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Alice ft. China Bowls
06:01
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Caught in the ripple of her smile, the edges are melting
Thoughts dragged out with the tide and you can’t escape your mind
And we’ve been living inside out, the edges are burning
Thoughts dragged out with the tide
And you can’t escape your mind, won’t escape your mind
In the ripple of her smile, and you can’t escape your mind
Thoughts dragged out with the tide and you won’t escape your mind
Here, fold it away, fold it away
Hear, all in it’s place, all in it’s place
Caught in the ripple of her smile, the edges are melting
Thoughts dragged out with the tide
And you can’t escape your mind won’t escape your mind
And we’ve been living inside out
The houses are burning
Smoke cradled by the sky
Caught up in beams of light
Beams of light
In beams of light
Smoke cradled by the sky
In beams of light
In beams of light
In beams of light
Smoke cradled by the sky
And we’ve been living inside
Living in silence
Living inside
Living in silence
Is this living
Is this living
Here, fold it away, fold it away
Hear, fold them away, fold them away
Here, fold it away, fold it away
Fold it away
Fold it away
Fold it away
Fold it away
Fold it away
Fold them away
She is a mirror to you
She is a mirror to you
She is a mirror to you
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Drunq Choirs
01:45
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3. |
Ponder ft. Solomon OB
02:19
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Do you wonder if I'm,
Do you ever wonder if I'm,
Said, I wonder if I'm,
Wonder if I'm waiting
Ponder, time is taking
Too long
Ruminate on past to try predict my future
Exercise is futile
Constant forward motion seem a certain strangeness
Ruminate on past but know that I can't change it
Ruminate on past to try predict my future
Exercise is futile
Constant forward motion seems a certain strangeness
Ruminate on past but know I can't make changes
Try to plot my path or map on constellations
Deep beneath the darkness felt the flames awaiting
Trying, seeking balance
Trying for new cadence
Reaching for a past that's now evaporated
Crevice, in the corner
Just of my imagination
Distant lands and times and spaces
Pacing back and forth through corridors of my mind
That so easily might haunt my peace if I'm not cautious
So I seek release from torture
Of time
Candlelight inside my eyes
The furnace burning bright
And slowly stars begin to shine in lines
That sketch Orion's belt somewhere above my thigh
Answers for my help it seems
I seem to find
What's happening?
What is this place?
This space?
I'm...
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Whirlpools ft. STANLÆY
01:19
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It’s not a feeling of waiting
It’s more still than that
It's an ocean full of whirlpools
And were at the bottom of one
Still, like a fossil of time
Shoot us up a water fountain of bodies
Currently not shape-shifting, we are gas
and heavy to we breathe ourselves into our lung spondees
Like air hooking underneath other air
Open-handed to the point of no return
Open-handed until we become inverted
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6. |
Triangle
10:07
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A ripple on the surface of something you'd taken for granted would be solid and hold your
weight,
Feel yourself sinking down
A ripple on the river of a memory changing with age - as we all will someday
The things that we deny to survive
Another day, a new way to declare yourself alive
Pray someone will hear you as you scream it out into the night
Into the night
Into the night
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8. |
The Hub
02:17
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9. |
3 Kings
01:29
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What you see has always been here
Collecting dust upon the side
Ground yourself with papers thinning
You just had to hold it right
What you see now it has been here
Collecting dust upon the side
Hold yourself to paper thinning out
You just had to hold it right
And they call out your name not as it was then but as they can remember it
Remember
Emboldened by your name
Embroidered on my skin
A quiet kind of grace
Yet still imagining unravelling
What you see has always been here
Collecting dust upon the side
Found itself illuminated
Faded slowly by the light
What you see has always
What you see has always
What you see has always
Ground yourself in paper thinning
Soon decaying with your mind
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11. |
Snazzual ft. Soss
01:41
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Crack a can of Coors on the Grand Canyon tour.
He stuck out like a sore thumb at the hand manicure.
Rap cannibal catch a cannonball in a hat of straw.
I stay laxed on the ball.
Barely had the funds for a favour.
But earned his doctrine in unskilled labour.
Moving on swiftly, cruising up shits creek, painting the blues of the Mississippi.
In a jiffy play with the mood of the inner city.
I keep my thoughts on my forte.
Fall straight don't fall short when the calls made.
All braise when you're caught in the storm chase.
Poor traits on your portrait leave a raw stain.
Gourmet but the flavour was poor taste.
For forks sake cut the tension with a butter knife, plenty more games to play in another life.
Hide from the sunrise coz the fun had died.
Puzzled eyes, but still unsuprised.
Operator, I need a number for the next thrill.
He rapped like a monochrome benny hill sketch still buggin' out to the bubonic symphony.
The fuse running out on the whodunnit trilogy.
I hope to see the fruits of the finished piece.
May I have this dance and groove to the rhythm, please?
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12. |
BST ft. China Bowls
07:40
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Held tight by the words you’re depending on
Held tight sits on the edge of your tongue
Held tight by the words you’re suspended from
Held tight, held tight
High tide in the world you’re depending on
High tide, sits on the edge of this life
Held tight by the worst you are depending on
Always slipping through your grasp
Before it’s started is ending
And all your hesitation bated breath it mounts
Always losing time
Choose to trust in light
Though the moment’s hard to bear it’s always passing by
Held tight by the words you’re depending on
Held tight sits on the edge of your tongue
Held tight by the worst you’re suspended from
Held tight by the high tide
High tide in the worst you’re depending on
Held tight, sits on the edge of your tongue
Held tight by the world you’re suspended from
Held tight, sits on the edge of your high tide, this life
Started to feel it once the silence came
Longer than she thought that she could take
Knowing full well there’d be no going back
As if there ever is
Started to feel it once the silence came
Longer than she thought that she could take
Knowing full well there’d be no going back
As if there ever is
And she goes, and she goes and she goes with herself
And she goes she goes
Started to feel it once the silence came
Longer than she thought that she could take
Knowing full well there’d be no going back
As if there ever is
All your hesitation it mounts, it renders you undone
All your hesitation it mounts it is
Always chasing time
Choose to trust in light
Though the moment’s hard to bear it’s always passing by
It is always
All your hesitation is over now
All your hesitation is ending here
All your hesitation it is over now
All your hesitation it is ending here
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Snazzback Bristol, UK
⚡️New wave dancefloor instrumentalists ⚡️
⚡️Snazzback's music overflows with deep grooves and loose,
lolloping rhythms that tease and play, sometimes languid and carefree, other times energy spiralling upwards.⚡️
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