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Mall Walkers
03:15
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"Fight back" says the echo chamber in the shopping mall
but we know it makes no sense at all
I wanna know you and then outgrow you
but you're all around
You will learn in theory, but still come near me
until dollar signs come spewing onto you
"Fake news" says the echo chamber of the DC mall
but we know it makes no sense at all
Lay down, you're already sleeping
Lay down, you're already sleeping
I wanna know you, then overthrow you
but you're all around
I don't belong here, it's gotta be clear
that we're all around
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Pet
01:45
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I can play and behave
But I'm wild
I will come and I'll stay
But I'm wild
I need attention
Or I'll do the bad thing
Let me in
Your feral companion
No fences, no leashes
I'm wild
A good boy?! A good boy?!
I'm wild
I don't know why I do what I do
But I make this place
feel like a home
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3. |
For Now
02:36
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Take a look around
do you see my face in the crowd?
I know it's obvious
but I can't keep looking down
Take a look and see
I'm the same as I was before
May not be obvious
but it's the least I can afford
I'm back on top again
It's alright for now
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4. |
More Piles
03:26
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I'm slipping out of phase
I know I've been here
floating out in space
all before I get outta bed
And I can't trust the stable things
if they're not stable anymore
Too much time will bring
the worst out in my head
Drifting in and out of consciousness
reflecting on the time I've spent
thinking about wasting it
Sifting through debris inside me
more piles of anxiety
cannot get away from it
I'm shifting out of place
I don't know if I've been here
feeling lost in space
all I want is out of my head
I can't name one stable thing
ask me if I'm really sure
"Name one stable thing"
I wish I could get out of bed (that's what I meant)
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5. |
Just Fine
01:46
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Everyone's alone inside their happy prison
I only feel at home in my own empty kitchen
I know it's hard to understand
I know I'll be just fine
It's not hard to understand
You don't know how I feel
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6. |
Born to Bruise
02:36
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Don't tell me what I want
Don't tell me what I need
It's gonna be exactly what I think
my life is an ice rink, we slip and slide
Everyone goes out
Everyone falls down just like a tree
Spread out our branches, our leaves do the dances
what a routine
Our roots go deep down
Spread out through the underground
and it makes this awesome sound
We're obtuse
Rough and smooth
Low-end groove
Born to bruise
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Decoration New Brunswick, New Jersey
Jeff Hersch:
Guitar & Vocals
Billy Palka:
Drums & Vocals
Jake Rasor:
Bass VI & Vocals
Decoration recommends:
jake's new project
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jeff's pet project
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