noise in the channel where the spirit once was
Tubes blown watch our bodies smoke
Contrast colors all our bones
Never shown, noise in the channels
Whats all our own, noise in the channels
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9. |
It's Not Enough
05:42
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We can seem removed
When there's everything to prove
And our hearts are beating through our chests
Lessons from your past
Singed a brand across your best
But I know another day will test us
Restless rust belt heat
Lines your casket and the creek
Where necking adolescents meet
Pound your pavement streets
To your corporate high-rise suite
Is that all the company you can keep
It's not enough just try/keep dreaming
It's not enough to say it is
No not again believe me
It's not enough to say it is
Sleepwalk through the day
bloodshot eyes run down the page
Of returns and losses from our age
Chime, our waking hour
When we summon up the power
And we live the way we feel when the seeds of change are real
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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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