1. |
Artificial Light
02:55
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artificial light
I crept into narrow holes
Where nowhere was visible
There was no God to be found in my heart
There was no one listening
And when I scream calling out your name
I don’t know if there is a cause
I knew from the sound of no sound,
That no one would listen to prayer
There’s no sound from screams
I pray for misdeed
There’s no sound from screams
I pray for misdeed
No sound from god from screams
I pray for misdeed
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2. |
Hard Eyes
03:24
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hard eyes
split my brain
i beg it’s over
it’s a blur/ it’s a cry
spits and slurs
dying to die
do away with the mind
i beg it’s over
do away with the mind
do away with my…
spits and slurs and cries
i’m dying to die
dying to die
do away with the mind
i beg it’s over
do away with the mind
do away with my…
i’m dying to die
i’m dying to die
and do away with my mind.
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3. |
Ingénue
03:24
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Ingénue
I hear the chest echo loud
Full of sounds, full sounds
Quiet then short
There from her tangled hair
Pushed out from her eyes
But they were hardly frightened at all
I take two steps back,
Take two steps back now.
I take two steps back now.
Who’s your speaker now?
Don’t let him push you around
He held his head outstretched
Covered you thickly in pearls
I look around at the garden.
Look at it now and again
Now and again
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4. |
Mariana's Web
02:28
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Mariana’s Web
Just your average person
Just your greatest nightmare
Admirer of your sons
with deepening stare
Sales starting to worsen
for a path so rare
lose yourself in this hell world for a cost
it’s easy to lose yourself in this hell world
for a cost, lose yourself in this hell world
you don’t know the deals i’ve made
you don’t know.
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5. |
Puppet
03:16
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Puppet
There, one day
they said they mocked her
and then they said they pitied her
and then they said “run wilder”
and then they said “say something!”
Everything is gone.
Everything is gone.
There, one day
they said they mocked her
and then they said they pitied her
and then they said “run wilder”
and then they said “say something!”
Everything is gone.
Everything is gone.
Over and over and over.
Over and over and over.
They pitied her.
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6. |
Silver Screen
02:35
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Silver Screen
Shall I say how nice the feeling
to lie down into the grass
with the slugs and the bugs and the dirt
to feel the earth’s hot breath
to be silent and to go through, remain silent.
Shall I say how nice the feeling
to lie down into the grass
in my head, in my heart and remain
In your sweet silence.
To be silent
and to go through, remain silent.
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7. |
Sleep
03:24
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Sleep
Sleep
the black zone that casts a shadow
skin and bones
skin and bones
like a room
that has no doors nor windows
doors no windows
sleep the black zone that casts a shadow
skin and bones
skin and bones
and like words of the plastic animals
like words of the plastic animals.
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8. |
The Hunter
02:54
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The Hunter
Hide the sheets
I dig, I bury it deep
For nothing hurts
I don’t toss
I don’t lose sleep
For a tight bend
A rear end
Sharp, split and blackened
And colour doesn’t matter
I don’t care if they’re fatter
Nothing hurts and nothing haunts me
No one will ever wish you goodbye
No one will ever hear your poor, scared cry
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Uncanny Valley Calgary, Alberta
Alicia - vocals
Ryan - bass
Gwen - synth
Rob - guitar
Tyler - drums
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