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Claustrophobic Pantomime
03:08
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Self appointed pessimist, you think your future looks like shit
Try to find a place to thrive in a faded state of mind
Reality has taken hold, keeps you locked up in your home
The depreciating type to sit and do nothing but whine
You're the Claustrophobic Pantomime
Afraid to speak the words on your mind cuz they hurt you all the time
You enjoy it where the sun don't shine
Cuz the darknes covers up the look of sorrow in your eyes
You can't talk to your friends
Cuz they won't understand
All your feelings are true
They'll get buried with you
Self appointed pessimist, you think your future looks like shit
Try to find a place to thrive in a faded state of mind
Reality has taken hold, keeps you locked up in your home
The depreciating type to sit and do nothing but whine
You're the Claustrophobic Pantomime
Afraid to speak the words on your mind cuz they hurt you all the time
You enjoy it where the sun don't shine
Cuz the darknes covers up the look of sorrow in your eyes
Sorrow in your eyes
Sorrow in your...
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2. |
Lose Control
02:56
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Lose control
Body and soul
Nowhere to go
Except another show
Pills are taken to fill the void
Of what was shaken from all the noise
Get used to the feeling of being all alone cuz no one's real
So devoid of all control, the liquor heals
Scabs are forming from the soul, ready to peel
Reality has taken hold
Broken bones from the wall
Numb and bloodsoaked with no one to call
Get used to the feeling of being all alone cuz no one's real
So devoid of all control, the liquor heals
Scabs are forming from the soul, ready to peel
Reality has taken hold
Get used to the feeling of being all alone cuz no one's real
So devoid of all control, the liquor heals
Scabs are forming from the soul, ready to peel
Reality has taken hold
I can't take it
I can't take it
I can't take it
I can't take it
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3. |
Scumbag All-American
03:03
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Never seen you before, so fuck you
Know you down to the core, it's so true
Scumbag All-American
Such a pathetic man, there's no shame
You think you got it all planned? There's no way
Bet you didn't count on me
I really hate you
I execrate you
I wanna make you cry
I'm gonna beat you
I'm gonna bleed you
I wanna see you die
Egotistical plans, witless
Lackin' testicals man, dickless
Spineless, feeble, you're so lame
Hope I see you around one day
Knock you down to the ground, you'll pay
My fist is waiting for your skull
I really hate you
I execrate you
I wanna make you cry
I'm gonna beat you
I'm gonna bleed you
I wanna see you die
Never seen you before, so fuck you
Know you down to the core, it's so true
Scumbag All-American
Hope I see you around one day
Knock you down to the ground, you'll pay
My fist's waiting for your skull
I really hate you
I execrate you
I wanna make you cry
I'm gonna beat you
I'm gonna bleed you
I wanna see you die
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4. |
Won't Be Coming Home
04:03
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As the waves crash
Watching the tide
Everything is at peace
All the surfers catch their last ride
As the sun sets on me
The horizon
Looking outward
Put a stressed mind at ease
Looking towards it
Suddenly it seems to make sense to me
Won't be coming home
Won't be coming home
Won't be coming home
I'm too far gone
Won't be coming home
Won't be coming home
Won't be coming home
I'm too far gone
As the waves crash
Watching the tide
Everything is at peace
All the surfers catch their last ride
As the sun sets on me
Won't be coming home
Won't be coming home
Won't be coming home
I'm too far gone
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Gearheart Westminster, California
A Westminster, CA based rock band inspired by the "hard rock meets pop" sensibilities of the 90's Punk & Alternative music.
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