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Doomtown
03:44
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I think I’m too old to cry
But there’s nothing else to do
On a Saturday night
With these codeine and razorblade blues
Is it the end of the world?
It’s been that way for thirty-some years
I’ll slide this knife through your heart
Though I’m hoping you choke on your tears
Don’t fall asleep
It’s not fair to me
Let me make you bleed
So you’re just like me
I know that you’re fuckin’ around
In sweet dreams you’ll drown
You’ll feel the dirt shoveled over your head when you’re
Six feet down
They say the dose draws the line
Somewhere between the poison and cure
One day the person you are
Is not the person you were
Under the red moon sky
My heart races back to you
My love will burn a thousand years
You’ll burn a thousand too
Don’t fall asleep
It’s not fair to me
Let me make you bleed
So you’re just like me
I know that you’re fuckin’ around
In sweet dreams you’ll drown
You’ll feel the dirt shoveled over your head when you’re
Six feet down
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Atomic Rose
02:16
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Oooh, wah-ooh, wah-ooh, wah-ooh-ooh-ooh
Oooh, wah-ooh, wah-ooh, wah-ooh-ooh-ooh
There’s blood and panic in the supermarket
They’re setting fire to the Best Buy and Target
I need a lover in this nuclear fallout
Someone to hold me while we’re under the death cloud
Mercury’s rising
Lost in your eyes and
“Humanity”, no Season 2
No other bones will love you like I do
Atomic rose, new desert city
Three eyes and green skin got you looking so pretty
No other bones will love you like I do
With every beat of my glow-in-the-dark heart
We’ll build a future out of nothing but spare parts
Oooh, wah-ooh, wah-ooh, wah-ooh-ooh-ooh
Oooh, wah-ooh, wah-ooh, wah-ooh-ooh-ooh
They say that Kansas has those scenic red beaches
They say the Canyon has been bombed out to Phoenix
Let’s steal some gas and we can make it there tonight
Avoid the cannibals that come out at twilight
Living off Twinkies
Fighting off Nazis
“Humanity”, no Season 2
No other bones will love you like I do
Atomic rose, new desert city
Three eyes and green skin got you looking so pretty
No other bones will love you like I do
With every beat of my glow-in-the-dark heart
We’ll build a future out of nothing but spare parts
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3. |
Percy Sledgehammer
03:07
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I’m hanging from the gallows; would it kill you now to cut me some slack?
With these six shots of tequila, I’m about to launch a counterattack
So you’ve used up my emotions, now my battery’s at one percent
I’ll burn this whole place to the ground since you know this month I ain’t making the rent
Take anything you want, there’s nothing but me
And I never was enough, or so it would seem
Your last words so unkind, still hammering my mind
You’re the worst song on the soundtrack of my life (yeah)
Therapy and Prozac are just Band-Aids for this broken heart
I’m gonna leave this town, just take a paper map and throw a dart
I keep talking to my shadow, and she thinks there’s something wrong with my head I distract myself from you by reading books on existential dread
Take anything you want, there’s nothing but me
And I never was enough, or so it would seem
Your last words so unkind, still hammering my mind You’re the worst song on the soundtrack of my life (yeah)
Keep one eye open and one eye closed
All your sleeptalking secrets will now be exposed
You might slit your throat if you don’t bite your tongue If you don’t get up, shut up, tell me I’m the one
Take anything you want, there’s nothing but me
And I never was enough, or so it would seem
Your last words so unkind, still hammering my mind You’re the worst song on the soundtrack of my life (yeah)
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Joan of Arkansas Phoenix, Arizona
Five piece sludge pop band from Phoenix, Arizona formed through Tinder and Craigslist. Joan of Arkansas is weird, loud, distorted, and lyrically driven. Bright pop dual vocals peeking through distorted sludgy guitar and bass, then topped off with manic drumming. Is it pop? Is it punk? Is it noise? That's for you to decide! ... more
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