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Ghost City
04:35
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We slept to mask our dismal lives
Now I can’t find no place to hide
Stuck in a carrefour
Eyes pacing round in search of..
Ghost city - where pain’s never truly gone
Ghost city - I know you’re not the one
Ghost city - cold drives for colder nights
Ghost city - why can’t you stay out of sight?
I shrivel up behind the wheel
Throttling the gas so I don’t feel
Time seems to stretch so far and wide
When all that comes to mind is..
Ghost city - where pain’s never truly gone
Ghost city - I know you’re not the one
Ghost city - cold drives for colder nights
Ghost city - why can’t you stay out of sight?
Why can’t you stay out of sight?
Why can't you..
A blank haze obscures my forward view
All I can think about is you
A blank haze obscures my forward view
All I can think about is..
A blank haze obscures my forward view
All I can think about is you
A blank haze obscures my forward view
All I can think about is..
(ghosts)
Ghost city - where pain’s never truly gone
Ghost city - I know you’re not the one
Ghost city - cold drives for colder nights
Ghost city - why can’t you stay out of sight?
Ghost city - where pain’s never truly gone
Ghost city - I know you’re not the one
Ghost city - cold drives for colder nights
Ghost city - why can’t you stay out of sight?
A blank haze obscures my forward view
All I can think about is you
A blank haze obscures my forward view
All I can think about is..
A blank haze obscures my forward view
All I can think about is you
A blank haze obscures my forward view
All I can think about is..
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2. |
Toughen Your Act
03:33
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It’s time to go back home where lights excite in roar
Promise of gain seeps in through dopamine’s ichor
For there’s no greeting like an ensemble of eyes
Appraising prey through subtle arsenals of lies
This world is cold, it’s what you lack
Rise from the mould, verge off the tracks
Abandon hope, no turning back
Dark days have come, toughen your act
No composure will save you from the nights ahead
What you don’t know’s what you should fear lying in bed
You’re safe for now, but who’s to say that wasn’t planned?
Idle hours hone fixation of a hidden hand
This world is cold, it’s what you lack
Rise from the mould, verge off the tracks
Abandon hope, no turning back
Dark days have come, toughen your act
To see it all is to feel nothing
To see it all is to feel nothing
To see it all is to feel nothing
To see it all is to feel nothing
To feel nothing
To feel nothing
To feel nothing
I don't feel it
I feel nothing
Our clairvoyance remains lost in the fray
We flee withdrawn, annulled in existential bray
What was the point? What was the fight behind the cause?
Broadcasts of pain left to conclude in sparse applause
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3. |
Test Subject
05:20
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You said goodbye in drunken haze
To be met with ‘hi’ and rancour’s flame
Marred blackened souls drift through this club
Patience is kind, just don’t shut up
Ever feel that you’re just like a string?
Stretched out and worn from fabled kings
One moment’s all it takes to lie
To give this wasteland one last try
You gave this wasteland one last try
Fast forward to a backwards time
Small, cheap red lights are all that shines
Where pleasure can’t be told from pain
He asks if he can try again
You know there’s no question to ask
Frail and confused, you hold your mask
The defiling never seems to stop
You’re a test subject until you drop
A hollow shell resembling life
You’re a test subject until you’re
A hollow shell resembling life
You’re a test subject until you drop
Until you drop
Now drop
A hollow shell resembling life remains
This wasteland needs no more tries
It's time to drop
A hollow shell resembling life
You’re a test subject until you’re
A hollow shell resembling life
You’re a test subject until you drop
Until you drop
Now drop
A hollow shell resembling life remains
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4. |
April's Attic
05:37
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If you’re in trauma, you’ve got time to reminisce
Watching the wind blow through a world that’s so amiss
Turn on the lights now for memories overdue
Stare into the diaries of what used to be you
Here’s April’s attic, come take a look, what will you find?
Will you be left in constant search to distract the mind?
In April’s attic, nothing is what it once seemed
Boxes of youth now out of reach, just like your dreams
Now out of reach, just like your dreams
Reaching for joy buried in distances of time
Some idle afternoon of emptiness and chimes
Modern malaise makes me want to go back to sleep
So I’ll reform my life through the company I keep
I’ve stopped believing
I’ve stopped believing
Here’s April’s attic, come take a look, what will you find?
Will you be left in constant search to distract the mind?
In April’s attic, nothing is what it once seemed
Boxes of youth now out of reach, just like your dreams
Just like your dreams
Just like your dreams
Just like your dreams
Just like your dreams
I’ve stopped believing
I’ve stopped believing
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5. |
Hush Bunny
05:39
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She’s got that bad bitch look in her eyes
She’s such a savage in her disguise
At night she tells you all what you like
Except that one thing burned in her psyche
With every hun, the gun is run
No morning sun, hush bunny
Don’t go down low, just play it slow
Where will you go, hush bunny
With every breath, there’s lessons left
A life bereft, hush bunny
When it’s too much, obey the rush
Lest you’ll be crushed, hush bunny
Their lights still glimmer on Parisien lakes
Dreams of prosperity is all it takes
Swallow up the penalty for what you’ll make
Too gone to realise it’s all fake
With every hun, the gun is run
No morning sun, hush bunny
Don’t go down low, just play it slow
Where will you go, hush bunny
With every breath, there’s lessons left
A life bereft, hush bunny
When it’s too much, obey the rush
Lest you’ll be crushed, hush bunny
Lying on lies
Lying on lies
Lying on lies
Lying on lies
Lying on lies
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6. |
Ready For Pain
04:44
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When every day is a fight
When there’s not much left
You’ll find me down in the park
I’ll be waiting
When all your plans subside
When there’s tarnished pride
I’ll leave it all behind
Still and waiting
I’m ready for pain
Sacrificial pain
When they’re all let-downs
When the world turns black
There’s always time to mourn
Once you’re waiting
When the heart falls down
Right before you drown
A light shines in the dark
There and waiting
I’m ready for pain
Sacrificial pain
Ready for pain
Sacrificial pain
Ready for pain
Sacrificial pain
Still the end seems so far away
Once withered, I’m left astray
Why embrace when you can decay?
The answer seems so far away
I’m ready for pain
Sacrificial pain
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7. |
These Doors Hide Secrets
05:16
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A blank canvas lies in front of you
Isn't it time that all your hopes came through?
A world awaiting, or so it seems
Sometimes face value does not reflect the means
Trapped in a life you could not expect
Thin clockwork hands synced as time directs
Never above, always below somehow
There's no right time, all that remains is now
These doors hide secrets, beyond your call
These doors hide secrets, always in thrall
Bounds of frustration grow and agitate
After a while it seems you've met your fate
Decades of efforts met with new escapes
Failed insurrection swept under the grate
The blinds grow dark; it's time to sleep again
Waiting for truth to redress and amend
With the door open, will you even care?
Symptoms reduced to an aimless stare
These doors hide secrets, beyond your call
These doors hide secrets, always in thrall
What price is a life today?
What price is a life today?
These doors hide secrets, beyond your call
These doors hide secrets, always in thrall
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Overcast
07:36
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I can’t trust this calm
That I house myself around
A void that’s so inviting
A void with ends abound
With ends abound
Within these nights alone
In reach of ample eyes
Should I connect with ghosts?
Should I bring through demise?
Should I bring through demise?
And the pain that I feel, it just hovers forever
Overcast
And the emptiness I know never seems to tether
Overcast
Clenching at any hope I can find for tomorrow
Overcast
Running at anything that can subdue my sorrow
Overcast
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Hidden Hand Belfast, UK
New aeon post punk from Ireland, immersed in everyday human grief.
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