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Medicine
03:04
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I wanna stick around, so I don't miss the crowd
Livin' in these times of doubt, tell us what to talk about
Make sure to say it loud
I'm wide awake
Keep me warm n' safe
Give me medicine
I wanna wake up fast, so that my dreams won't last
One more thing I can't get past
Forgot to take my meds, I'll never sleep again
I'm wide awake
Keep me warm n' safe
Give me medicine
Medicate
I don't want no x3
Medicine I want no
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Black Mass
05:59
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Broken halo, drops the payload
Falling low, asbestos snow
Chips of paint, cold cement
Raining ghosts of the day's demands
I say, take me Black Masses, sink me
Unresponsive hands and feet
Ears are filled with heartbeats, heartbeats, heartbeats, no
My swollen lungs, hide an ocean
Quiet end is set in motion
I say, take me Black Masses, sink me
Why wait, why wait
Black mass, light consumed, choking on my, thoughts resumed
Sinking in a shallow pool, still my head,
Is above water, it's above water
I wanna live
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Information Age
06:45
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Noise outside, can't recognize the worth
And each deep breath is, air conditioned first
Take a drive down digital highway
Let's take a ride in digital times
How red my eyes, but where's the time to blink
Can't take my eyes off, my anxiety
Take a drive down digital highway
Let's take a ride in digital times
Don't you stop till you see the light in their eyes
There they lie here we never die
Anything you x3
Anything you want
Don't give me, things I have asked you for
Don't give me, things I have, I have none
Don't give me, things I have asked you for
Don't give me, things I am I am none
I don't want it, I don't want it anyway
I don't want it, don't want it all
Don't want it all, information
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Milestone
05:27
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Half-life incentivized
Dying young, fetishized
Intake, compromised
Cloud of smoke in my eyes
My boredom keeps me around
Formed my identify
By lack of energy
My perspective is unique
I'm just like, Kurt Cobain
My boredom keeps me around
Son, better come with me
Back off back off
Son, better come with me
Get's easier if you don't fight it
Not yet
Plastic bag in the street
Needle in, indiscreet
I'll inject this town into my veins
Look so sharp inside my grave
But my boredom keeps me around
Child of entropy x3
Careening for identity
Cause there's nothing to keep me around
Son, better come with me
Get's easier if you don't fight it
Not yet
On the way, headed for ruin
If this world never changes, maybe I should
The last great chase is kneecapped drug test
Fears of erasure and black tar heroin
My last great act of youthful abandon
I lived through this place, sorry to disappoint
He's coming round, coming round x2
You think it's the end x999
You skip to the end x999
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The Freqs Salem, Massachusetts
The Freqs
We're a Boston based noise rock band intent on delivering high decibel raw energy through a couple guitars and a drum set. Check us out on instagram, facebook or better yet...live. Thanks for listening!
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