1. |
Audible Static
03:00
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In the same room, with the same white walls
In the same damn town.
You're a suffering savage of love,
And lord knows why you stick around.
You could resort to theft but there ain't nothin' left
But a couple butts in a bottle cap.
You change the station to inebriation,
Then you lean on, and back, and sigh,
And you wave goodbye...
(Goodbye...)
La Da Da Da Da
Da Da Da Da Da...
I hit the big time in your Oscar-worthy world,
Where no one's innocent.
And in your head, well there's some audible static,
You just don't know how to combat it,
You don't know how to get along.
And every day you try to find another way,
You smoke it, snort it, drink it up through a straw
Until the day is looking fine,
Tomorrow doesn't mind,
And Jesus would be proud of you
Because you haven't killed anyone.
And then tomorrow comes,
But not for everyone.
La Da Da Da Da
Da Da Da Da Da...
I hit the big time in your Oscar-worthy world,
Where no one's innocent.
In the same room, with the same white walls
In the same damn town...
La Da Da Da Da
La Da Da Da Da...
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2. |
House of Hay
05:12
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I have memories of America,
I have visions of us two,
I bought pictures of America,
I burned photographs of youth,
With a Roman Candle in a house of hay,
Happy birthday.
Diamond eyelids while you sleep away,
Happy birthday.
I'll steal your bike, I'll ruin your life
'Cause I love ya.
I'll hit the pipe, I'll ruin your life
'Cause I love ya.
Rolling blackouts on the dawn,
Pack your suitcase, move along,
We've both seen better days.
The movies have made me afraid
To be nothing, babe:
Hero, final formula scene,
They gave me lots of pills
To take to act to counteract
The thought of winning everything.
Cause I'm such a winner, I'm such a loser,
I'm gonna lose you over and over
And over and over and over and over
And over my shoulder I'm gonna carry you:
Roman Candle in a house of hay,
Happy birthday.
Diamond eyelids while you sleep away,
Happy birthday.
I'll steal your bike, I'll ruin your life
'Cause I love ya.
I'll hit the pipe, I'll ruin your life
'Cause I love ya.
Rolling blackouts on the dawn,
Pack your suitcase, move along,
We've both seen better days.
Shit-kick kicking around,
You kick back and open up,
Tranquilized and dazed.
I've been down, up, and around
And around and around this place.
Don't get lost, don't get lost, America talks,
You place the live bomb on the floor.
I'll sing this song,
While I kick down your door.
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3. |
Nosferatu
03:52
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The girl of my dreams, layin' in my bed
Would make you lose your head,
Love in her eyes, as she bled.
The closer that I, the closer that I get
To something I wanted,
The more that I want that, instead.
Should I leave it all alone,
Throw on a coat and go conquer
Chicago, like Al Capone?
Or should I stay here for a while,
Just sticking it out until the ride I want
Finally comes to town?
And then I'm out.
I just love your pretty face,
While you stand in Terminal A,
I could stay and save the day,
But I'll stick to walking away.
And my heart goes out to you,
Nosferatu. Nosferatu.
And my heart goes out to you,
Nosferatu, Nosferatu.
You're the essence of me.
I'm sinking my teeth, sinking my teeth
Into infinite desire, the blood on my hands
Won't get dry.
I got what I wanted, now I want more,
Over and over my beating heart
It beats for all the forsaken souls.
I just love your pretty face,
While you stand in Terminal A,
I could stay and save the day,
But I'll stick to walking away.
And my heart goes out to you,
Nosferatu. Nosferatu.
And my heart goes out to you,
Nosferatu, Nosferatu.
I'm calling this castle my own,
I'll call it my sanctuary.
I'm doing this on my own.
I just love your pretty face,
While you stand in Terminal A,
I could stay and save the day,
But I'll stick to walking away.
And my heart goes out to you,
Nosferatu. Nosferatu.
And my heart goes out to you,
Nosferatu, Nosferatu.
I'm calling this castle my own,
I'll call it my sanctuary.
I'm doing this on my own,
My heart is so old and heavy.
I'm doing this on my own,
I'll go 'cause I care, and I,
Am doing this on my own.
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4. |
Mornings With You
03:31
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Move to an ugly town,
And date the cutest girl around.
Walk on-- don't drive, you can't afford it--
Hop a quick ride in a jet-black corvette.
Five bucks in nickels for a shirt that reads:
"I broke the universe."
Write crappy lyrics to a song,
Win a Pulitzer Prize and move along...
And do the next verse drunk.
On the bridge overlooking death,
Free fall and there's nothing left,
Under gray skies or blue,
I just want mornings with you; it's true.
On the bridge overlooking death,
Free fall and there's nothing left,
Gray skies blue for you.
La da da da da da da da da da
La da da da da da da da,
Gray skies blue for you.
We've gone to get it all,
We got a lighthouse off in the distance.
I took a little little little pack of--
what'cha call 'em? Corn Nuts--
Sit between our legs.
Ya hit the highway, ya hit the highway,
Ya hit the highway really fast and I don't care,
My cigarette is fallen out my ear, baby...
I found it.
On the bridge overlooking death,
Free fall and there's nothing left,
Under gray skies or blue,
I just want mornings with you; it's true.
On the bridge overlooking death,
Free fall and there's nothing left,
Gray skies blue for you.
La da da da da da da da da da
La da da da da da da da,
Gray skies blue for you.
On the bridge overlooking death,
Free fall and there's nothing left,
Under gray skies or blue,
I just want mornings with you,
It's true.
On the bridge overlooking death,
Free fall and there's nothing left,
Gray skies blue for you...
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5. |
Bar in a Basement
04:26
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It was a long, hard day and I was out of line.
Tearing the badge from my chest,
Hoping you wouldn't mind.
Love is my hope, but I can't guarantee
I won't let you down while I'm me being me.
It was a long, hard day and I was out of line.
Bowing to my shrine,
Picking up the pieces broken off with time...
Things are gonna change for me,
I see you coming down Main Street.
Things are gonna change for me,
I see you coming down Main Street.
You're wearing white and I'm dressed in black,
You left with my heart, but now you'll bring it back.
Things are gonna change for me,
I see you coming down Main Street.
Dragging my thoughts through the mud
That gets in your eyes,
Thinking of heaven and wings
And a playful disguise.
People hear about a broken scene,
It's one thing to live it, it's one thing to dream.
Dragging my thoughts through the mud
That gets in your eyes.
And everything must die,
But deep down everyone believes they won't inside...
Things are gonna change for me,
I see you coming down Main Street.
Things are gonna change for me,
I see you coming down Main Street.
You're wearing white and I'm dressed in black,
You left with my heart but now you'll bring it back.
Things are gonna change for me,
I see you coming down Main Street.
The embarrassing smile, and the nod and,
"Hey, how's the doggy today?"
"He's a little sick, but I guess that it's ok;
"Cause he still likes to play..."
And then the music, it fades,
Swelling to crescendo in the pouring rain...
Things are now changing me,
Tell me you love me on Main Street.
Things are now changing me,
Tell me you love me on Main Street.
We can move on, and without looking back,
Except for maybe someday in some photographs,
Things are now changing me,
You said you love me on Main Street.
La da da da
Da da da da da...
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FABRIC Portland, Oregon
FABRIC is a new, alternative indie rock artist out of Portland, OR. Through a collage of introspective lyrics and poignant melodies, this compelling, undisguised singer-songwriter confides the bleak torment of a drug-addled depressive, and the troubling conflict of an artistic mind in an American landscape. The debut EP, Everything Breaks, is out now and available for digital download & streaming. ... more
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