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Guts
04:19
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Where did you find so much guts?
Deep down sinkin’ down, oh
Deep down sinkin’
I know nobody’s perfect and
(and it doesn’t matter to me anyway)
Perfection was never my style
Where did you find so much guts?
Deep down sinkin’ down, oh
Deep down sinkin’
I know nobody’s perfect
(and it doesn’t matter to me anyway)
Even though I gotta say
I don’t like pain
even if it brings some gain
No, I don’t want it
I don’t need it
Fall with your eyes open wide
Fall with your eyes open, right on me
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Teens in the Fire Room
03:07
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When it changes, let it go
Sixteen
In the fire room,
the fire alarm’s off
And we made up
we made up fences:
now they’re bigger than us both.
We’re teens in the fire room
(teens)
We’re teens and the fire alarm’s off
(teens)
When it changes, let it go.
Nosebleeds, now you’re in bloom.
Don’t drown in your failures and move on
And we grew up,
dealt with consequences
Now we’re bigger than us both
We’re teens in the fire room
(teens)
We’re teens and the fire alarm’s off
(teens)
So here’s the room
(We’re teens)
Of the quiet ones
We’re the quiet ones
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The failures, the creatures
The things we won’t say too loud
are coming, in real world
Confusing our instincts
Sleepwalking without dreaming
A killing of winters
One more change
Time moves fast
It only matters if we wake up
...eventually.
So are we worth saving?
Don’t let us down
or things won’t work out
...eventually.
With a gun to your head,
it would be easier.
Walking blind on the edge,
it would be easier.
If you felt the risk
things would get easier.
If you felt alive,
things would change…
...eventually.
So are we worth saving?
Don’t let us down
or things won’t work out
...eventually.
Look at me
I’m the one that should build your dreams
I should teach you how to believe
Well, I can’t do this for myself
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4. |
22.11.55
03:53
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What I think about
is the last time I saw you
I was in your arms
And you couldn’t even see
Please come here tonight
Please come comfort me now
The car stereo
And our talks about football and politics
And Paul is better than John
We were wrong with all
But how I miss it right now
Wrote a note to myself
Painful things in this strange life
Are never free
Write new sad songs
How I need this right now
All I need is a bit of what we had
I need it
All I need is our sunday
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Low Standards, High Fives Turin, Italy
We are a 5 piece band from Turin (Italy).
3 guitars, bass, drums. 3 voices.
New EP out on december 18th 2020!
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