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Long Winter
02:07
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A picture's what you make it
All our little secrets painted blankness
A smile brought the rot of our dead cheeks
The look on the pale horses face
The woods are lovely, dark, and deep, and as I stare my eyes begin to trace
The site of empty space that's replaced my father's arms.
If anything is left of anyone call it a work of art
Oh, the canon of pain, a masterpiece to a god, balancing act at the end of the world, his art nouveau
A dry heaven or wet hell defines who you are
There's nothing left of anyone, this is a work of art
You're my work of art
You will die young, modeled after misery.
You stand in a still life, drawn into the shadow of this long winter's peace
There's no way to see through the snow and trees, but I have promises to keep and miles to go before I can sleep
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Loveslinger
02:43
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There's branches in my head pumping blood through nooses tied to them
I've strung up my heart with everything I've thought
This is the world, or what I've made of it
I've shot so many holes in the script
When I came home my girl was long gone
But soon I heard my siren song
Oh, the things I've seen
Rock and roll, drag me back and have your way with me
You're curled in your blanket of dirt
There are bugs in your skin
And it's not becoming being fond of the dead
Love haunts me at night, but it won't come back to bed
Love haunts me at night, don't repeat what it said
There's branches in my head pumping blood through nooses tied to them
I've strung up my heart with everything I've thought
This is the world, I had to put an end to it
I've shot so many holes in the script
We are innocent, or so we told ourselves
The whispers in my ears have turned to spells
That dirty love that you've been guilty of
And where your fingers grip the wrinkled bed sheets
I watch you melt
From lusting roots, grows a hollow tree
Sprouting arms and hands between the leaves
Things crawl from their bed and into my dreams
There I turned into the worst thing you'd seen
I watch you melt
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Locomotives Vs You
03:59
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Motionless, gestures of closed fists amidst fatigue
Something to jump start me
Don't hand me hammers and nails aimed for my own two fucking feet
Some will surrender a piece of mind
Like a turncoat ambition, hand in that failure, I love to drown
Oh god, cross out our eyes
Exhausted in the mouth, behind some tired teeth
Have I evolved that despondence to being eaten alive
It's every man for himself as the ship goes down
We drag our anchors, while contempt for my captain breeds
I have known that the captain was me
Who would have known that his captive was me, it was me
I will die on my feet before I get caught up in a net chased down and gut
Do you feel those empty thoughts in the back of your wandering mind
The train has left, the ship has sailed, I've missed my ride
My foot is caught in the tie, the crowd is in motion
I've lost track of the time, I need to ride into the sun
You're putting your life on the line
My foot is caught in the tie, the crowd is in motion
I've lost track of the time, I'm just too far gone
So boy, you got some shoes to fill
Let adrenaline feed that appetite
Find the waves and grooves
A train of thoughts is coming to run over you
Never fall in love with all the dirt in you, I know I won't
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Kodiak Manassas, Virginia
Kodiak has recently picked up the gloves again to take another swing at jammin with the masses. Originally born in 2008, the boys played shows throughout the central East coast, primarily Maryland and Virginia. Kodiak decided to hang up the guns in mid-2010 with a lot left unaccomplished. Now, nearly two years later, the boys have plotted a comeback with even greater things in store. ... more
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