1. |
An Introduction
01:06
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Lately there's no difference between commitments, and addictions, so it goes.
And maybe its a sickness, but the symptoms were the same things that kept me afloat
Flat-line
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2. |
Anthroapologist
03:22
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The last thing
this town needs is
another apothecary
Unless she's shapely
And willing to cut me off
She reads through me
And the lines on my furrowed brow
Our diatribes only run as deep as our pockets allow
I can do this on my own
I can fucking do this on my own
She's a winter fashionista
Who never could reach the top shelf
It felt so good to stumble
When I could fall back on you
She used to love to dress me down
But now I'm wrapped up in myself
Do you need to write this down,
Or am I quoting verbatim?
Leave that poor girl alone
This is beyond your control
She's a winter fashionista
Who should've left me in the cold
You defined the both of us
While I misidentified what's left of us
Isn't wandering a means of taking steps?
Or am I just dull and directionless?
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3. |
Blister Fister
02:50
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I wouldn't call me broken
But I could use my fix
I wouldn't ask for your help
But I need to be dismissed
I'll spend a different day
Mulling over your epitaph
Then I'll write it out
In my most careless shorthand
Fix me
Wash it away
Until it fades
Let me go
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4. |
Floor Dweller
02:29
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Home is a permanent, well-lit, taxidermic grin
This isn't what you meant when you said to settle down
But I thought that you would know, that bacteria still grows in artificially lit terrariums
Floor dweller
Scavenger, nestling into the hide of a previous tenant
Floor dweller
Scavenger
Passenger
Have you no shame?
Put me up for the night
Put me down for a good time
Put me down
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5. |
Discourage Waters
03:04
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Just forget it
Just forget
Just forget it
Just forget
What I said
In the interest of longevity
Just let this go
I will play you all of your favorite tunes
While I put you on hold
Cause I'm just a traveling salesman
And the prices are subject to change
You can sweep the store-front if you'd like
We can work out a trade
I've got my
My glass eyes
On your prosthetic limbs
Longing to feel your hollow embrace
'Round my neck
Just forget it
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6. |
Grandma Slice
02:42
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Gods are built
By the line
She penned a classic in a dead language
She penned a classic on yellow scrolls
I wrote the forward
To overshadow
all of my sorrows
Lost in translation
You've always looked your best
In retrospect
So here's a narrative worth framing in the den
Years from now we will walk hand in hand,
amongst the ruins of Alexandria,
Pen to ashen page
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Duane Barry Bronx, New York
Duane Barry is a raw, and in your face metal-core band comprised of city dwelling New Yorkers. The band meticulously creates music that is as fun as it is artistically sound, which is evident in their latest EP, Emergent Themes. Frenetic riffs play off dynamic vocals with alternative sensibilities to create music that is disquieting, but wholly danceable. ... more
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