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Little Empty Bags
04:48
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Well you can spit, but it’s too hot now that when it sticks
It’s only gonna evaporate and all that angst will go to waste
Leave you salivating in the wrong place
Lingering like a bad taste
Well you can go having fun
There’s always a cause for celebration
When you call yourself Australian
Now when it’s done,
You’re gonna be asking for your money back
With a pocket full of little empty bags
I’m not telling you, what to do
I’m just saying that you talk to much
And i’ve called your bluff
Replaced ambition with invitations
And an itching for some better conversation
But i’m just saying that you talk too much
Molly’s always got a story
I don’t know, I don’t know where it ends
Molly’s always got a story
I don’t know, I don’t know where it ends
But you’re crying in the parking lot
And its getting too hot hot hot god
We’re all sinking in this leaking lifeboat
And there’s no way out, there’s no way outta here
See you get so existential when you’re coming down
And i don’t give a fuck what you came up with now
Oh yeah, if you drop raise your hands
You’re gonna dig a hole in your head
Ya bite a hole in your cheek
Well you’re gonna suck your tooth right outta the gum
You’re gonna suck your teeth right outta the gum
So what’s the point in doing anything if you’re not high
You might as well burn bright, extinguish before the half line
And when it’s done, you’re gonna be asking for your money back
With a pocket full of little empty bags
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It’s like that wood don’t burn, when the wind blows here
I swear you could get away with murder and i’d still be there
With all my statutory kindness, of an employee
While you’re begging me to buy your bluff, travels like a disease
No puppy dog eyes, will get you on my side
And no siren song can turn back time
There’s no use in believing, it’s gonna turn out fine
And no crying me will get you that sympathy
And I think, now I have faith
That turning my back on everything, has found its place
Since i’ve been making paces, tracing the destination
Just to see how far I get
And no running won’t make it right
Giving up is worth a try
Trust is a currency and that’s alright
Fuck I can’t get that image out of my mind
My mind, my mind, my mind, my mind
Well it’s a point of dignity, so i’ll keep lying through my teeth
And it’s a shame to believe how deeply it fucks with me
It’s like that wood don’t burn when you’re whispering
And there is nothing else when that wind fills my ears
When that wind fills my ears, when that wind fills my ears
When that wind fills my ears, when that wind fills my ears
You’re all I hear, you’re all I hear
You’re all I hear, you’re all I hear
Now the cumulus are sweeping, rousing chimes to the cacophony
Pulling back the curtain on a loaded sky, wash the slate clean and it reads
People only tell you what you wanna hear
People only tell you what you wanna hear
So don’t collect your debt or reconnect
Pay no mind to the bleeding time
Love comes and goes when it’s my turn I hope i’ll leave nothing behind
I’ll leave nothing behind, i’ll leave nothing behind
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Shallows
03:42
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Feeling hard done by in this boredom
Feeling more alone when I check the phone
At least it keeps me spinning in the vacuum
At least it gives that black dog a bone
Chasing the carrot going nowhere
A slave to the static in a habit that chokes
My freebird behind bars, wasted on the last meal
Who makes his own scars and acts like its so real
Be like a ghost and cast no shadow
Now who really loves you
What makes you think it’s true?
Do they close their eyes around
Did they close their heart too
Is that what you choose, is that the shit you dive into
I guess i’ll follow into the shallows
You dive into the shallows
Drowning in the shallows
Do you get wet in the shallows
Feeling hard done by in this boredom
Feeling more alone when I come home
At least it keeps me spinning in the vacuum
At least it gives that black dog a bone
Throw that black dog a bone (woof)
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Buttons
05:08
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Still i’m running, only chased to be led
And wonder how it became
That frozen thought in my head
Better filled with noise instead
Now that thread comes undone
And you’ve measured out my pulse
That leaves a trail where i’ve been
And you add them all up
There to break the fall
There to open the door
Here to step aside
Here to lock it behind
Still i’m running, only chased to be led
And wonder how it became
That frozen thought in my head
Better choked arrested
Now I lack control and I came from content
And i’ve filled the hole, when I know I should forget
But that feeling is new and I am so predictable
Convincing myself that I came from content
There to break the fall
There to open the door
Here to step aside
Here to lock it behind
So many walls that I had to climb
Now I’m not coming down
Finally I feel alright
Shake me down and take nothing
Across the ground for you all to see
Now i’m losing buttons
And you add them all up
You add them all up
You add them all up
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Burn Bright
02:10
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Blue
06:24
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Pretty blue, as the light came through early in the morning
How it hurts my head, regretting the events since I made about seventeen
With it all in front of me
Need more than a shake up to wake up, more than a haircut to change my luck
Now i’m peeling away at the pressure of thin air
I think it’s gonna take more than muscle now
And it wears you down
And it wears you down
Fuck it wears you down
Now I realise, I don’t see so well when the lights come on
Or with the curtain drawn
And I can’t help but turn away, it’s too bright for eyes still fixed on yesterday
I just need something to believe in at least something to say
When I’m trying to talk, I’m only ever spewing some blue tune
Now anyone can tell you and anyone will tell you what you want
They’re all strangers to me now
And it wears you down
And it wears you down
And it wears you down
It wears you down
Each day I get further away
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COSY Perth, Australia
WA 3 piece.
Raucous and loud music. Rambling and passionate. They keep things moving between sprawling lyrical passages and straight up rock-dogging band chops.
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