1. |
cuts in my mouth
04:41
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Why why why am I here
What what what am I doing here
Tell me tell me tell me what’s the point
Why why why get out of bed
Why why why can’t I like myself
I don’t know you any more
I’ve forgotten so much already, so many things
I can’t keep track anymore
Cuts in my mouth
Cuts in my mouth
Nothing left
Nothing left
Nothing left
Nothing left
Nothing
Cuts in my mouth
Cuts in my mouth
Cuts in my mouth
Cuts in my mouth
Cuts in my mouth
Cuts in my mouth
Cuts in my mouth
Cuts in my mouth
Cuts in my mouth
Cuts in my mouth
Cuts in my mouth
Cuts in my mouth
Cuts in my mouth
In my mouth
Nothing left
Nothing left
Nothing left
Nothing
I’ve lost myself again and again
For all my faults
For all my sins
I can’t stop forgetting
Forgetting
Forgetting
For all my faults for all my sins
I can’t stop
Forgetting
Forgetting
Cuts in my cuts in my mouth
Nothing left
Nothing left
Nothing left
Cuts in my mouth
Cuts in my mouth
Nothing left
Nothing left
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2. |
Smog City
03:52
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Oh man it was just so beautiful before it hit the ground
Wondering what you think of me but there’s no me to be found
Oh you animals come for me from all around
Oh these city streets they pick me up and they put me down
When will I go
When will I know
Oh it’s so sweet of you to visit and nice to see you smile
Oh it’s so sweet of you to visit and nice to see you smile
Smile
It’s so nice
It’s so nice
To see you
To see you
See you
Smile
Smile
Smile
Smile
Smile
Smile
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3. |
find meaning
04:01
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Don’t wait up
Another second no
I find meaning in the smallest of things
Smallest things
In the smallest things
Don’t wait up
I find meaning
Meaning
Meaning in the smallest things
Things
Smallest things
Another moment past
It won’t get back won’t get back
Find meaning
I find meaning
In the smallest things
In the smallest things
Smallest things
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4. |
infent
04:53
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5. |
per diem
04:41
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All of these things
What do they mean
Loosing my hours
I pick all your flowers
Take away my pleasures
And glue on my feathers
I’m at the end
My heart in hand
All words are lost
My mouth in frost
I cannot try I cannot tell
Or else I will fail
I cannot try I cannot tell
Oh well
Suffered your presence
All of your deadness
The Look in your eyes
Your inside dies
Your insides died
Your inside died
You’re So rotten
I’ve forgotten
So damn rotten
I’ve forgotten
Who you were
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Sicada Sacramento, California
3 piece from sac. Valente on drums, Owen on bass, and Graeme on guitar+vocals. Influences/genres: emo, skramz, post-hardcore
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