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Vulture Future
04:34
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Vulture future reckoning
I don't believe in anything
I challenge masses with my plans
Of unsubstantial existence
Pamphlets adding to the fire
I have never felt so wired
These occurences of debate
Are all pretexts made to negate
Unsupressed display
Of deep affection
We manifest through our stance
The minimal requirements
The thirty is new eighty-eight
I'm hollow and I resonate
I'm hollow and I resonate
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2. |
Guesthood
04:49
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Don't be surprised you can't hear me
The noises float somewhere above me
And it's all that I know
There is nothing to say
I'm asking you though
If you will stay
You're telling me that you don't mind
It's the closest to peace we will find
A flickering light letting me see
Just enough to be totally fear-free
It's the right way
The right way to take
Tell me you're out of your words
Help me to be out of mine
There's no telling when you'd show up
It's the wind and the fields who brought you up
Though sometimes you fall
Like a little bird
Needing two hands
To make sure that you're not hurt
Tell me you're out of your words
Help me to be out of mine
I've never been worse than on this night
It's the most peculiar invite
And it's all that I know
I've got nothing to say
There's no need to ask
Cause you're gonna stay
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3. |
Firework People
03:15
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Almost made it, look
Lay down you visions of the future in front of me
So we can step on them
You first
I laughed then
And you do now
Let's raise the bet
The stakes are low
Lower than ever
The stakes are low
Lower than ever
So why no roses
No fireworks
I'm in doubt
Are we even firework people?
Are we?
Let's be there
Now or never
Let's make it hard
For future pity
To flourish
Let us laugh
At the biographies
Of all the lost souls
Such rebellion!
The stakes are low...
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4. |
Over Trifles
04:18
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There's nothing like a humble disrespect
For the sanctity of love
They talk of it
Like it was a game
Sign in
Or resign
I want to hear everything
You think I don't want to hear
Imagine having a row in Heaven
Over trifles
There's so many years left
To find out what happens
So many years left
Of meeting old friends
You punish me, I punish you
In ways of which we can't be proud
Hopefully in time we'll forget
As much as we can
Sign in or resign
Maybe we could spend our days
Just staring into a wall
And when we starve to death
At least we'll make them wonder
There's so many years left
To find out what happens
So many years left
Of meeting old friends
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5. |
My Own Devil
02:29
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I'm losing my home
I'm losing my mind
All the new neighbours are so kind
Envious widowers
Lords of no land
Together refuse to understand
I eat my own bread
Drink my own wine
I have my own devil
With whom I dine
Virtue is easy
Avoid others' faults
Follow all the well known quotes
My weapons are steady
My bullets are calm
I mean to mean no harm
I eat my own bread
Drink my own wine
I have my own devil
With whom I dine
But when you try and show up at my door
You unleash the war that we've been both half hoping for
When you show up you will start a war
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6. |
Phases
03:34
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You know they are phases
They just come and go
You have magically
Revived your soul
The days now last
Less than I recall
We negotiate
And you're trying to stall
I'm an army
In a day-to-day war
Centuries pass by me
And I let them go
There are guns
Underneath our pillows
The old notions are
Stuck in place
We live new lives
In the old ways
We hardly try to
Break our chains
We feed our days on
Their own remains
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Eugene Morrow Prague, Czech Republic
An indie-rock band based in Prague, Czech Republic active from 2014 to 2020..
Currently their
new single "Night Rider" is out with "Holiday" having been released earlier this year. In 2016 the band released their first EP "Young Adult" and in January 2017 their second record "Such Rebellion" came out.
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