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Bricks
03:09
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These four walls
Might have some cracks beyond repair
What started as a bad dream
Is now our modern nightmare
They’re sole focus
To see their names up in lights
That they can’t feel the weight
Of the walls as they’re crashing down tonight
They have to hold
They have to hold
There's too much to lose
It’s time to figure out if we can see it through
They have to hold
They have to hold
And when the bricks fall - I hope they fall on you
Fall on you
I hope they fall on you
SO who needs a circus
We’ve got clowns at the wheel
Telling jokes, while they crash
Would be funny if it wasn’t real
They have to hold
They have to hold
There’s too much to lose
It’s time to figure out if we can see it through
They have to hold
They have to hold
So watch the bricks fall
Once it all collapses in
Then hidden deep beneath the waves
Of sandstone
Who knows what we will find
When all they’ll leave behind
Is a pile of shining skeletons
They have to hold
Before we all fall through
Before we all fall through
Before we all fall through
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2. |
Glasgow Coma Scale
02:56
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I’m semi-conscious, but I’m sentimental
With all that that entails
The only beat is the electric alarm
As I’m slipping down this Glasgow Coma Scale
Is this how it feels to be a statue in the lamplight
I’m singing in my sleep
But I’m frozen, patiently waiting
While I’m sedate, I’m sedate
Can you relate
While I’m sedate, I’m sedate
Can you relate
I need a twitch
Any kind of response
As my organs start to fail
And all around is the sound of alarms
I’m slipping down this Glasgow coma scale
Is this how it feels to be a statue in the lamplight
I’m singing in my sleep
But I’m frozen, patiently waiting
While I’m sedate, I’m sedate
Can you relate
While I’m sedate, I’m sedate
Can you relate
Is this how it feels to be a statue in the lamplight
I’m singing in my sleep
But I’m frozen, patiently waiting
My breath is shallow, shallow
My breath is shallow, shallow
What I really need is an emergency to break the daydream
But does it take a fire
To thaw me out
Is this how it feels to be a statue in the lamplight
I’m singing in my sleep
But I’m frozen, patiently waiting
While I’m sedate, I’m sedate
Can you relate
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3. |
Choke
02:47
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Spinning round on autopilot struggling to choose
I’m a dreamer doused in alcohol just to survive the news
That the left can’t get it right
And the right is all that’s left
My fire is long burnt out
And all that’s left is smoke
So I’ll choke
Go outside and look around
This future isn’t what it needs to be
So go outside and stand your ground
This future isn’t what it used to be
Now popularity is measured by the outrage that you show
To the never ending circus freaks and all the shit they throw
While I don’t have much to say
This changes day by day
Id love to shout them out
But the words stick in my throat
And I choke
Go outside and look around
This future isn’t what it needs to be
So go outside and stand your ground
This future isn’t what it used to be
Wake me when its over now
Before I choke
Go outside and look around
This future isn’t what it needs to be
So go outside and stand your ground
This future isn’t what it used to be
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4. |
Auctioneering
02:08
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I’m barely ageing
Barely ageing
barely ageing
Yet I’m barely breathing underneath
Do you still want me?
Do you still need me?
Do you still love me
While I’m spitting hope through gritted teeth
Well, everything must go
Everything must go
Take my love and my hate
Everything’s for sale
In my auctioneering approach to life
Am I a heart for hire?
A heart for hire?
Am I everything you could desire?
Do you still want me?
Do you still need me?
Do you still love me
While I’m spitting hope through gritted teeth
Well, everything must go
Everything must go
Take my love and my hate
Everything’s for sale
In my auctioneering approach to life
If you’re not buying what I’m selling
If you’re not buying what I’m selling
If you’re not buying what I’m selling
I only care if you don’t care
When I’m auctioneering
Auctioneering
Auctioneering
Auctioneering
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5. |
Kings Of The Inbetween
02:52
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Will someone please inject
Some urgency to keep us awake
We are the generation why bother
We were the kids from the eighties
Are we exactly where we want to be
We modern Kings
So judge us on our success
Its too easy to blame it on the ‘X’s’
There’s anxiety over our legacy
Will it be a pitch fork or a halo
A pitchfork or a halo
A pitchfork or a halo
Waiting for us
Are we exactly where we want to be
We modern Kings of The Inbetween
Are we exactly where we want to be
We modern Kings of The Inbetween
Just living to report
While some lives get cut short
Are we flying or falling here?
Were leaving no mark
Just screaming in the dark
Are we all just echoes here?
Will it be a pitch fork or a halo
A pitchfork or a halo
A pitchfork or a halo
Waiting for us
Are we exactly where we want to be
We modern Kings of The Inbetween
Are we exactly where we want to be
We modern Kings of The Inbetween
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Nelson Savage are a band of people from Edinburgh.
Est. 2018
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