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Comfort Road
06:33
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I'm sorry friends for I have fallen.
My life has changed and I've changed with it.
Caught up with silly things with no return,
I'll just sit here and watch my whole world, watch it burn.
Escape can only be accepted in small doses.
Dreams allow you to return to comatosis.
For those who miss who I once was, I tell you, you're not alone.
Sorry friends for I have been burning.
My flag has burned and I smoldered with it.
Caught up with silly things with no return,
I'll just sit here and watch my whole world, watch it burn.
Escape can only be accepted in small doses.
Dreams allow you to return to comatosis.
For those who miss who I once was, I tell you, you're not alone.
Caught up in silly things with no return,
I'll just sit here and watch my whole world, watch it burn.
Escape can only be accepted in small doses.
Dreams allow you to return to comatosis.
For those who miss who I once was, I tell you, you're not alone.
You're not alone.
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Death Waltz
04:31
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Executioner:
Stand and see the man on trial for crimes to foul to speak!
He's alluded us for decades and now his fate is bleak!
He was cursed way back from birth, and I know he'd rather be dead.
So we'll just sit here a while, push the crowns of thorns deeper into his head!
Spectator
I'm not sure I agree with the things you have to say.
Executioner:
Nonsense! This man is not meant to live another day!
Spectator:
At least give him a chance to plead his case for us to see.
Executioner:
As long as his head is chopped off by noon it matters little to me.
The Condemned:
I know that I am guilty for crimes to foul to speak,
but I know that I am not alone and I deserve to be free.
I stole 'cause I was hungry, and I killed 'cause I was scared.
And now you do the same to me and I know that it is not fair!
Off with his head!
I know that I am not alone!
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We Build Probing Lights
06:36
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We build probing lights, that can swallow up time.
Kid you're better off in the day.
Penetrating eyes, will make you do as you are told.
Kid get on your bike and get away.
They may remember you in the haze.
We say might is right, we'll kill all who disagree
save your glory for the country.
We say shut your eyes, better in than out
when were talking about safety.
Don't let em in, don't fucking let 'em in!!
Lost in the millions of cold dead eyes,
feeling like a portrait of somebody else's life.
So raise your hand of god and proclaim out loud, that
I AM NOT WELL DON'T TELL ME I SHOULD BE PROUD!
You'll never go home again.
What ch'you waiting for, what ch'you waiting for,
you've got two lives up ahead.
Forked at the entrance, you must decide
between happiness and self respect.
Curse the creators who give you the mud
you sift through day after day.
Curse the ones who give you pleasure,
the ones who give you pain.
You'll never go home again.
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Imperials Ithaca, New York
Post-Rock band from Ithaca, NY. We like weird forms and neat sounds.
Tylor Colby-
Drums/Vocals/
Guitar
Matt Colgan- Guitar/Vocals/
Drums
Vincenzoo Sicurella- Accordion/Trumpet/Synth/Piano/ Vocals
Kai Hutchinson- Guitar/Vocals
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