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Krag
02:08
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blood spattered mama on the mirror tonight
one last look and then ill sleep tight
I cant hold my hand because one is filled with a gun
but im leaving dad so be glad for your son
I look into my eyes and then blow me away
find out whats on the other side of the day
(repeat)
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-Stu-Bad:
that's why they call me stu-bad
I got the dig dog-dee
I got the whole rug day
and the hollow nights
and I got nothing else
but I got this habit of wondering about you
but why should I care
you've always been there, there, there
stu-bad
yeah rubber me
im shaded, and rusted, and alone all alone
and its too bad
-Cutting:
the cutting knife
the ending life
thee fouled way
but no relief today
but everything has a way
everything has a way
everything has a way and night has a day
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Night
01:40
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watching the moon
shining on the sea
plane cuts through the cast of expanded lunar shine
black is the cloud
with illuminated lining
as it creeps into the belly of the moon
swallowed side shine
NIGHT!
(repeat 3 times)
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Bound, Sway
02:08
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Johanna can't was accused, so to the gallows she goes
As you saw her to the rope, where in her eyes did she go?
Some condemned were taught to swim, burlap bags were their end
Right thumb tied to left big toe, thrown in a river to float
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WitCh
01:21
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Look and find Numan in rocks, plants and trees
lover in nature watchers, Lasa, fairies
Gather your nanta bag, get on the goat
waiting for Bafana are the children with hope
Hail to Diana as you look to the moon
of milk, honey and wine here's this nectar for you
Gather your nanta bag, get on the goat
waiting for Bafana are the children with hope
(solo)
Nightmare of society, the ones you love to hate
let them on your broom baby they wont hesitate
Gather your nanta bag, get on the goat
waiting for Bafana are the children with hope
(end solo)
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6. |
Splinter
01:55
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Rid your mind of your toxic hate
Feels like nothing because the world's been erased
The tree tops are crumbling, the roof's caving in
In dark crammed pockets, mind traveling
Like dust on the shelf, bug crawling leg
I guess I'll never get it because they made it a maze
Just a dumb kid heading the wrong fucking way
Follow through the smoke and haze
Blind folded, mind shackled slave
Paper racing chase to the grave
Still I follow through the haze
Splinter in my tongue with nothing to say
(mid solo)
Rid your mind of your toxic hate
Feels like nothing because the world's been erased
The tree tops are crumbling, the roof's caving in
In dark crammed pockets, mind traveling
Like dust on the shelf, bug crawling leg
I guess I'll never get it because they made it amaze
(end solo)
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WitCh California
"WitCh" was originally formed in 2010 in San Diego, California by local Mira Mesa musician PAle JoRDge DecAy (of the Fuzzle Pugs, No Youth, La Creaky Cahts) and Rob Chaos (of fellow Mira Mesa band ElectroGun Microwave)
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