1. |
Lost Nineties
03:34
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I can never pretend to be
It’s my dream, what I see
Find myself in the past today
Lost again, what I say
Feel a wave coming on
Lived that life now it’s gone
Back again I won’t regret
Take that road, take the bet
Found my way back
And I lost the vision
Like a dream I first had
In the early nineties
Tell myself to rise again
No regrets where I’ve been
See the call, can’t complain
It won’t hurt, it’s not pain
Lose myself, my memory
It’s my friends, it’s not me
Broke again, lost in the mix
No time to hear, time to fix
Found my way back
And I lost the vision
Like a dream I first had
In the early nineties
Found my way back
And I lost the vision
Like a dream I first had
In the early nineties
It almost came back
And I saw my future
Then it went black,
And I lost the nineties
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2. |
Line Is Drawn
03:01
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Try real hard it’s not too late
Get too tired when I have to wait
Hit that wall, pass or break
Dig that hole for goodness sake
Bad is good, get far ahead
Can’t complain when I’m dead
Line is drawn
Can’t move my heart over there
Life is gone
When I say goodbye to your soul
The stories old, tell it again
Remember now it’s where I been
Fill my head, I won’t believe
Ghosts will call, I can’t conceive
The ground is hard, well is deep
I roll over go back to sleep
Line is drawn
Can’t move my heart over there
Life is gone
When I say goodbye to your soul
Line is drawn
Can’t move my heart over there
Life is gone
When I say goodbye to your soul
Line is drawn
Can’t move my heart over there
Life is gone
When I say goodbye to your soul
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3. |
How and Why
02:25
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Gray duck and a ten cent sigh
I get stopped by the how and why
Ground down the deeper the myth
The puzzle’s harder and I don’t fit
Break it, fake it, shake it
You can’t make me
Break it, fake it, shake it
You can’t make me
Break it, fake it, shake it
You can’t make me
green jeans and a bottle of fire
told the truth and they called me a liar
fight the urge and down my dose
they all scatter and I lose my fear
Break it, fake it, shake it
You can’t make me
Break it, fake it, shake it
You can’t make me
Break it, fake it, shake it
You can’t make me
Break it, fake it, shake it
You can’t make me
Break it, fake it, shake it
You can’t make me
Yellow shoes and a lack of desire
I make my way to the back of the room
Clear a space and rally the masses
Fall to earth, and echo my name
Break it, fake it, shake it
You can’t make me
Break it, fake it, shake it
You can’t make me
Break it, fake it, shake it
You can’t make me
Break it, fake it, shake it
You can’t make me
Break it, fake it, shake it
You can’t make me
Break it, fake it, shake it
You can’t make me
Break it, fake it, shake it
You can’t make me
Break it, fake it, shake it
You can’t make me
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4. |
Area of Space
03:14
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Is my soul mate, just a cold plate
Can I move my spirit over to the strobe light
Feelings move me, third eye can’t see
Thinking madness is highly overrated
I saw an eagle, flying on a cold night
I grabbed his talons and I flew into the mountain
Related to me, never told to be jaded
Spoken to you, time to do what I came for
Morning woke me, your presence choked me
Reached for your shoulder as you walked out the door
Found a drug deal, for a good feel
Can I float into the light of the hot sun
Fire burns me, feeling not as free
I seem to stumble, as I walk into a bad time
Related to me, never told to be jaded
Spoken to you, time to do what I came for
Dropped a landmine, solved a cold crime
Took my flight time over the canyon
Bought a large chain, made my eyes rain
Locked up the cage, and sat on the floor
Spooked a black cat, lost my top hat
As I drove into the eyes of a demon
Related to me, never told to be jaded
Spoken to you, time to do what I came for
Corrupted by faith, lost it all on a card game
Faced the facts, see myself on a bad turn
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5. |
Stranded
02:45
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Break me off a reason to never follow through
Made it through the season it’s all that I could do
Never got me started down that path I need
Maybe it’s a shout out ambition doesn’t bleed
Nothing else to say
Our universe has landed
Nothing on the way
Take on life, I’m stranded
Took the time to follow leaders all stepped back
Spread all their hatred and never yelled attack
If you ever wondered why I don’t get down
Seems like it passes and comes back around
Nothing else to say
Our universe has landed
Nothing on the way
Take on life, I’m stranded
Sending out an SOS
Sending out an SOS
I'm sending out an SOS
I'm sending out an SOS
Nothing else to say
Our universe has landed
Nothing on the way
Take on life, I’m stranded
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6. |
Predicament
03:56
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Say you don’t get your way
Spend your days inside your head
Take your shots and you can’t deal
Can’t live the way you feel
Get anxious when you disappear
Find myself in my own black hole
Can’t seem to lose your face
Get nervous, and I lose my place
Find myself in a predicament.
