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Dopple Bombo
02:32
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It scares me- the vacant stare, our eyes emptied in this
hollow room. I'm all worn out but it seems I can't stop
shaking. The nervous ticks stimulated by this patient
waiting. My nostalgic circuits do more than welcome our
distant memories. As if I were trying to feel like how I used
to feel. More than anything, I am lost. And clearly you are
too. Our paths. Reversed directions. Come back.
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Dappity
01:45
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Choco
03:15
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Sign my soul, shut your lids
to the spillage
There's no brim left
& tomorrow is too levelheaded
I'm sickly white, he threw up (the dwarf inside)
Flag down weathered you, sitting on 5 years
I'll flag down weathered you,
sitting on five years...
As of late: I'm taller, broke a bone or two
You don't appear, when I holler
My eyes more grey than blue
You dropped your gaze - or did I ever have it locked?
If I know you again, will the boat still rock?
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Kids R 8
02:46
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What a world it is!
I have suffocated; trying to grow among the thorns
In contrast you, an apathetic stone, shooting the breeze
while I’m screaming myself hoarse
Well, we’re no better than our words and dirt is dying to
spill out of me
I float just under worth stifling
I hollow my days, and callous my memory
Seeing only floods in rain
Will we claw at levees or let the sun bake our brains?
In this land of crowds, to be lonely is to breathe
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5. |
Bridge 2
02:27
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I am immersed
As the world spits out its Fangs
Leave the sky above us
But don't leave me in my Place
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6. |
Dan's Wish
01:25
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tiptoe on my pillow sheets.
i feel the air. it's softening.
sounds of soles surrounded me
when i stopped
listening.
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Freyr
04:25
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My life- conspired by dreams attempting
to deceive me.
I’m deluded. My fifteen hour naps
can prove it.
Envisioning a present day me and you,
awake, but ignorant to reality too.
I fly by theta waves,
you’ve flown through none,
at least that I can see.
Every night I’d search
for you because
you’re so damn
comforting
Sometimes I’d catch an
oriental mistake, and
even though it’s not you
I’d take it anyway.
I’ve stopped breathing, succumbing to the
forsaken waves that smothered me.
Cliché (!) – Irony exists soddenly, exclusive to my reach.
His inevitable return shines a warm light
but I: - remain empty-handed
-’m too afraid to stay still
(sinking through stratums; entertaining a future projected in my
attic)
Lamenting hair to my brow as opposed to my chin
Freyr, I’m in the new year!
Idiosyncratic habits that I’m forced to break
Bridges connected our mouths
With every step taken a new pile is made
Collect your scraps and I’ll find mine
Scorpions from Mexico and two weeks of my time
I’ll let go but my dreams won’t.
Could I borrow your light to stay awake?
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Swing
05:12
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Halfheartedly sweet-talking the pig
even as it leads me to the slaughter
Clutching on to the nearest figurine
until life is 'spotless'
But i can’t quite reach all the dust on the ceiling fan
It is spread all around my plastic white room
i was dancing in my tomb ignoring sun-ups
now I'm steadily running out of Luck
Self-righteously praying to the sun box
Bull-headed but ruler of my own maze
i'll rot my teeth for a taste of candied Grandeur!
"count the pedals on your aloe
pick an apple from the oak
the carpet is only red from Merlot
don't lick the icing from the hoax
Because there's only conscious & unconscious..."
& dogged beauty & shade from the porch
& 4 truths
Baby Blue smacks the walls of his room
But my mind is turning Green.
"So live life as a backdrop to desire"
Maybe tomorrow
I'll dream of ash
not wanton fire
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Bridge 3
02:06
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You are a jumble and I've shut my eyes too tight
& I've been teetering underneath our plight
still you're my relief (my counterpart)
I am lost in you
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Ton Gue 2
08:56
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The boy, his geosmin infested breath left to count
September nights
(that refused to rest)
The ocean’s still singing but you’re too far to hear his waves. If I set the sheets down, do you think you’d follow the tide’s wave?
Footprints on the garden; mud marks on the wall
Afraid of growing older, even more of seeing fall.
Wristbands on demons and fevers,
rooms with so many
windows or too few
time used to
move so slow
now it won't
(because I want it to)
Echo; curl back on yourself
Let me keep you netted on a shelf
And crawl through days,
I was just becoming myself
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Breath of an Epoch Rockford, Illinois
Emo band from Rockford, Illinois.
Jesse B - Guitar/VOX
Tyler N -
Bass/Vox/Trombone
Dan J - Drums
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Brandon S - Drums (2011-2012)
AJ S - Guitar/VOX (2011)
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