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Thangs
06:25
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The world tilts on the side
Drifting with the tide
Slow sinking boats
Kiss the void gently
One by one
Time takes a spin
Unraveling like a spool
Takes a spin to the bottom
The bottom of the void
Underneath are colors
A sudden change of lighting
Spreading across the ocean
While they´re going under
And kiss the void gently
The things that cannot change the things that will not change
Hanging stone pillars and inch from smashing smashing
All the china lace that we are stashing stashing stashing stashing
With shards in hand we ask you why
must a tiptoe keep tipping while the wires keep tripping tripping
Stand up and insist on something
Don´t just sit there sit there sweetly humming
The ghosts I cannot change the ghosts I will not change
Little bits of light an inch from living living
All the meaty flesh that we are ripping ripping ripping ripping
With cards in deck we ask them why
Must a mind alter living look for things that are missing missing
Stand up and insist on something
Don´t just sit there sit there sweetly humming
What a mess what a mess singing resonant stress
What a mess what a mess what a mess
Take the call and return the riot
Tip the cup and take a gulp of
The things that cannot change the things that will not change
The things that cannot change the things that will not
Take the call and return the riot
Tip the cup and take a gulp of
The things that cannot change the things that will not change
The things that cannot change the things that will not
Take the call and return the riot
Tip the cup and take a gulp of
The things that cannot change the things that will not change
The things that cannot change the things that will not change
The things I cannot change the things I will not change
Hanging stone pillars an inch from smashing smashing
All the china lace that we are stashing stashing stashing stashing
With cards in deck we ask them why
must a mind alter living look for things that are missing missing
Stand up and insist on something
Don´t just sit there sit there sweetly humming
What a mess what a mess
What a mess what a mess what a mess
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2. |
Hoof
03:08
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With fingers sticking out
We’re all waiting for
Them to come around
Apply their happy polish
And make us prettier
Than we should hope for
And make believe that
Life is just enjoyment
Our tongues are sticking out
Confidence and sass
So we can think
That we have it controlled
Our tongues are sticking out
Confidence and sass
So we can think
That we have it controlled
Wet and underdressed
Sprinkled with the best
So we believe that
We are masterpieces
We step into the line
A dance for killing time
Before too long
Our legs have been destroyed
We step into the line
A dance for killing time
Before too long
Our legs have been destroyed
Our tongues are sticking out
Confidence and sass
So we can think
That we have it controlled
Wet and underdressed
Sprinkled with the best
So we believe that
We are masterpieces
Unamusing
Giant Lie
Just confusing
Space and time
Unamusing
Giant Lie
Just confusing
Space and time
Unamusing
Waste of time
Unamusing
Giant Lie
Just confusing
Space and time
Unamusing
Giant Lie
We put our trust in them
It’s just another name
For hope surrender
To make our parents proud
To make our parents proud
To make our parents proud
Just like we did
When we were younger
Our heads are huddled in
Speaking in false tongues
Before too long it will
Snare us in our traps
Our heads are huddled in
Speaking in false tongues
Before too long it will
Snare us in our traps
Snare us in our traps
Snare us in our traps
Snare us in our traps
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3. |
All of Y'all Will Die
02:41
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There’s something vulgar on the horizon
Like a bird or plane or something other
Maybe it’s the truth dressed in a suit
Maybe it’s the truth dressed in a suit
Maybe it’s a taxidermied fruit
Would anybody tell me soon
About travesty and catastrophe
All of you will die
All of you, all of you will die
All of you, all of you will die
All of you, all of you will die
All of you, all of you will die
Would anybody tell me soon
about travesty and catastrophe
one the fucking harvest moon
holy matrimony of two
Knocks on our door
without us having a clue
Knocks on our door
without us having a clue
This is not a statement or a question
It’s a warning:
All of you will die
All of you, all of you will die
All of you, all of you will die
All of you, all of you will die
All of you, all of you will die
All of you, all of you will die
All of you, all of you will die
All of you, all of you will die
All of you, all of you will die
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4. |
Giant Beating Heart
02:43
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A shack looms alone past the dim lit drive
Keep Out a fair warning and a challenge
Feet are dragging and I can´t stand up
Oh there´s no stopping no waiting hesitating
Twisted branches lead to the hidden door
Splintered wood and rusty nails
An ease to push kick stomp and shatter now
Oh the staleness seeps into the night
Things are just a bit dimmer and there´s no waiting hesitating
Things are just a bit dimmer and there´s no waiting hesitating
Velvet dust swims til no oxygen is left
Faint red light crawls from the floorboards
A single look shows that the legends are true
The legends are true the legends are
Blood is pumping fast through tangled veins
Are the shadows living or distorted
A single look shows that the legends are true
A giant beating heart just about your size
Things are just a bit dimmer and there´s no waiting hesitating
Things are just a bit dimmer and there´s no waiting hesitating
Things are just a bit dimmer things are just a bit dimmer
And I can´t see my eyes arms are tangled tight
I can´t see my eyes walking through the night
I can´t see my eyes I can´t see my
Walking through the night I can´t see my eyes
Arms are tangled tight Walking through the night
Walking through the night
I can´t see my eyes
I can´t see my eyes
I can´t see my eyes
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5. |
Ratz of RVK
03:40
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Humans are the only ones who want to be
something other than an animal
other than an animal
Want to fit in want to have things
Need their pills and self esteem
Need their pills and self esteem
Need their pills and self esteem
Humans are the only ones
who analyze their own reflection
“I am not an animal,
I am not an animal!”