Nothing changes when I reach out
Find myself in a predicament
Your you, and I am not myself
Made too many promises
Sinking slowly in my lies
Can’t hear that voice enough
Start to shrink when things gets tough
Checked the exits and packed my bags
No plans seem to come around
Time stands still and I can’t wait
Now I just need to get away
Find myself in a predicament.
Nothing changes when I reach out
Find myself in a predicament
Your you, and I am not myself
Find myself in a predicament.
Nothing changes when I reach out
Find myself in a predicament
Your you, and I am not myself
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7. |
Noteworthy Saviors
03:14
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Find myself included
In a batch of human skin
Experience exposes
The ways I’ll never win
When my eyes get loaded
As daytime turns to night
I squint through the blanket
When there’s too much light
I pushed up my nose
lost all my toes
Threw away my phone
Broke all my bones
Named all the days
The weeks I can’t explain
I crawled into caves
My mind won’t behave
I made a small version
A life that I can live
Does it make a difference
When all I do is give
There's a pillow on sofa
That no one seems to love
I try to keep it company
When alone is not enough
I pushed up my nose
lost all my toes
Threw away my phone
Broke all my bones
Named all the days
The weeks I can’t explain
I crawled into caves
My mind won’t behave
I pushed up my nose
And I lost all my toes
I threw away my phone
And broke all my bones
I named all the days
The weeks I can’t explain
I crawled into caves
My mind won’t behave
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8. |
V-Side
04:41
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Ivory shadows of my fall
The cord is cut and I can’t call
I put the engine back in gear
I put the phone against my ear
You put me in that spot again
And you know I can’t leave
You put me in a box again
But now I choose to breathe
Doubled visions lead to them
All your lies of where I’ve been
I can only save my own life
Who will stand and watch you fall
You put me in that spot again
And you know I can’t leave
You put me in a box again
But now I choose to breathe
I brought a present to your soul
you just laughed and dug my hole
I put too much time into you
now I am watching for the end
You put me in that spot again
And you know I can’t leave
You put me in a box again
But now I choose to breathe
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9. |
Ham for Days
02:27
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There’s a place I’ve been
It’s where I’ll go again
Dial back that need
And a quest for speed
It’s too close to home
My vices will be known
What I know I see
It’s where I’m free
Ham for days It’s the price I pay
For making the deals spinning my wheels
Ham for days It’s what they say
Feeling the feels spinning my wheels
All I find I need
Base it all on greed
Walking the store
I just need some more
Filling up my bag
Paying is a drag
Bringing it all back
In this paper sack
Ham for days It’s the price I pay
For making the deals spinning my wheels
Ham for days It’s what they say
Feeling the feels spinning my wheels
Ham for days It’s the price I pay
For making the deals spinning my wheels
Ham for days It’s what they say
Feeling the feels spinning my wheels
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10. |
Wasteland
02:47
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Tragic Hands Minneapolis, Minnesota
Tragic Hands was started mid pandemic as a jam / creative outlet for guitarist Rich Horton and drummer Laura
Bennett.
Enter Darren Harff, a guitar player. which prompted Horton to switch to bass.
Everything seemed to click, and Tragic Hands was off to the races. Songs came together, and two months later, they were playing their first show.
Now the album is out, and more shows are happening.
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