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Hollow
04:16
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My head is a honeycomb
Where the sorrow grows and grows
This darkness is my treasure trove
Can’t let go of of this way I’ve known
Can’t let go of of this way I’ve known
I feel it all
I’m the only one standing
I feel it all
Looking over this sea of heads
I feel it all
No use pretending right now
There’s only one way out
Kill me now, I don’t know how
There’s something hollow in this sound
Keep this tension tightly wound
For something that just can’t be found
I feel it all
I’m the only one standing
I feel it all
Looking over this sea of heads
I feel it all
No use pretending right now
There’s only one way out
Keep your head up
Don’t don’t look over
Your shoulder right now
Everything you knew
Is turning to salt
Keep your head up
The rumors hold
You ransom baby
Don’t let your demons
Run you into the ground
My head is a honeycomb
Where the sorrow grows and grows
This darkness is my treasure trove
Can’t let go of of this way I’ve known
Can’t let go of of this way I’ve known
I feel it all
I’m the only one standing
I feel it all
Looking over this sea of heads
I feel it all
No use pretending right now
There’s only one way out
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2. |
Three of Swords Reversed
04:16
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So you say you’re moving to the city
Where the dreams ain’t cheap but the girls are pretty
Cross the border, dive into the blue
Oh I can’t ever seem to let go of you
Oh I can’t ever seem to let go of you
Oh the neon lights
Looming like the sign
That says stay in the bar
Stay far out of sight
But there’s you
Businessman sell me something I believe in
Cause’ these dog days left me heavy breathing
The captive in the mirror has a leg up on me
She’s fogging up the image until I can’t see
She’s fogging up the image until I can’t see
Oh the neon lights
Petty theft and little lies
Saying stay in the bar
Stay far out of sight
But there’s you
I can still hear you saying
Gotta chase the things that run
I can still hear you saying
Don’t wait for the rising sun
I can still hear you saying
Your work ain’t ever done
I can still hear you saying
I’m gonna let you go baby
I’m gonna let you go baby
But there’s you
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3. |
Hey Kid
04:06
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Everyone is saying it’s time to grow up kid, oh
This town is the ghost of all the people you’ve been
Everyone is saying there’s no time to think twice
Quit blowing your smoke or you’ll pay the price
Everyone is saying it’s time to make use of this thing
There ain’t no money in it but the satisfaction it brings
No matter how many mouths there are to feed
You aren’t fed if you aren’t singing what you’re meant to sing
Small town kid
Don’t run from
The world pouring in
It’s time to begin
Small town kid
Small town kid
I know it ain’t pretty
I know it ain’t fair
But you’ve got a right
To your rightful share
Small town kid
There’s always gonna be somebody feeling threatened
Raised in an age where the radio waves are deafened
by the sound of a man selling your soul for a dime
You ain’t nothing to em’ but the promise of a dollar sign
But you ain’t afraid to shake your fist and howl
About the things in the world that make you bristle and growl
Gotta use your time wisely ‘cause it’ll run out
Believe me, I’ll tell you that I ain’t about to back down
Small town kid
Don’t run from
The world pouring in
It’s time to begin
Small town kid
Small town kid
I know it ain’t pretty
I know it ain’t fair
But you’ve got a right
To your rightful share
Small town kid
I won’t back down
I ain’t gonna take you’re hush money baby
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4. |
Venus Fly
05:01
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Well I saw you standing there
Can’t stop shaking
Looking something austere
Well I know I’ve been a player
But I ain’t playing
Any of these callous games here
Well I know that sort of moan
Your ink cut too close to the bone
I’m a live wire waiting for you on the mainland
You’re a shortwave out at sea
Venus swore she’d be my golden subject
Now her heart’s branded on my sleeve
Well I know that sort of moan
Your ink cut too close to the bone
Well I know that sort of moan
Your ink cut too close to the bone
Well you don’t
Think you’re troubled
Think you’re lonely
Think you’re right
I am here
To change your worries
Change your reasons
Change your mind
Well I would go
Around the world
To tell you that you’re beautiful
To help undo
What you thought you knew
To love you just the way I do
To love you just the way I do
Well I saw you standing there
Can’t stop shaking
Looking something austere
Well I know I’ve been a player
But I ain’t playing
Any of these callous games here
Well I know that sort of moan
Your ink cut too close to the bone
Guilt hooks sinking their teeth into my skin
Waiting in the water waiting to let you in
Smiles like some old silent movie star
Made for pictures she’s meant to live forever
Well I would go
Around the world
To tell you that you’re beautiful
To help undo
What you thought you knew
To love you just the way I do
To love you just the way I do
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5. |
Service Industry
04:08
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Been working all night
Just to make a dime
Calling out for you
From the midnight grind
Tell me that it’s worth it
Tell me that I’m worth it now
Gonna make something
Leave this behind
Sinking in the red
He’s got a hold of me
11 an hour
Ain’t enough to breathe
Ain’t enough to eat
Ain’t enough to sleep
Ain’t enough to dream
These slow summer days
Don’t pay the rent
Bending over backwards
Can’t make these ends meet
The government tells me
My pre-existing condition
Means I ain’t got
No ambition
Sinking in the red
He’s got a hold of me
11 an hour
Ain’t enough to breathe
Ain’t enough to eat
Ain’t enough to sleep
Ain’t enough to dream
Sinking in the red
He’s got a hold of me
11 an hour
Ain’t enough to breathe
Ain’t enough to eat
Ain’t enough to sleep
Ain’t enough to dream
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6. |
Paris Accord, 2017
04:57
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Blackened skies
Smouldering acid rain
Burns your eyes
Go run and hide
Wasn’t always like this
We’re sinking
Deep into the sea
Cities crumble
But darling go back to sleep
It’s a crime reaching
In the ground for weath
The dollar birds soaring
While we’re swimming
In the glacier melt
We’re sinking
Deep into the sea
Cities crumble
But darling go back to sleep
We’re sinking
Deep into the sea
Cities crumble
But darling go back to sleep
Oh my child, don’t give up now
Oh my child, don’t give up now
Oh my child, don’t give up now
Oh my child, don’t give up now
Plant your feet upon the ground
Raise your voice above the growl
I won’t stand for it, stand for it, stand for it
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Old Flame Northampton, Massachusetts
Old Flame is born of the Western-MA DIY scene, and spins gritty honey rasp vocals into an art rock nostalgia with a shoegaze
afterglow
"Retro & brand new. Toes the line of vintage & psych rock. Addictively good."
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