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Plush Ebola
03:55
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i exploded and noted results on my arm,
i'll study them thoroughly before i discard
my skin to the side, climb out of your box
grow wings shaped like keys and break free from your locks!
i feel like floating
i feel like floating on something but nothing can hold the weight
of the anchors wrapped around my ankles until we gain stability.
toothy grin, filthy smirk. you put in way more effort than you'll ever be worth
and what's worse is you're rotting inside
that's why you're on the ground and i've learned to fly
far above the east coast, leaving behind whoever cares the most.
i feel like floating
i feel like floating on something but nothing can hold the weight
of the anchors wrapped around my ankles, until we gain stability
"you mother fucking jerk, you've left behind a girl ten times your worth
and what's worse is you're wasting your life
that's why you're on the ground and i have learned to fly
far above the east coast, leaving behind whoever cares the most."
i feel like floating
i feel like floating on something but nothing can hold the weight
of the anchors wrapped around ankles, until we gain stability
let's sneak out together, no one will know
find a spot in the woods where our flowers can grow
and c(over) their gravestones.
i feel like floating
i feel like floating on something but nothing can hold the weight
of the anchors wrapped around my ankles, until we gain stability.
i feel like floating
i feel like floating away, away, away.
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2. |
Some Like It Hot
02:24
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we knew it wasn't funny, but we laughed it off.
knew they wanted us to crack, so we stood strong.
they all expected the world, we gave em so much more.
when it all came down, it left them bruised and sore.
never thought it'd happen, then we started to move.
coated the room with wax and didn't leave a clue.
they all expected some dirt, we gave em a story
and something to look back and laugh on monday morning.
when you were mine, oh how you'd shine.
i wrote a letter, tore it up and swallowed it.
the ink got in my blood, my words have made me sick!
so i'll puke out these lines in hopes that one day i find
the exclusive thought that describes my mind.
when you were mine, oh how you'd shine.
silly girl, close your eyes. i'll show you what you wanna see.
if you open up don't get down if it isn't me.
are you sure? i know i am.
let's leave em with amnesia and confusion.
are you sure? i know i am.
let's make em forget this whole thing ever happened.
we knew it wasn't funny, but we laughed it off.
knew they wanted us to crack, so we stood strong.
they all expected the world, we gave em so much more.
when it all came down, it left them bruised and sore.
never thought it'd happen, then we started to move.
coated the room with wax and didn't leave a clue.
they all expected some dirt, we gave em a story
and something to look back and laugh on monday morning.
on monday morning.
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you dance around the glass like you lost your soul,
you forgot where it's at.
if the water rises above my shoulders, i may drown...
drown if i can't hold her.
pull me up by my hair, by the hair on my neck.
pull me up like a dog, by the hair on my neck.
i'm in an ocean, to the shore i'd swim
if it weren't for the tides pulling me back in, and down, and around.
down and around.
i'm in an ocean of anger and sin.
it's always the little things pulling me back in, and down, and around.
down and around.
just under the surface, fingers froze to her wrist.
keep close, the easiest way to stay warm.
fighting off hypothermia.
pull me up from the waves, from my watery grave.
i'm in an ocean, to the shore i'd swim
if it weren't for the tides pulling me back in, and down, and around.
down and around.
i'm in an ocean of anger and sin.
it's always the little things pulling me back in, and down, and around.
down and around.
everyone's turning against each other.
it's brother vs brother.
what have we turned ourselves into?
we're monsters.
i'm in an ocean, to the shore i'd swim
if it weren't for the tides pulling me back in, and down, and around.
down underground.
down and around, down underground.
we're monsters.
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4. |
We Develop (The Picture)
03:35
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it never really mattered until you started looking at the whole picture.
seashell, i have a confession to make.
i'm going to Hell, and you're the only possession i'll take.
i've told you things i'll never tell anybody else.
you're so conceited, stop thinking about yourself.
we'll burn together, forever and ever.
we'll burn together, forever...
it never really mattered until you started looking at the whole picture.
the picture is starting to fade.
woke up on the beach, mouth was filled with sand.
you said, "listen, boy, i'll teach. just lend me your hand."
lead me to the volcano, jump in, i'll watch you melt
and i will take a photo to remember how it felt.
it never really mattered until you started looking at the whole picture.
the picture is starting to fade.
seashell, i'll hold you to my ear.
hear the ocean swell... loud and clear,
but i'll never go back go back there,
took forever to get here.
no, we'll never go back there,
but i'm starting not to care. (it took forever)
it never really mattered until you started looking at the whole picture.
the picture is starting to fade.
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5. |
Stability
02:14
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i believe in myself, no one else.
jump out the window with me.
all bones are meant to break, eventually.
i believe in myself, no one else.
i believe i can fly.
jump out the window, reach for the sky,
but we love to hit the ground, the pain gets us by
until we gain stability.
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Holding Caulfield Hamilton Township, New Jersey
Singer Damien McGowan & drummer Dillon Marra started a project that would become Holding Caulfield. They released 2 singles on their Bandcamp in Feb 2012 we spent the summer playing shows and writing their debut EP, which was recorded at Bad Lab Studio late August. Now they are releasing their second EP titled: A Cat, A Mouse, A Tree, A Mouth. ... more
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