Want to fit in want to have things
Need their pills and self esteem
Need their pills and self esteem
Need their pills and self esteem
Humans are the only ones
who analyze their own reflection
“I am not an animal,
I am not an animal!”
Humans are the only ones who want to be
something other than an animal
I am not an animal
They’re rats!
In Reykjavik!
On the loose!
(with an) Unkempt pelt!
(and a) Crooked tail!
On the loose!
(with an) Unkempt pelt!
(and a) Crooked tail!
They’re rats!
In Reykjavik!
Humans are the only ones
Who analyze their own reflection
“I am not an animal,
I am not an animal!”
Want to fit in want to have things
Need their pills and self esteem
Need their pills and self esteem
Need their pills and self esteem
Humans are the only ones who want to be
something other than an animal
“I am just an animal!”
They’re rats!
In Reykjavik!
On the loose!
(with an) Unkempt pelt!
(and a) Crooked tail!
On the loose!
(with an) Unkempt pelt!
(and a) Crooked tail!
They’re rats!
In Reykjavik!
They should be hanged,
flayed, upside down
on a clothesline
for all to see
For all to see
They should be hanged,
flayed, upside down
for all to see
For all to see!
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6. |
Skreem 4 me RVK
06:17
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Keep it to yourself (about 3 million times)
Heavy air fills your lungs of the things you’re missing from your youth
You can’t explain the hole that it left but there’s a darkness creeping in your chest
You shouldn’t say, but you feel it all the same
Blood too close to the surface of your skin, white becomes red, pulse starts to race
You can’t explain the color or the shade but the brightness it had is now decayed
You shouldn’t say, but you see it all the same
In every corner and every nook
We find some other dust to slip under the floorboards
In every bright and moon filled night
We find a shadow to wrap around ourselves
In every corner and every nook
We find some other dust to slip under the floorboards
In every bright and moon filled night
We find a shadow to wrap around ourselves
Static roar hangs around, tangled and creeping without signs of ending
You can’t explain the fear that it brings, but there’s no rest for the song it sings
You shouldn’t say, but you hear it all the same
Acid boiling in your throat, rinsing your teeth and stinging your tongue
You can’t explain the bitterness and bite but it’s a strange and deep delight
You shouldn’t say but you taste it all the same
In every corner and every nook
We find some other dust to slip under the floorboards
In every bright and moon filled night
We find a shadow to wrap around ourselves
In every corner and every nook
We find some other dust to slip under the floorboards
In every bright and moon filled night
We find a shadow to wrap around ourselves yeah
Around ourselves yeah
On every moon filled night
On every moon filled night
Another shadow
Keep it to yourself
Keep it to yourself
Keep it to yourself
Keep it to yourself
You hear it all the same
You see it all the same
You taste it all the same
On every bright and moon filled night
We find a shadow shadow to wrap around ourselves
Every moon filled night
A shadow
To wrap around ourselves
Keep it to yourself, oh, keep it to yourself.
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7. |
Coastlines
04:37
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Human history which is shown in blue
Transparent negatives ashamed of its nudity
In a way that its dead kings
and bishops cover up their limbs
Truth’s stone ripples the still sea
Whose stream has come to a halt
A woman takes off her boots
Before walking into the sea
To keep the salt from it
To keep the salt from it
Lap lap lap!
Lap lap lap!
Oh, a chemical formula
Of the powerful error
Of howling sharks
And silent tide lines
Which isn’t yet to be found
An unrotten apple
In an abandoned house
Human history which is shown in blue
Transparent negatives ashamed of its nudity
Dead kings and bishops cover up their limbs
Dead kings and bishops cover up their limbs
A chemical formula
Of the powerful error
Of howling sharks
And silent tide lines
Which are not yet to be found
An unrotten apple
In an abandoned house
Green shining fruits of the unreal
Oh, a chemical formula
Of the powerful error
Of howling sharks
And silent tide lines
Which isn’t yet to be found
An unrotten apple
In an abandoned house
The gunpowder of language is to be found
Between panels and wall which are covered in
Hardened foil, blue shining foil of the unreal.
Nothing’s so hidden that it’s not to be found
Nothing’s so hidden that it’s not to be found
When people close their eyes they have
A meeting with their own organs, and put
A fuse in their mouth
Blast blast blast!
Blast blast blast!
Powerful men split like mice in a spring trap
Their white skulls crumble at the same time
Their intestines burst out of their hairy bodies
Like lava volcano
It’s nature opening, the earth confessing
Lap Lap Lap!
Crash crash crash!
Blast blast blast!
A sea swallows the woman’s hips
But the silence of the tide is broken
The coastline rumbles
The coastline rumbles
The coastline rumbles
The coastline rumbles
The coastline rumbles
The coastline rumbles!
Oh, a chemical formula
Of the powerful error
Of howling sharks
And silent tide lines
Which isn’t yet to be found
An unrotten apple
In an abandoned house
Which is shown in blue
Transparent negatives ashamed of its nudity
In a way that its dead kings
and bishops cover up their limbs
Truth’s stone ripples the still sea
Whose stream has come to a halt
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Tófa Reykjavík, Iceland
Female fronted art-punk band influenced by 20th century literature and creating noise in the likes of Deerhoof, Perfect
Pussy and Fucked Up.
Tófa (The Blue Fox), cute and cuddly on the outside but vicious and bloodthirsty on the inside.
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