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***The Official 2024 What Are You Listening To Thread***
- Thread starter Aquaman2
- Start date
Woke up in Texas next to a liquor store
With a woman who don't even drink alcohol
Big letters IRONY tagged on the wall
She was named for another flat land
We had it strong back then
In common we had a bond
That would never see the break of dawn
To damn afraid of the queen trying to take the pawn
Threw that away
Yes, yes headed out west
And got undressed
With the nurture that she gave me made me drip and get obsessed
There was a lady in Los Angeles
That handled this the way the manual suggest (the way the manual suggest)
She turned me on to music that I never heard before
She told me stories from a cup I haven't learned to pour
And I don't know what hurt it more
Professional journals or perpetual burn holes
Scarring up the dirty floor
Peace! Found a hollow hole in the Colorado snow
It's like I follow anywhere El Diablo go
Took a stroll with a feline
And sat silent while the snowflakes fell into the design
Can't let her dance up on the top floor
Been there done that what do you think it's locked for?
I've lost more to my traveling soul
Then I care to talk about so I'll be out, I'll be on the road
Down, down, down in Gainesville
No stranger to shame, Coltrane, and pain pills
Sometimes the ceiling's too easy to stare at
But it keeps me from a forest full of snare taps and bear traps
And it can't come clean without the sun beams
And it ain't complete without the drum beats
I can tell she don't want me
As is time to climb back into the van and make the back stiff
I had to add one more story to the infinite
Already interwoven through a New York cigarette
Ex lover and a best friend, best lover and an ex friend’ll bend
For alcoholic sentimentalism and the rhythm of
Religion on the PA
Make the people here say
God bless the DJ
She stays to wait for a replay
While I wonder if I'll be able to hear it from the freeway
Portals (feat. Mogli) (Robag Wruhme Saneta Dwas Remix), by Christian Löffler
christianloffler.bandcamp.com
Die Gruwel / Them Creatures - Traces Of Death SICK 021
sicktasterecords.bigcartel.com
"Underground will live forever baby we just like roaches we never die always living and on that note lets get back to the program..."