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It's Interesting
03:26
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wake up screaming, reality sets in
reach for your crutch, slowly breathe in
the weight of the world is lifted away
a plastic embrace, fragile and fake
you are the only enemy
makeup streaming, the room starts to spin
feel the burn penetrate your skin
wait for your fix to take you away
a makeshift bandaid
might help control the bleeding for now
you’ll be gone before you can count to three
your likeness fading, your tears cascading
as you open your veins and pour out your heart
it’s interesting
your pulse receding, your heart still beating
but you eat from the hands that tear you apart
before you live up to what you’ve done
and let the guilt take over
you reach for the bottle and wash it away
it’s interesting
what nourishes you destroys you somehow
eat from the hands that tear you apart
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Oh Mercy
02:57
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in northern california, we were just kids back then
it never was the right time
but i knew our paths would cross again
oh how the years pass by
in reno nevada we bet our hearts on red and black
and as we drove back to truckee
we sang a few songs by the clash
death or glory, police on my back
the stars rained down on donner lake for us that night
and it was perfect
but that was a long time ago
oh mercy
this heartache’s killing me
end this misery
i’m still living in that moment
screaming oh mercy
you’re walking out on me
i feel differently
you were the only one, oh mercy
in southern california, i was a wreck
thinking of you in the arms of another man
that night you called me the sound of your voice took me back
to a place i never wanted to leave
the stars don’t shine so bright here in silverlake at night
it’s far from perfect
i’m just looking for a new way to spend my time
oh mercy
this heartache’s killing me
end this misery
i’m still living in that moment
i’m screaming oh mercy
you’re walking out on me
i feel differently
you were the only one, oh mercy
oh mercy, this is our story
we were just kids back then
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We All Fall Apart
03:10
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i was drinking to forget on monday morning
with your heartbeat still pounding in my head
outside it seems the world we know is coming to an end
but i’m too fucked up to make it out of bed
let it burn, i’m staying in
she left you without words, without warning
only a stomach full of needles and pins
just remember as you’re picking up the pieces of your heart
you’ll always have your friends
we all fall apart
sometimes we need a shoulder to lean on
we all fall down
sometimes we need a shirtsleeve to bleed on
as the ashes settle down around your feet
and the pain becomes a distant memory
the madness and the guilt have washed away
you gotta keep your head up, kid
we all fall apart
sometimes we need a shoulder to lean on
we all fall down
sometimes we need a shirtsleeve to bleed on
we all fall apart
i’ll be here with you until your darkness goes
we all fall down
you were there for me when i needed you the most
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Wheels
03:50
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i hate this town
i’ve been picking up the pennies we once threw down
letting go, starting over, but i’ve lost the edge
you had my back since the summer of '93
my singing voice could use some company
look at me now
i’m just drinking in the bars we used to play
and i can almost hear your voice through the pa
as i write down all the stupid shit we did back when we were young
i struggle with the words and hope it’s not too late
it seems like time has smeared the ink upon the page
unfinished paragraphs of lost memories
we’ve come to the end
you were a brother and a friend
the fading moments of our finest hour gone
i felt so fucking old, our shoulders were cold
the day the wheels fell off the van
i miss you man
here’s to the dive bars that we played
the good times that we had, the friends that we made
i can only hope acoustic versions of our songs
won’t fall on deaf ears now that you’re gone
we’ve come to the end
can we go back to what it meant back then?
now i feel so old, our story’s been told
the day the wheels fell off the van
never be the same again
back then you were my friend
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CODE 4-15 Santa Barbara, California
California punk rock band based in Santa Barbara
Matt Wilson: Vocals, Guitar
Steve Meronk: Guitar, Vocals
Scott Barrett: Bass
Josh Lewis: Drums
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