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Carry The Can
04:19
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Some of us are easier to blame [Insert insult]
Half a life has trickled down the drain [Feline at fault]
Not sure I've got much left to suggest [What's the sham plan?]
Many years of hurt still on my chest [Pickled half man]
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Carry the can, only I can reverse it
Feeling the blues, feeding the bruise, I'm worth it
Noting the fact the previous lacked a hard hit
All that you spew, the least you can do, don't spit
Recognise the picture of days old [Insert insult]
Tore out so much hair I'm nearly bald [Always at fault]
Using broken plates to feather your nest [Pickled half man]
Many years of hurt still on my chest [Carry the can]
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Save It
05:48
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There's this pesky voice and I'm hiding it
I don't do that much, its my mental crutch
I'm all madness and saliva
I confide in her, I'm inside her
It's a sickness and paranoia
It'll destroy her, I'll enjoy her
Hold on tight we're already falling
Can't you tell we burn in hell?
I'm the crazy son and the psycho
Did you see the sign that said "out of his mind"?
I took a photo, wore the T-shirt
You didn't seem to mind we're walking blind
CHORUS
The hat has come off, its truly enough
The heat is intense and so is the silence
Just save it. Just save it
The fight has been fought, the germs have been caught
Its dragging us down into the ground
Just save it. Just save it
I don't know what we've both been using
I'm losing her but I still choose her
Be still my piercing headache
I hear something break, there's just so much I can take
There's this pesky voice and I'm hiding it
I don't do that much, its my mental crutch
I'm all madness and saliva
I confide in her when I'm inside her
CHORUS
We've all got someone to save
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No Name
06:03
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Insanity, little life force to move us
Gravity amplifies all protrusions
Take a breath at this object of desire
Mocking laugh, well I am off to a flier
CHORUS
In a crazy matter of speaking with the devil's voice
The zombies started breeding - never had no choice
The foolish and the churlish and the sick and lame
You never even noticed that I have no name
Token thought I could move I am able
Fingers fraught, I'm mentally unstable
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Longest Lullaby
03:34
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We're sailing across seas raging with fire
We're living life plagued with trip wire
Your vision - seeing good in the bad
Reminds me of all I once had
If we could run to a distant land
And sit there hand in hand
As the sunset comes and goes
Like the life we always chose
A statue of a time that's been and gone
Forgive me if I was too full on
We're sailing over each and every flame
Our perfect life captured in a frame
If we could run to a distant land
And sit there hand in hand
As another sunset comes and goes
We're sailing to a sunset out of view
There's no-one I need other than you
I'm singing the longest lullaby
We drift into sleep and then die
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Still breathing and noticed the lights on, for how long?
Am I cheating? I'm trying to hold on and be strong
Is it worth it? At least I have achieved, or so I believe
Does my face fit? And when I finally leave who will grieve?
CHORUS
And this world is not tall enough for me
Because I'm growing taller
And this world is not aware enough for me
The blind have built their wall up
I'm toppling, sat on the edge of the world as abuse is hurled
I'm warmer, never once challenged the top of the bill but still chilled
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The Garden
04:20
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No blood no tears no sweat no fears
Won't you take a look out at my garden?
Sample the pure Eden I have made
Did I do wrong again? Am I pardoned?
We can frolic naked like true slaves
Won't you take a look out at my garden?
Localised a heaven in our lives
I dabbled just a little bit in stardom
And that inspired a demon in your eyes
"Honey I'm still waiting!"
Ponder all the time spent in the garden
Now its all just misery and weeds
I cannot even build up to a hard-on
I'm not getting pulled in-between the sheets
"Honey I'm still waiting!"
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Nurse Nightingale
03:38
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Stacking up a pile of secrets hidden
A choice of mine
I've got a 14 page epitaph written
No first line
CHORUS
In Pain, I'm in Pain
Follow a path, follow a leader
Dead in the dirt
Where's your Nurse Nightingale when you need her?
Starting to hurt
CHORUS
Ache in the stomach, ache in the spleen
You'll know when its time to turn off the machine
The stronger I get the more the heart fades
I was counting the years and now I'm counting the days
Ache in the stomach, ache in the spleen
You'll know when its time to turn off the machine
It was a short visit but I'm glad that I came
I'm suffering eternal, the build up of pain
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Fun of the Chase
06:49
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We're nearing the end of the line
And its been quite a tiring grind
We're nearing the end of the line yet I'm feeling fine
I've suffered too many fools
And was a slave to numerous rules
A stickler for the cools on their barstools
We're nearing the end of the line
I'm hearing the life bell chime
We're nearing the end of the line you ungrateful swine
Water off of a ducks back
The shiny armour started to crack
The personality that I lack is cured by a 4 pack
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Tasteless and faceless
I'm vulgar and I'm henpecked
The fun of the chase less the feeling like I've been wrecked
Tasteless and faceless
I'm vulgar and I'm henpecked
The fun of the chase less the already cashed cheque
We're nearing the end of the line
And its been quite a tiring grind
We're nearing the end of the line yet I'm feeling fine
I've suffered too many fools
I've chased far too many girls
And I'm left staring at pale faced ghouls on their tall barstools
CHORUS
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Marc Freak London, UK
Musician, author, photographer and life model. With influences ranging from the lofi pop of Guided by Voices, the gothic
melodrama of Nick Cave, the glam of Bowie and the nakedness of Iggy Pop. Former frontman of Freak Circus and Dead Joe.
Blending all of these styles together and spewing them out in his own way. That is, when he isn't playing glam rock with Weymouth based Glass Spiders!
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