1. |
Frank
02:52
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Got stuck again.
And I don't know when
I'll ever get out
of this (shithole) town.
Ratrace.
Dead ends to dead ends.
I don't know when
we'll just drop down on our desks.
Dying.
They lied to us!
They lied to us!
They lied to us
When they said
Money buys happiness
And we'll just drop dead!
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2. |
Love Drunk
02:40
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I'm anxious for you.
You're weird, I'm weird.
Let's listen to punk rock and jazz
and everyone will hear.
I wanna be cool around you.
I wanna be cool around you.
Call me accidentally, we'll get stoned and fight.
Drinking coffee all night.
Please call me back, I'm waiting in the bathtub
Love drunk.
I'm anxious for you.
Let's drop out and kiss.
Let's eat pizza and burn the place down.
Let's get pissed (Fuck yeah!)
I wanna be cool around you.
I wanna be cool around you.
Call me accidentally, we'll get stoned and fight.
Drinking coffee all night.
Please call me back, I'm waiting in the bathtub
Love drunk.
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3. |
Dracula
03:57
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My head is starting to rot.
Try to hold on to what I've got.
Take my hand, it's slipping away.
You went first but now I'm losing my days.
Drink the sweet nectar out of my neck.
I don't need it, feed, I am a wreck.
My dark days only fracture the past.
They were dear, but they weren't meant to last.
I'm blood.
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4. |
Angel of Death
04:14
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The angel of death has come for me.
I'm the no good person you can't see.
The burdens of life carry on their way.
And after all, I still have something to say.
All these people under my skin,
telling me, "You know, I have to be thin."
I don't deserve this.
The angel of death has come for me.
I'm the no good person you can't see.
I don't deserve this.
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5. |
Kicker
03:11
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Taking these pills.
Making me feel
Nothing is real.
Nothing is real.
No more lies, no more pain.
All I've got are pills and shame.
They make me feel alive today.
Tomorrow comes they fade away.
Addiction.
Want it to end.
But they tell me, "Take more."
They tell me, "Take more."
No more lies, no more pain.
All I've got are pills and shame.
They make me feel alive today.
Tomorrow comes they fade away.
Won't take no more.
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6. |
Alone
03:37
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I see you go
And I'm alone again.
I feel so low
Do I have friends?
They come and go
Just like I knew they would.
They say, "Go."
How I wish I could.
I'm down on the floor.
Bleached walls, locked doors.
What I have is no more
Than what I had before
When I was in a better state.
Goddamn, it's getting late.
What am I supposed to do
Now that I'm alone?
Eyes dim and cold.
The thorns creeping in.
If my soul was sold
I'd lie this instant
In my bed,
The waves trapping me.
But I'm in my head,
And all I've got is me.
I'm down on the floor.
Bleached walls, locked doors.
What I have is no more
Than what I had before
When I was in a better state.
Goddamn, it's getting late.
What am I supposed to do
Now that I'm alone?
Never thought I'd be like this.
Never thought I'd be like this.
I'm down on the floor.
Bleached walls, locked doors.
What I have is no more
Than what I had before
When I was in a better state.
Goddamn, it's getting late.
What am I supposed to do
Now that I'm alone?
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7. |
Brake
06:53
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Why can't I leave you alone?
I can't imagine you gone.
You don't do right by yourself.
And now I'm left by myself.
I am an alienated man.
I am an alienated man.
You left a scar on my heart.
You left and I fell apart.
But I'm getting better all the time.
I am an alienated man.
I am an alienated man.
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8. |
ADHD
02:49
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They feed us TV on steroids.
The internet's just a toy.
We're consumerist playthings.
And all they hear is noise.
The shepherd's come to lead us
To the well-promised land.
It only costs you your life and
About two-hundred grand.
We're consumerist playthings.
And all they hear is noise.
Let's make art for the people!
Let's make noise for the man!
Don't let them take our resources!
Don't let them rape the land.
We're products of this era
But we're not ready to sell.
We're destructive and hateful
Like your big oil wells.
Let's make art for the people!
Let's make noise for the man!
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9. |
The Lung
04:17
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TV is making me dumb.
Constantly feeling numb.
People are leaving me
Angry, unconsciously.
I don't belong.
I feel my lung.
I don't belong.
I feel my lung.
Sitting alone by myself.
Wrecking what's left of my health.
My heart still succumbs to
The lung.
I don't belong.
I feel my lung.
I don't belong.
I feel my lung.
The lung.
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Leaking Pigs Los Angeles, California
We are an LA based rock band that formed in 2011. Comprised of Wolf Woodcock (guitar/vocals), Cesar Hernandez (bass/vocals), and Peter Galindo (drums/vocals), some might describe our music as punk, indie or psychedelic rock but you can decide for yourself by listening to our new album "Brake." ... more
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