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Feralus EP

by feralus

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1.
is who i am what i let it be or is who i am what i make it i think back to the times when i've thunk i'm not drunk but i am i'm intoxicated my mind is spinning but i'm nearly home the early morning sky lights up the road my fast footsteps soon turn to slow turn to slow so i said some things that i didn't mean and they all came out before i could breath and now you're crying and i can't say a word cos whatever i said i wish you'd never have heard and now i can't sleep cos i feel so guilty at times like these i tell myself i'll change but 21 years later i'm still saying the same my mind is spinning but i'm nearly home the early morning sky lights up the road my fast footsteps soon turn to slow turn to slow as if things aren't shit enough without me banging on so get the sandbags cos the floodgates are open is who i am what i let it be or is who i am what i make it i think back to the times when i've thunk i'm not drunk but i am i'm intoxicated my mind is spinning but i'm nearly home the early morning sky lights up the road my fast footsteps soon turn to slow turn to slow turn to slow turn to slow the silhouette of this town reminds me i'm not alone
2.
The Cold Boy 02:15
you spit your hatred your macho bullshit you blame the world no more thought over it someday you'll learn that its axis ain't you and you cannot blame it for what its done to you you're cold you're cold you're cold you're cold there's no warmth in your eyes you shut yourself in and you self brutalize and i'm not blind i text you and told you forget about me your life is stagnant and i need you're cold you're cold you're cold you're cold there's no warmth in your eyes you shut yourself in and you self brutalize and i won't cry
3.
Skinny Bones 03:01
trees make fists trees make fists in the gutter i see a sky in the gutter i see a sky no smile on the faces passing something broke something's gone and i guess i fucked guess i killed that one escape to tarmac sweat and traintracks if we keep quiet noone'll notice they won't notice cos tramps like us we make our home in the dirty sheets and skinny bones i got skinny bones skinny bones skinny bones we sleep in a heap on the floor or the bed in a tangle of limbs and alcohol breath i got whisky breath and tramps like us we make our home in the dirty sheets and skinny bones i got skinny bones skinny bones skinny bones
4.
Pin Song 02:31
i want to stick a pin between your eyes to deflate all that makes you blind and your borrowed politics really don't mean shit that you'd highjack a movement and all that it means when all that you understand is the scene none of the beautiful places inbetween its complicated this blue green and grey and your man made colours here can never stay things happen so far from the stage just words no thought but the status that you sought glass ceiling glass cage you can't embody our rage its not for you and this is not a choice i'd make for any of our sorry sakes but you don't deserve to wear that crown so i'll tear it off and throw it around and release all the pieces up into the wind cos the atmosphere's all that i know that can sing our song and from you it sounds so wrong i want to stick a pin between my eyes
5.
Throats 03:26
I get angry as thunder and stubborn sometimes And that doesn't make me appealing My friends put up with me and I don't know why But we share the same loving feelings And I wish I could be more like my mother sometimes She turned out to be pretty strong The world's handed her cards that I couldn't have played And yet she's still carried on I'm not articulate or witty at best But people seem to think that I'm funny But half of the time I think I know why It's cos I do stupid things most of the time So I can't write pretty songs or tales worth remembering I just write down what's on my mind and so This is what you're hearing Pretty soon my dreams will rip at the seams cos I can't find a way to express them And I know I should find me a new piece of mind Because someday I know I will forget to And I don't have intelligence beyond compare But I try to keep myself informed Which is hard to do when you hate the news And newspapers are for spreading on the floor So I can't write pretty songs or tales worth remembering I just write down what's on my mind and so This is what you're hearing I eat Tofu and vegetables because I think That animals are our equals I care more for them than my fellow man Because mankind is way too destructive And war is not the answer to the questions we pose It's simply a way to make money It's a ridiculous way to satisfy the greed Of the people that are running our country So we can all raise our hands We can all shout Till the lungs in our chests have caved in and our throats have dried out We can all raise our hands We can all shout To let them know we're the threat and the ones to be worried about

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released June 4, 2012

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