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I
02:58
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Sell my arms to something better
Force my skull into the floor
Focus hard on fucking flailing
An evening in is something more
An artistic caving in
The regression from repressed evenings
We'll sing songs are smash our eyeballs into
A happier believing
I'm concrete in your river
I'm plants begging for your sweat
I am snowing in the summer
The fucking best I'm gonna get
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2. |
II
01:47
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Guts and guts
Watch me throw up
My fucking teeth
And the meanest bugs
I'm fucking up
I'm fucking love
I'm acid soaked
All of the above
I'm begging sick
And sound asleep
For your own sake
All fucking week
I'm bound and gagged
A friendly face
A last ditch effort
To make a break
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III
03:04
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I can make myself all better by myself here
In the floor and in your room
Just please don't talk to me, for your own sake and the staple of my view
Passing time passing in through you
It's almost beautiful that I don't feel the same
Figure it out your fucking self
Because when the skins on fire and the eyes bulge blushed
And the copper of your hair is gray
It doesn't matter who you know and what you say
Every days a holiday, every day is fucking New Years
6 months from now if I'm in the ground, it's all about your new fears
It's all about the bolts in my neck
Your interpretation of a beige sky
It's all about if I'm really dead or if I even tried
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WAXJAW Huntington, West Virginia
Waxjaw is a punk band from Huntington, WV. Their sound is best described as: often emotive, always loud, noisy and fast, it often draws comparisons to 90’s post-hardcore and noise rock.
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