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Bicycle Day
10:22
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ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
AHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
AHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhh
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
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Problem Child
05:18
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Reality is imaginary
Open your eyes it's incendiary
Enjoy the present because it's already over
Rock a rhythm till it beats you sober
You're young and lucky why not give it a shot
The devil calls for you
Your life's a joke take a swig drop a hit rip a toke
The dream erupts into a thick cloud of smoke, yeah
On the wings of an angel you fly so high up through the sky that is dark and bleeding
The walls are breathing
Your mind is reeling
Torn between two worlds in agony screaming
Leap from a bridge shoot your friends kill your wife with a knife
Another fool drops dead in the streets tonight
Just a pawn in a game you've gone insane
The system spits you out naked and afraid
Problem
Problem
Problem Child
Problem
You've always been a problem
Problem Child
Whoah
Problem
Problem
Problem Child
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Launch
04:40
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AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
OH GOD PLEASE HELP ME
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
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The Comedown
04:20
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I do not want to come down
Rest my feet onto the ground
Oh please lord just let me stay
Nothing down there anyway
My head is up in the clouds
I cannot lift this heavy shroud
I miss flowers through these eyes
Substance makes me realize
Walls are closing in
Halls are expanding
Ceiling is melting
Floor has no traction
I can't breath
I can't see
Heart beating
Life fleeting
Nothing
But black
I think
I am
Dead
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Shakes and Spins
09:42
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When you're around, I get queasy
When you're not, I'm weak in the knees
Saying goodbye really isn't easy, neither is sticking around
One foot in front of the other, fall right down onto the ground
See your face everywhere that I go, in the eyes of everyone in town
You were there when things weren't easy and now it seems you're sticking around
I can't seem to let you go, can't tell if I'm lost or found
I can't sleep without you, when I do I wake up tired
Haven't slept for weeks now, guess you'll soon be hearing from me
You give me the shakes and the spins
I don't seem to know the shape I'm in
Don't remember when things weren't so grim
I can't see the light, it must be dim
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6. |
Goo
01:31
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7. |
Cop Punk
03:45
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You can't hide from the feds, you'll end up dead
You can't breath with my knee on the back of your head
If asphyxiation won't end the situation then eat some lead
Put a bullet in your brain when you're asleep in bed
You don't like it? Eat a dick, you can't do shit
Step up and I'll pistol whip you in the lip
Throw you on my car, stick my hand up your ass
And find some crack you didn't know you had
Black White Brown and Blue, all lives splatter under the weight of my boot
If your dogs at the door when we come
Then we'll shoot the little furry fuck too
You can't hide from the FEDS
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The Gray Goo montana
A musical trio that hails from The Flathead Valley in Northwestern Montana. The Goo takes a unique and proggy take on the
psychedelic genres, creating a fantastical journey through realms of Doom Metal, Funk, Psyche Rock, Punk, and even Bluegrass and Disco.
From Fuzzed out guitar riffs to atmospheric synthy breaks, and shready bass. The Gray Goo Consumes You.
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