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925
01:28
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no more 9 to 5's.
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2. |
luigi sunday
01:33
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3. |
casket
03:26
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you’re sick
you only have a little time left out here
quick
you’re late to the consultation
whether you wanted it or not
in the wrong place you've been caught
now your body will be laid to rest
i heard
about your unfortunate demise
i was driving
mindlessly down route one that night
oh it took me by surprise
your words severed my eyes
and now the dirt will be your disguise
let's celebrate your life
go put on a tie
you look nice
you don't have to look up
just close your eyes
the guests have arrived
go crawl in and hide
they start to cry
there’s nothing you can do
to make them feel alright
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4. |
watch you spin
01:03
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holding on for dear life
as my body loses feeling
i slip into unconsciousness
while everybody screams
the irrational fear takes a sit down for the night
and the moving bits of metal will further provoke my plight
until my heart beats out of my chest
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5. |
lost cause
02:37
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turned over a new leaf
said things wouldn’t change
and they didn’t change
but you did
i tried to brush it off
but it kept coming back
the ghost of who you were
still lingers in my head
can’t help but be proud of you
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6. |
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on second thought
i changed my mind
i gotta take a second
put my pride to the side
just disappointed and impatiently waiting to explode
my patience is wearing thin like the aging hair on my head
and its only getting worse as i grow older
get out of my head
manipulation isn't a sport
and i’m not designed to take all of this stress that you put on me
release me… leave me out of it
go validate your ego somewhere else
please
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7. |
kit-kat
04:34
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it's heavy on my heart
when you come this close to me
jumped the gun right from the start
now i can't feel my arms
or my legs or my face
give me a break why don't you just
give me a fucking break
how can you just stand there
doing the things you do?
you pick and choose
only think about you
well i am tired of every word that comes out of your mouth
this is me putting my foot down
alone in my room
a knock on the door
i don't answer cause it's you
"hey man, whatcha doing, whatcha up to?"
can't work up the words to say "go away!"
i'm not that kind of person but if i say it is it worth it?
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8. |
data org
04:06
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pick up your shoes
get going
it's time to see the world
all its holes
and all its mountains
you need to get out of the house
the dream you had
about your future
would soon turn to a nightmare
the way you look at life has me worried
that you'll fuck it up before you know it
you saw your friends
you saw your family
you saw their lives in the palm of your hand
you thought you knew
until you didn't
and you saw it all slip away
your degree
your checking
the roof thats over your head
it could be better
it could be worse
it could be
table for one
outside the thrift store
a meal thats fit for a king
you tell tales
about your love life
and the ones who stabbed your back
you make one
you make fifty
make enough to get you going
hang on to this
its all you’ve got, it’s all you’ve got
so pick up your shoes
get going
its time to see the world
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9. |
crumbs and kicking feet
03:48
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crawl under the table again
are you down here?
crumbs and kicking feet
but no sign of you
you cease to exist
as your lifeless body sits underground
my head isn’t straight
but my plans are
will they go the way i want
or will they crumble to nothing again
when do you plan on coming back home
i need something to feel less alone
i need a pick me up a push forward
i can't sit still here, i’ll just move backwards
can you help me
resurface
manifest
i barely remember the sound of your voice
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10. |
casket (reprise)
01:12
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let's celebrate your life
go put on a tie
you look nice
you don't have to look up, just close your eyes
the guests have arrived
go crawl in and hide
they start to cry
there's nothing you can do to make them feel alright
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you think that i don’t notice, i notice everything
you think that i am a liar, you’re right about nothing
water stain on my glasses, must’ve been raining
coffee stain on the table, must’ve been sleepy
grease stain on my t-shirt, must've been hungry
hair dye on the towels, i must’ve felt something.
blood on my upper lip, i must’ve been bleeding
bottle caps on the floor, i must’ve been lazy
shattered glass on the front porch, i must’ve been fighting with myself again
box of your shit on the staircase come and take it away.
i look to the porch and instead of that box there’s letter and it says
water stain on your glasses, i’m sorry i took the umbrella to work
coffee stain on the table, i’m sorry you waited up for me
grease stain on your t-shirt, i’m sorry you’re hungry
hair dye on the towels, i hope you felt something
dried blood on your upper lip, i’m sorry i hit you
bottle caps on the floor, i’m sorry i used you
shattered glass on the front porch, you didn’t deserve that
i’m taking the box from the stair case and i’m never coming back
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12. |
chin up
05:32
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let the floodgates out
and the tears come down
the wolves surround
lost but not found
the thoughts come in
and i begin
to regret every sin in my life
the ones i love
only know so much
and because of that
i live with a burden
but this i know
i wont always feel this cold
as long as i
keep the chin up
and let it all just go
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13. |
november 3rd
03:09
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well am i wrong
for dwelling on the fact that you're still gone?
the letters i write won't get to you
and i feel lost, oh so lost
am i sane
for hiding all my secrets and feelings to keep a straight face?
the people i see everyday
they don't know
are you watching me?
are you spectating my life
from a birds eye view
or from the sight of another?
are you watching me?
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Galeer Providence, Rhode Island
galeer is an indie/emo project out of MA/RI.
Shane Muir- Vox/Guitar
Gilmar Perez - Guitar
Matt Herzog - Bass
Iain Brouwer - Vox/Drums
Galeer recommends:
Sounds of Time & Place
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