1. |
Lullaby
03:53
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[Verse]
You’re too late to create a myth beyond the escape
Blank slate, fabricate a history beyond the drapes
Bind your novel crafted from glass
Bind your novel crafted from glass
[Bridge]
And your little lies
Turn the blinds but they never hide
Fears that fly
Churn past your turn you’ll never learn
[Chorus]
Can’t get enough so here’s some more
Don’t hold back rise above your flaws, raise the floor
These bars aren’t prison walls
Ring-a-rosie; pockets dry
Stitch an excuse or just cry, ‘lullaby’
If only it were that easy
[Chorus]
Can’t get enough so here’s some more
Don’t hold back rise above your flaws, raise the floor
These bars aren’t prison walls
Ring-a-rosie; pockets dry
Stitch an excuse or just cry, ‘lullaby’
If only it were that easy
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2. |
Graceless
03:10
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[Chorus]
Harmless without your counterpart
Armless without the movement
Graceless without arrest
[Verse]
Muffled steel, silhouette surrounding
Monotones, cold air is rising
Listen out for what you can’t hear
Minimise your size and steer clear
[Chorus]
Harmless without your counterpart
Armless without the movement
Graceless without arrest
[Verse]
Corrupt silk, monologue still crowded
Tapered course, brittle hall astounding
Collapse, disengage, stand unclear
Fragments lie behind a piece once whole
[Chorus]
Harmless without your counterpart
Armless without the movement
Graceless without arrest
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3. |
Preserved
02:35
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[Verse]
Dry enough to cure a fingernail,
Worn-out Signs of Broken Tales,
Windows boarded, held up by nails
[Prechorus]
Fading to lines, solid colours become stripes
But now it’s superseded
[Chorus]
Soldered, not tethered by the fabrics of minds
Labryinth of Feathers, pulled by the tide
[Verse]
Preserved by texts with crossed-out lines
Coupled with, defended crimes
Decisions made in fossil times
[Prechorus]
Fading to lines, solid colours become stripes
But now it’s superseded
[Chorus]
Soldered, not tethered by the fabrics of minds
Labryinth of Feathers, pulled by the tide
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4. |
Haze
02:23
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[Intro]
Proud to share, how do you teach?
Indoctrinated by the state
A fallacy, your fantasy, shielded by the hate
Six-figured flood, of men without a mind
Of men with a folded cuff
[Verse]
At the right time
In the nighttime, in the city
At the right time
In the car park in the city
[Prechorus]
Thoughts so unreal
You’re not the first
Walks to conceal
You’re not the first
[Chorus]
Loud and rare, where do you sleep?
In that golden haze
Is it too much to leave you there to graze
Six-figured flood, of men without a mind
Of men with a folded cuff
[Verse]
At the right time,
In the nighttime, in the city
At the right time,
In the car park in the city
[Prechorus]
Thoughts so unreal
You’re not the first
Walks to conceal
You’re not the first
[Chorus]
Loud and rare, where do you sleep?
In that golden haze
Is it too much to leave you there to graze
Six-figured flood, of men without a mind
Of men with a folded cuff
Loud and rare, where do you sleep?
In that golden haze
Is it too much to leave you there to graze
Six-figured flood, of men without a mind
Of men with a folded cuff
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5. |
Vertex
02:35
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[Chorus]
There’s a weight on you
And it’s shining down on the two of us
Keep it down, spin around
Feel like you should
[Hook]
You hid behind my snake shoulder
A man, he has walked away
[Verse]
Well I’m feeling divided, carrying your one
And I’m underground for apostasy
Why can’t I see?
[Bridge]
You’re disjointed, we all know how it goes
When your lost in a tale, running through nails
Stuck in a jail cell
[Chorus]
There’s a weight on you
And it’s shining down on the two of us
Keep it down spin around
Feel like you should
[Hook]
You hid behind my snake shoulder
A man, he has walked away
You know that it’s just enough
You hid behind my snake shoulders
[Chorus]
There’s a weight on you
And it’s shining down on the two of us
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6. |
Waiting List
03:17
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[Verse]
It’s not empty but there’s so much space
Take away from the best
Refute the way that you live
Trapped and obsessed
[Prechorus]
How does it fall down, when you’ve propped it up
How does it glisten, when it’s blistered and cracked
[Chorus]
Such destruction, be so kind, maybe the word is ‘inclined’
But it’s now, atrocious
Adjusted to the hidden point of view
But it’s now, atrocious
Adjusted to the hidden point of view
Unexpected waiting list, maybe the word is ‘inclined’
[Verse]
Relate a trip to the lake
With the loss of your faith
Strain of eyes, tricked by the night
Shameless, paper thin
[Prechorus]
How does it fall down, when you’ve propped it up
How does it glisten, when it’s blistered and cracked
[Chorus]
Such destruction, be so kind, maybe the word is ‘inclined’
But it’s now, atrocious
Adjusted to the hidden point of view
But it’s now, atrocious
Adjusted to the hidden point of view
Unexpected waiting list, maybe the word is ‘inclined’
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Super Ghost Gold Coast, Australia
Super Ghost: An amalgamation of alternative rock and indie pop, seasoned with ‘a bit of something we can’t describe’.
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