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Bullet
04:30
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Buildings come down where you are
You walk on by
Without a scratch
Your just a stray bullet now
You blow up like
The Fourth of July
Kiss that gun goodbye
Gonna kiss that gun goodbye
Wanna leave your rusty soul to sleep
Underneath the apple tree
This is just a reminder
Try to be a little kinder
Your tracks will track you down
I’ve played dead so many times
To shut you up
For the night
You want to straighten me out
How can I not crack a smile?
Kiss that gun goodbye
Gonna, kiss that gun goodbye
Wanna leave your rusty soul to sleep
Underneath the apple tree
This is just a reminder
Try to be a little kinder
Your tracks will track you down
Gonna find that when the lights go down
I won't be around to keep you safe and sound
It’s over your head
All over your head
It’s all tangled in knots
And all in your hair
It’s all you ever had
But I just can’t stand it
I unfold in your hands
But I’d rather starve
You don’t know how to behave
Know how to behave, You know how to behave, you don’t know how to...
I’ll drop you off wherever you want
I don’t mind
Just tell me where
I quit the un-merry go-round
So never mind
Oh, never mind
Then you go, POW!!
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Tough Love
05:00
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Into the jaws
I slept there all night
Don’t get me wrong
I tickle the bite
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Dirty Dress
06:33
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Hush, hush your mouth
Please let me think
Your thick skull is outside
The neighborhood is shooing you
My brain does this thing, It tells me that I didn’t see nothing
Quit being so nosy
But you sure did give it to me this time
Oh, you really got me good this time
You sure did socket to me, all right
All right, all right you win this last round
I always wondered ‘bout you
Now I get what you were about
You’re being bad, you
You’re being shared
Pinned down like an animal
You keep your trash
Paper bag excuses
Get me back
Oh, you’re treated so mean
So talk about it, you don’t want to talk about it do ya’?
Sure that the timing’s gonna to be bad
I don’t get it, you’re not right
I admit, I’m not right
I wish you were perfect for the role you wanna play
Your ship is wrecked
Keepin’ all your secrets in the cracks
Your shadows, I don’t doubt anymore
Your party dress, covered up in fingerprints
I guess I’m gonna have to shoot you down
So spit it out and we can wrap it up, send it to China
So we can climb up that mountain again
Cause I don’t wanna be boring some old man with this story, beginning to end
She said, “ I don’t remember how it happened at all”
“ I don’t remember if it happened”. “Listen there’s only half of me that’s got to be bad”
And she was sayin’, “ I don’t remember if it happened, I don’t”
“ I don’t remember how it happened, at all”.
“ I don’t remember if it happened”. “ listen there’s only half of me that’s got to be bad”
So, she was sayin’, “ I don’t remember if it happened, I don’t”. “ I don’t remember”.
I don’t get it, you’re not right
I admit, I’m not right
I wish you were perfect for the role you oughtta’ play
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Tarantula
05:01
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Calling, Calling, calling you
Conversation and a clue
Always messin' up, you know
In our own way
Tell you everything I know
I decide and then I don’t
Make a move, I dare you to
I do what I have to do
Somewhere there’s a secret-you
Wondering hallways
But I’m trying to reach you now
I’m trying to reach you now
I run and I just fall down
I’m dying to know your name
I’m dying to know your name
But all I have is mine
And you, you don’t wanna know it
You don’t wanna know it
You, you don’t wanna know it
You don’t wanna know it
So I’ll keep doing all the talking
Talking is all I do
Playing dumb, dumb in spite of you
Counting backwards to forget all this, all this
But I’m trying to reach you now
I’m trying to reach you now
I run and I just fall down
I’m dying to know your name
I’m dying to know your name
But all I have is mine
And you, you don’t wanna know it
You don’t wanna know it
You, you don’t wanna know it
You don’t wanna know it
So I’ll keep doing all the talking
We really missed out
We really missed out
We really missed out, didn’t we?
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Walk
05:58
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What’s the matter, boy?
Don’t you ever stop?
Shut your mouth, to talk
Close your eyes, to walk
It’s a mountaintop, you come down crashing into us and take up our time
Waste up our time
Medication for your paid vacation
Yeah, so make up our minds
Make up your mind
Face the headlights
Any highway you like
It wears out your mind
It was out to get you all messed up, like you like
It wears out your mind
It wears out your mind
You run out to get run over all the time
Heavy stuff in your drinking cup
1000 tears are stuck
1000 years are gone
Half the lemons in your mouth aren’t really there
You waste up your time
Waste of our time
Lay your head down
Won’t you be still a while?
It wears out your mind
It was out to get you all messed up, like you like
It wears out your mind
It wears out your mind
You can always get your own way another time
Angry daughters kiss their brothers
Gradeschool kids getting drunk
Lovesick lovers kill each other
It wears out your mind
It wears out your mind
Why whyYYY why?
But I want to I want to know why
I want to, I want to know why
I wanna walk I wanna walk with
I wanna walk I want to walk with
I want to I want to know why
I want to I want to know why
I wanna walk I want to walk with
I wanna walk I want to walk with you
I want to I want to know why I wanna walk I want to walk with you I wanna walk I want to
I want to know why why why why why
I want to I want to know why I wanna walk I want to walk with you I wanna walk I wanna walk with I wanna walk I want to walk with you.
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THE SPIRAL SOUND Fort Worth, Texas
Electro-Rockers, THE SPIRAL SOUND, who’s music Christian James describes as “plastic sex rock”, is informed by electronic
music, but angular guitars and effects laden riffs are the driving force that surround Christian’s raspy, androgynous and sentient vocal performances. The songs are danceable but dark and intelligent with odd guitar tunings, thick slabs of reverb, delay and polyrhythmic beats
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