1. |
Problems
04:04
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Hear you talking, about yourself.
Saying how all the feelings were felt,
i just hear it as it seeps through the walls,
all your problems just wait down the hall.
Hear you waiting, by the side.
Saying how its all a waste of time,
I just sit while the fabric is torn,
all your problems just lay on the floor.
Hear you talking to hear yourself.
Saying what a shitty hand you were dealt.
But you keep on betting more,
all your problems just wait at the door.
O O
Your Problems,
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2. |
Space
04:13
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Expectations, no motivation.
I'll just lay here some more.
Feeling something, its always nothing.
Oh, i got my own. In my spaceship, in my spaceship home.
Lost my station, Static sensations, buzzing round my head.
Tune me out now, ill fade away slow, ill circle round the sun,
In my spaceship, in my spaceship home.
Oh my head hurts, from floating backwards, ill find my way to you.
Feeling nothing, it's always something.
Oh i lost my own. In my spaceship, oh i'm on my own.
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Who told me they could eat the sun,
Who said they could inhale the fog
Who said they could eat the sky.
I looked him in the eye and said "I worship the Dog God."
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3. |
Try2
03:33
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Bugs burrow deeper in my brain!
Bugs burrow deeper in my brain!
They burrow deeper everyday.
Wont go away.
The spiders gonna lay an egg!
The spiders gonna lay an egg!
Lets go an kick it, see what it says.
Just to see what it says!
I gotta stop, turning off.
and start trying to turn you on.
At least then i could say i did.
Oh at least i tried!
I gotta leave half past noon,
I gotta leave half past noon,
I gotta at least leave soon!
Or at least try 2!
I think i burnt a whole in my brain,
i think i burnt a whole in my brain.
Mama what if i put a whole in my brain!
Will the bugs go away?
Go away,
Wont go away!
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4. |
Light
03:35
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It's gonna change your sight,
It's gonna shake your spine,
It's gonna rearrange, your mind.
just look directly in the light.
Just look away,
if it's too bright.
Too bright.
It's gonna take you whole
It's gonna eat your soul,
It's gonna bleed, you dry. You dry.
Just look directly in the light.
Just look away,
if it's too bright.
Too bright
It's gonna take you away!
It's gonna fade, you to gray.
don't ever forget, your mind. Your mind.
Just look directly in the light,
Just look away,
if it's too bright.
Too bright
Its too bright.
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5. |
Leaving
03:25
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I woke up feeling,
feeling like leaving today.
She woke up feeling,
feeling like dying she said.
I can't believe you,
When you always turn away.
All words turn faded, as the color burns to gray.
Each day we stray, further from the light.
Each day we say, that its hardly worth the fight.
I woke up feeling,
feeling like dying today.
She woke up feeling.
The same way.
AHHHHHHHHHH!
I woke up feeling,
feeling like leaving
today.
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The Rays Jam,
A Fuzzy, Stoned, Psych, GarageRock Trio.
Blowing Out Ear
Drums and Melting Faces since 2015.
*Mason Marsh-Guitar/Vox
*Dalton Magee-Bass
*Joseph Campos-Drums
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