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Waiting
04:44
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Hammering faces on the back wall
While you recall their songs
The empty armchair pushed against the fire
To clear the way for anyone
Circling the floor to avoid the stain
Wishing the cameras would miss you again
And it seems you've been pacing for days
The far walls blackening your pain
Waiting
Waiting
Make the walls bleed
Waiting for days
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2. |
Gun
04:35
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Interferatropic
A seed of radiance
Gone
Engulfed by mascaraburnt souls every day
Interference gun
Two tunnels of light
Sealed
Hurtled into a commercial and forced to murder
Three thousand rounds a minute
Beat down beating face it beat it until it crack
It's down and she's five feet tall and she's handing me a scrap of lace
I'm the captain, I'm the pilot, I've no control at all
She's carried by a passenger so willing to explore
I have the interference gun, she hands us scraps of lace
One from the leg, one from the head, screaming three thousand rounds per minute
A golem persists
Dead
Smashed down by desperate wooden hands
A beaten face
Cracks
So long as you resist a pre packaged god
She's five foot tall
Alive
Closeness is relative all warmth is gone
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3. |
Jessica
02:48
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Her abscence hit me physical
A charge in the social change
Her dress on the floor
Still from and open shutter at midnight
Pitch black stains on the sheet
Jessica dissolved intolerably
She was so relaxed, so irradient
So keen to vanish entirely
Slung back at the bed
Protoplasmic chinks covered her mouth
silhouette fading with the touch and static in time
The impossibility of fading juices from every pore
She was warm to the warm from the streets
Head on the pillow beneath the shifting archway
Humidity chastised, seeping air, pungent memories Jessica the night so noisy, you cut your ears
Jessica the deaf, you turn off the morning
Jessica so fast, the light impossible to touch
She thrashes her fist to the wall
She takes a breath, I like to imagine
But she's echo reversed;
Too sharp for the neighbours
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4. |
Renegade
03:04
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A fist against the edge
Lost to a fight in time
Rebellious and fated
Left to fight in time
Saying he'll never be
Always saying so
Racing headlong forever
Never ever letting go
RENEGADE
Black through white
In harder times
Wasting away so long
Read between the lines
Swears he's so forever
He says he'll always be
Never fall or be broken
Carries the art of living
RENEGADE
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5. |
Super Life
09:09
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Jan Doyle Band Doncaster, UK
Jan Doyle Band weave and wind their own unique path through synthpop industrial goth and punk with a spectacularly engaging
live show. Never content with repeating a sound they are always adventuring and moving forwards.
"A band half way to old school goth snagged on David, slipped in a puddle of glam; in a sense... The Clash on acid. PVC galore, glam metal hair, +makeup for days. Elektrovox.com
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