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Father Hunger
04:08
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What can you do when your heart's in jail
What can you do when you can't post bail
And locked, you rot within a cell
It feels a lot like this is hell
You're starving for approval but the judge ain't there
You're longing for removal, pulling out your hair
You're waiting for the patience and your mom is too
No damage done, no danger in a rendezvous
But please take care of you
What can you do when your dad's in jail
What can you do when your mom's not there
What can you do when you're upside down
But sleep / keep / breathe this bitter air above the ground, because
You're starving for approval but the judge ain't there
You're longing for removal, pulling out your hair
You're waiting for the patience and your mom is too
No damage done, no danger in a rendezvous
But please take care
Please take care of you
Take care of you
Take care
Your hands, your hands reach out in thin air
And strand by strand, you're pulling out your hair
Because you're starving
And your dad's not there
You're waiting for your father and your mom is, too
But don't forget the danger in a rendezvous
And please take care
Please take care of you
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You can't run away from what falls apart
And blood can't bleed from an empty heart
And sick and stoned, you stick alone
And hold on to what couldn't be
As I was trying to keep it together
I got carried away like the wind on a feather
And grasping the ground with each change in the weather
A refuge in a memory
But now it's kinda broken and it can't be stopped
You keep on waiting for that heartbeat drop
I've never been one to slam the door, so
Use my chest as your dancing floor
And there's no shame in being the one
Who stands before a felon with a finger gun
But I'm starting to wonder
And I'm running from thunder
'Cause who says not to run?
And now it's kinda broken and it can't be stopped
You keep on waiting for that heartbeat drop
I've never been one to slam the door, so
Use my chest as your dancing floor
Use my chest as your dancing floor
Use my chest as your dancing floor
Use my chest as your dancing floor
Use my chest as your dancing floor
And there's no shame in being the one
Who stands before a felon with a finger gun
And I'm ignoring the feeling but I'm gonna run, I'll run
And it's kinda broken and it can't be stopped
You keep on waiting for my heart rate to drop, yeah
I'm preparing not to slam the door, but
Use my chest as your dancing floor
Use my chest as your dancing floor
Use my chest as your dancing floor
Use my chest as your dancing floor
But I'm not certain what you're dancing for
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3. |
Neurons
03:51
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Turn around
I want to see your eyes again
But don't make a sound
Let me be your horizon
You're not picking up all the words that surround you
The pages will turn and the letters confound you
Your neurons, they need them
The stories you feed them
They're building you up
But in absence, they're tearing you down
They're tearing you down
Reality bound you, but fantasy found you
Your neurons, they need them
So take hold and don't put me down
Be aware
When you open, I'll be there
But try to wipe a tear
Cause at the close, I'll still be here
You're not picking up all the words that surround you
The pages will turn and the letters confound you
Your neurons, they need them
The stories you feed them
They're building you up
But in absence, they're tearing you down
They're tearing you down
Reality bound you, but fantasy found you
Your neurons, they need them
So take hold and don't put me down
It's tearing you down
It's tearing you down
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4. |
Stop Singing
04:46
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By the time I figure this one out
I'll know my time here has run down
As the seas change and cycle with the clouds
I'll know that I have looked around
I've been jogging barefoot in the summer streets
With my hands to God in the southern heat
The same three albums on repeat
And how can I stop singing?
By the time I figure this one out
It will be time to pack the house
And I'll admit now, the fears are coming out
From all the boxes on the ground
From my skin pores
Sweat pours from my skin pores, falling down
From my skin pores
Sweat pours
I've been jogging barefoot in the summer streets
With my hands to God in the southern heat
The same three albums on repeat
And how can I stop
Jogging barefoot in the summer streets
With my hands to God in the southern heat
The same three albums on repeat
And how can I stop singing?
I've been jogging barefoot in the summer streets
With my hands to God in the southern heat
And the same three albums on repeat
And how can I stop
Jogging barefoot in the summer streets
With my hands to God in the southern heat
The same three albums on repeat
And how can I stop
How can I stop?
I keep singing on repeat and I can't stop
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5. |
Aftertaste
03:38
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Driveway self-pity
By the way, I hate this city
I hate the season, I miss the cold
I've got no reason to embrace the old
And I can't seem to shake the hold that this place has on me
Drive until the fuel runs out
I can't shake this aftertaste from my mouth
Until the fuel runs out
But I can't shake this aftertaste
The gasoline tastes gritty
Like spoiled cream, but looks so pretty
Like the danger in this place
Looking stranger than its face
But the sirens sing to me so I will
Drive until the fuel runs out
I can't shake this aftertaste from my mouth
Until the fuel runs out
I'll drive until the fuel runs out
I can't shake this aftertaste from my mouth
Until the fuel runs out
I'm stuck in the water, I'm trapped in a net
And I'm moving faster towards an active jet
Am I just dreaming of your hands on my neck
Or is that cold I feel a wave of my sweat?
And I'm still thinking of my latest bet
And of all of the people that I still haven't met
Am I just dreaming of your hands on my neck?
I can't be dreaming, that's your hand on my neck
And I can't shake your aftertase
Yeah
Drive until the fuel runs out, but I can't shake you from my mouth
Drive until the fuel runs out, but I can't shake you from my mouth
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6. |
Blue Jay
06:32
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Your little glance leaves my soul disfigured
Shaking hands in attempt to get a grip
A little dance in the nerves beneath the fingers
Reassured, lay connected at the hip
At the hip
All night I've been trying to walk away
Go inside to avoid the dark
A little lightning illuminates your face
Those little scars from 18 left a mark
Your night-soaked cardigan is lying on the floor
Tonight's so hard again, we shouldn't do this anymore
My room's a mess like what I'm trying to say
I'm trying to walk away
I can't take back all the past remarks
Or soothe the little scratches in this fucking dark
I can't be pressed against you anymore without the pain
So let me walk away
I can't be pressed against you anymore
But babe, don't let me walk away
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The Forum Orlando, Florida
Delivering strong hooks atop rhythmic dance beats and an effortless live presence, it's no wonder The Forum have risen to their regional status as one of Florida's staple indie rock acts. After graduating college in 2018, the four-piece hit the road and quickly amassed a fiercely loyal following. They continue turning heads in the region as they support countless touring acts across the state. ... more
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