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Feed the Wolves
02:47
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Feed the Wolves
Verse
I kiss the mouth of the North and South
I watch them bleed
watch them bleed
Until I go blind
If time tells the truth
I’ve waisted my days
I’ve waisted my youth
Making love to the gods
Of the Shadow
Chorus
I can’t understand
I can’t understand
Why we all feed the wolves
Verse
This heart of mine
Beats loud in time
Calling out
Feed the wolves, feed the wolves
If time tells the truth
I’ve waisted my days
I’ve waisted my youth
Calling out
Feed the wolves, feed the wolves
Chorus
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2. |
Wrecking Ball
03:00
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Wrecking Ball
Verse
I’m feeling like a wrecking ball
I’m feeling like a wrecking ball
I’ll burn this body down
I’ll burn this body down
Chorus
What I would do if I were you is fall right to the floor
What I would do if I were you is fall right to the floor
Verse
I’m feeling like a ball and chain
I’m feeling like a ball and chain
I’ll burn this body down
I’ll burn this body down
Chorus
Chorus
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3. |
Geronimo
03:17
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Geronimo
Verse
Geronimo where did you go?
We’ve been hunting you for days.
Its not fair with all your ways, of hiding in the shadows
Geronimo its not your fault.
You were born this way, to not be caught.
Like the wind, or even like the water
Chorus
The Chiricahua wont deliver you :l
Verse
Geronimo where did you go?
We are running out of plans
You’ve got blood upon your hands, and in your eyes
Geronimo you were born to die,
But not this way, and not this time.
Like a soldier or even like a saint
Chorus
Bridge
You might be the last one
You might be the last one
We know
We know
Chorus
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4. |
Wooden Ships
04:38
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Wooden Ships
Who needs you, not me
I can’t go where I can’t see
Blind spots are blinding me
I don’t want to make a scene
I guess I’ll go, where to I don’t know
Who needs you not me
If that’s the way its gonna be.
Nail my letters to your wall
Take them down before they fall
Put my picture in a frame
Watch it as it fades away
You wouldn’t ask I wouldn’t tell
These wooden ships they wouldn’t sail
Tried to swim but couldn’t float
A heavy heart’s a heavy load.
Who needs you, not me
I can’t go where I can’t see
My blind spots are leaving my
And I don’t want to make a scene
I guess I’ll go, where to I don’t know
Cause who needs you, not me
If that’s the way its gonna be.
Put my things inside your drawers
What once was mine will soon be yours
Take my lights and fade them down
You’re the queen, you wear the crown
You wouldn’t ask, I wouldn’t tell
These wooden ships they wouldn’t sail
Tried to swim but couldn’t float
A heavy heart’s a heavy load,
so I’m just gonna go, go, go, go, go...
Put my things inside your drawers
Cause I don’t need them anymore
Break my things onto the ground
If you’re the queen then where’s your crown?
You wouldn’t ask I wouldn’t tell
These wooden ships they wouldn’t sail
I tried to swim but couldn’t float
A heavy hearts a heavy load.
So who need you, not me
I can’t feel my heart beat
My senses are leaving me
But I don’t want to make a scene
I guess Ill go, where to I don’t know
Who needs you, I guess me
If that’s the way its gonna be.
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Toy Bombs Los Angeles, California
Toy Bombs creates music that pulls from the likes of Spoon, the Kinks, and David Bowie. Listeners are dazzled with infectious melodies carried by both poppy and aggressive instrumentation. Their style has earned them comparisons to Arctic Monkeys, Hot Hot Heat, Cold War Kids, the Strokes, the Killers, the Rolling Stones, Pavement and the Clash. ... more
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