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Second coming
00:38
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Barefoot in the snow
03:23
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I come from a time when everything was black and white and holy..
Don't tell me, that you have got it bad, coz I just crapped my pants like I did when I was baby..
What the fuck is a PS3?
Barefoot in the snow, it never gets old
Unlike me I am fading quickly
We fought on the front lines, delivering your times, tuned out, complain you're lazy
I just don't get you anymore, pull your pants up you little shit
I just don't feel you anymore, is there more that exists?
Don't tell me -that all your money's spent
I'll tell you - coz all my friends are dead..
Any you can keep on playing on that idiot electronic world
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Knob news
03:04
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I wanna have the need, I wanna have the feed
Intravenous thoughts
I wanna be online, I wanna be close to you all the time
I wanna have control, I wanna be in the know
Get what I subscribed
I wanna be your tribe, I wanna be close to you inside.... You
It's not what I sold you, never gonna feel again
It's not what I told you, never gonna believe again
I feel like a real jerk, my internet won't work and I... need to get your reply
I missed a fucking day, and all those things you said just washed away
I needed to escape, this mediocre hate that I, selflessly gave birth
Every single inch, is closer to the inevitable clinch that's you
As the words stop coming down, I feel hungover
As I lay in bed, the come down starts, I feel fucked over
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Wash away (Sanity)
03:37
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I get so worried.... mankind's evolved into a hate breed
I feel so sorry, for a world that doesn't love me
I get so lonely without you, and nothing's gonna bring you back
I get so vacant with the truth, and nothing's gonna take it back
Hope for a brighter day, just to witness it get blown away
Decapitate a saint, and watch the blood just wash away
Maybe we can get a drink sometime, take a break from blowing up the world
Maybe you can have a think sometime, is your word worth all the hurt?
We need to prioritise, before pain becomes their currency
And swallow all our pride....eradicate the hate from their eyes
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Lost cause
04:30
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The name is Gordy got a hell of a story
About a guy and chick who just wont click
She's got legs like the world trade centre till a terrorist flew a plane up her arse
There must be something coz this chick don't get it
When the Geord is on the scene he brings his skills
Like a friend said to me, it's just a lost cause
That set my life in ruins, coz I'm not a part of yours
Got my eyes on the perfect prize but she don't seem that into me
We could have a beautiful life, coz i've got loads of stolen school stationary
Don't be too quick to say no, there are other ways
Don't be too quick to let go, there are other ways
Lots and lots of other ways
I just wanted you to know, that taste in your mouth is dirt
I just wanted to be the last thing that you ever see alive
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Leper Geord
01:28
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Gordy-fool, Gordy-leper, Gordy-fuck
It's the reason to be here, it's the season to live fear, it's the deviant saint Gordon coming through your window
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Inside your skin
03:27
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Oh what you watching on T.V?
I think I'll take a little peak
Oh are you watching that show?
And why are you sitting in those track pants?
I think about all the times, that you shut down all the blinds
And I was feeling lonely, and I just had to have you closer
There you go, always want to be inside your skin
There we'll grow, become a brand new holy person
Who was that guy you met at Starbucks, that you took home and fucked
You guys looked real damn cosy, and I'm not closed to something open
Don't forgive me just yet
I'm getting closer again
And don't betray yourself..
By getting closer
I'm so bored of watching you, I'm so bored of me and you
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K.N.A.W.
04:37
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Sit out with the rest of the trash,
And no one will collect you, no one will even send a scout
They fortune the brave, and that is something you could do without.. do without...
Take it all, smash their faces and ripped apart, you tell me what you wanna give up.
Serve the life, do your time and feed the rank, you tell me what you wanna bank.
Slip out with the rest of the trash, and no one will collect you, no one will even raise a head
and fear is the thing, that keeps you stronger, for a little longer
Chained to a pack, you'll never get that redemption, that you so long for.
And make no mistake, the bearer of pain promotes you and you will go far.
Protect the cut, protect the cut, protect the cut, fuck it all up!
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Lightbulb princess
03:06
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It's like you're chasing dreams, that you'll never reach
You've got a pretty dress, but your life is a fucking mess
Come gather round coz the show's about to start, poor little junkie girl getting ripped apart
I'm not the one but still I see it's a shame, that's the life of the game.
He's got a strange request, you're going on a little quest
He's got a fucken PHd, in gorrila sodomy.
I just want some sleep, it's been 5 days and I am weak
I just need some time, I'll get your rent but I am spent, just need some time
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I went to buy your album from the local record store
I took it home to my bedroom, and put it on my stereo.... and this is what I thought....
you fucken suck shit fuck.
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Messenger of fate
05:38
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You want me to beg for my breath
You want me to feel what you felt
You want me to change all of your hate
You want me to be your scapegoat of pain
Im not that kind of guy, who's gonna stand by the outlet of your hurt
I've got enough of mine and you look fine
Witness the power of birth
As I lay you out to waste I lick blood from my face
Blame; hate it wont save you from the messneger of fate
Way too late to plead for humanitary sake
Wake up you fuck, I've got so much I got to say
I want you to share all of my fears
I want you Taste all of my tears
I want you to know what to expect
I want you to feel whats' coming up next
What's wrong?... this wont take long
Just a couple of days of the worst kinda pain
Wake up, you'll miss the best part
Butter-knife dissected work of art
I'm begining to find my straps now.
I'm not in fear anymore
And you got exactly what you bargained for
Someone to come and settle your fucked score
And you're never to be found
You're three feet down, aint that profound.
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12. |
Reminiscing Lyd
04:50
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Oh, how are you today, can you tell me .. when's the next train?
I've been down here flying up in high clouds, these mixed signals you're putting out
I don't wanna be built up to be smashed down
I don't want to be someone who just hangs around you
I don't want to be alone, I don't wanna be your clone, I don't wanna be overthrown, I don't wanna be unknown
I just had a thought right now, the world could swallow you up whole
Liking you is like a sprain, the niggly throb provokes the pain
If I thought for one second more, I would pick myself up and settle the score
Spreading your diseases like a virus again, infecting all that you can
I've got some advice for you I'm sure, open up wide here comes the cure
Hail you the one who weilds the torch, hail you the one who bares the scorch
I sense a disturbance entering the force, the vortex swallowing off course..
And I can't remember a time that you smiled or made me think that it's worthwhile
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Gordon Wellington, New Zealand
Wellington band Gordon ready album #2, ’All means all’ in 2014.
The line-up is Lars Von Espy on vocals/guitar, Joe Fogarty
on lead guitar, Jason Aitofi on bass and new boy Allan Anthony on drums; he brings mojo and technique to Gordon’s back-line. They expand on the proggy elements of their sound with an aural wallop that is punctuated by dreamy soundscapes.
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