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Ivory Tower
02:19
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2. |
Pound
02:53
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3. |
Guns
01:41
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4. |
Hate
02:55
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5. |
Monsters
02:54
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There's no monsters underneath your bed
Their living in your sheets and in your head
Peace Love and Understanding
I wont hold my breath
There's no light at the end of the tunnel
It's just an on coming train
There's no Boogy man
It's the Klu Klux Clan
Because every star you wish upon
Is just a dead rock
And every birthday candle
Its just dripping wax
You work everyday of your life until you die
There's nobody up there in that empty sky
Police and Minute men
They have come for your children
There's no monsters underneath your bed
There living in your sheets
and in your head
Because every star you wish upon
Is just a dead rock
And every birthday candle
Its just dripping wax
You work everyday of your life until you die
There's nobody up there in that empty sky
You work everyday of your life until you die
Dreams dont just come true
Cuz you wish them to
Peace Love and Understanding
I wont hold my breath
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6. |
Broken Compass
03:10
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Scratching at the skin on the surface.
Pulling at the flesh from my bones.
The arrow, it points in no direction.
There is no going home.
There is a crack in the mirror
A mini van parked on the tracks
Everything it looks good on paper
and in family photographs
magnets that repel one another
houses, they are built of glass
There is a crack in the mirror
I tied myself to the tracks
Someday everything will be better
One-day its gonna work itself out
I have been fighting every day of my life
and someday, it never arives
One-day
Someday
I wear this depression like a sweatshirt
It forces me to pace around the house
He says that Im cold and guarded
but these walls are just a dam
I live underneath the water
Mississippi is begging for my hand
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God
03:01
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8. |
P.T.S.D.
03:37
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It's been 10 years and I"m still here
Drinking beers at the old St Roch, Tavern
Stairing at the cieling
Watching television
Hang nails, their peeling
From biting it all down
P.T.S.D S.O.S PLEASE
someone come and save me from myself
P.T.S.D S.O.S PLEASE
someone come and save me from my
P.T.S.D S.O.S PLEASE
someone come and save me from myself
It's been 10 years and your still gone
But I'm still here hanging onto ghosts
Where there's smoke there's fire
And a trap house named desire
Something, something, nothing
From shoving it all down
Where there's smoke there's fire
And a trap house named desire
P.T.S.D S.O.S PLEASE
someone come and save me from myself
P.T.S.D S.O.S PLEASE
someone come and save me from my
P.T.S.D S.O.S PLEASE
someone come and save me from myself
I NEED AN ESCAPE ROUTE
I WANT A WAY OUT
Its been 10 years and its all wrong
but Im still here hanging on
I NEED AN ESCAPE ROUTE
I WANT A WAY OUT
P.T.S.D. S.O.S PLEASE
someone come and save me from my
I NEED AN ESCAPE ROUTE
I WANT A WAY OUT
P.T.S.D S.O.S. PLEASE
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STGMA New Orleans, Louisiana
We are muppets who make music to fight the gentrification of Fraggle Rock
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CORRINA: VOX
JOHN WOOD: DRUMS
LEXI: BASS
DYLAN: Everything, sometimes
We live in NEW ORLEANS
We write about what we know so we don't spontaniously combust
We write the songs we want to hear, and maybe so some day an outsider kid will hear it and not feel so alone
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