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Wide-Eyed Reactions
02:21
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Don't give me wide-eyed reactions and stories about close encounters
I'm listening but I'm ashamed of a wall built up of entertainment
Watch your neighbours they're on lies upping the dose and handing it out
When it's makeup and bright lights you know we're never gonna bite
Out living without promotion but somehow still on basic cable
So much for indie invasions and bars selling the nightly feature
Recognition on my hands finding the cures and making the best
Come and get it while it's hot you know the new ones never last
Two robots fighting for prize in a battle for all the kids' attention
Dear systems this one's a mess and we're bored
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2. |
Heard They Started
02:13
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I heard they started in basements
Or in the spaces where garage doors close
They got a little bit closer
And separated from the outside world
I heard they started a language
Or it was stolen from their favourite show
They never said it was useful
But now they're riding high in market shares
If it's not cool we won't be coming in
I heard they hacked into mainframes
Or it was signing into chat room sites
They gained a lot of momentum
Or maybe just some visibility
I heard they asked for protection
Or just to keep a hand on what they had
They lost their way in the masses
And now they're drowning in the outside world
If it's so cool we won't let you come in
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3. |
Tape Deck
04:05
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Went to school to learn mythology
Lecturing us all about it at home
When they're sleeping we're still moving on
Commandeering all the best of the lines
One more time just sit for listening
This one's gonna tear the weight of the world
And it's over when we say
We've got the means and the reasons why
Idle machines waiting on standby
Come on believe if you want some more
Those old-fashioned things that we're fighting for
I'm on your side
I'm on your side in here
There's war outside
There's war outside of here
And if you can't hear reason crashing the walls of your home
Take two pills and turn off your phone
We'll come back to what we know
Just thirty grand if your luck runs long
One day you're here and the next you're gone
Come on believe if you know what's right
We've got the means and the reasons why
I'm on your side
I'm on your side in here
There's war outside
There's war outside of here
That was around when the tape deck heard us sing
Pushing record so we don't forget it
Bottle of wine and the sound between us
Ducking our heads when it's time to make a move
And all this you see is a normal way to be
It's a perfectly normal reaction to things
We've got the means and the reasons why
Idle machines waiting on standby
Come on believe if you want some more
Those old-fashioned things that we're fighting for
I'm on your side
I'm on your side in here
There's war outside
There's war outside of here
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4. |
COFTD
01:01
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Come out for the day
Take your shiny children with you
We got all sorts of touring
And a language left unsaid
If you think you've got it easy
Then it might be time you left
Come out for the day
Gather all your workmates too
We're the fashion for beginners
And the seasoned veterans
If you keep your ticket open
You can fly home when you're dead
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5. |
Coming in Hot
03:53
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Don't you worry about a thing
We've got all the advice we need
I've got an eye out for you and me
I know exactly where we should be
Sleeping backwards to wake to dreams
Talking at me while the line's still free
Driving on empty to bring the fear
Throwing excuses you want to hear
What's your average day
Are you making strides
Is it coming out your way
I'll hear just enough
If you're coming up
Then we'll talk about it then or never
Spitting out title tracks
Coming in hot and built to last
Ringing out at your door
Faces and names of those before
I think I know how the story ends
That guy'll end up all kinds of dead
Playing the odds from a fixed address
Running the guns for the wilderness
Speaking of ratios and contraband
Three-to-one odds he's a wanted man
I had a feeling it would go like this
I had a feeling it would go like this
If we exist in another time
I've got some numbers to keep in mind
Don't hesitate if you see yourself
Moving around like you're someone else
I've got a picture of you and me
Fading away till we're nobody
I've got a picture of you and me
Fading away till we're nobody
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6. |
All These Channels
03:25
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When nightfall lends to horror
The dogs outside all run for cover
Remember what they used to say to the young
Heat lightning metal rods when
The boss showed up and killed the party
And no one knows if they're supposed to be there
Last time we hit the numbers
And all our friends looked good together
We don't stand down this season needs a premiere
Same story different meaning
The shots lined up for easy payment
You don't get me I get the best of out you
Unboxing fantasies and a window to a memory
All these motherfucking channels there ain't nothing on
Right, now let's write a letter
To someone who should know us better
Imagine that we're never really alone
So far it's only gaining
But someday we'll start losing feeling
Then take what's left and carry on to the end
I said that saying things
Is a problem more than anything but
You don't stop now it's been a hell of a year
You win let's keep it easy
If someone has your record spinning
Remember that you killed the last of the laughs
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7. |
Honey Badger
02:47
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I just wanna be
A honey badger too
I just wanna be a honey badger like you
Your voice for a hundred years or maybe more
In style of fucking up and calling it a home
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8. |
WFTW
01:56
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Waiting for the wave
They said that it's coming our way
I called up for direction
But a good luck's all I heard
Now there's nothing left handle
And the bar's all out of wine
Waiting for the wave
They said that it's not our day
Came to understanding
That we'll all wash out to sea
Now there's nothing left to panic
And the band won't play my song
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Young Shuttle Kaštela, Croatia
Young Shuttle is a music project by Anthony Derro.
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