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Make Your Bed
04:30
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The white noise of the thin blue line
green pools to dive in
Your inner voice, you're so self-aware
really drives the knife in
Steady hand on the tiller here
just hold your nerve
You never know what's around the bend
can you straighten the curve
Make your bed, make your bed, make your bed
Lie in it
Make your bed, make your bed, make your bed
The five year weight around my neck
there'll come the day
Still wating for the pay day hand-out
seems further away
Look around at the walking dead
the twists and turns
Just keep your head down they say
makes my stomach churn
Make your bed, make your bed, make your bed
Lie in it!
Make your bed, make your bed, make your bed
Those around who depend on you
as expected the rock and the glue
Take time, sit back and breathe
there's still time to beleive
In all the things that brought you here
all the things forbade
The white noise of the thin blue line
will finally fade
Make your bed, make your bed, make your bed
Lie in it!
Make your bed, make your bed, make your bed
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2. |
Revolving Door
03:13
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You sip your cofffee
I slurp my tea
Your words like acid rain
pooring down on me
You're indecisive
a fait to complet
You grab your keys
and try to leave
Exhaling heavily
this time it's incomplete
Let's play our little game
our special treat
You go out, you come back
I don't know where I am with you
You go out, you come back
I don't know where I am with you
You go out, you come back
I don't know where I am with you
You go out...
...make up your mind
So you're back now
Round two begins
Ripping up old wounds
shedding skin
Let's try some mindfulness
I'ts all the rage
Here's some breathing tips
In this new age
You go out, you come back
I don't know where I am with you
You go out, you come back
I don't know where I am with you
You go out, you come back
I don't know where I am with you
You go out...
...make up your mind
It's a decade on
We're still the same
We could market this
And sell it as a game
I regularly enjoy
Getting off the floor
Come and join us
Play revolving door.
You go out, you come back
I don't know where I am with you
You go out, you come back
I don't know where I am with you
You go out, you come back
I don't know where I am with you
You go out...
...make up your mind
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3. |
Cop Out
03:09
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You're not ready for the plan that I got for you
Operator the line's engaged just put me through
intoxicated by beer, don't follow the group
Don't get in line, you're wasting time it'll come back on you
You're not ready for the plan that I got for you
Operator the line's engaged just put me through
intoxicated by beer just don't follow the group
Don't get in line, you're wasting time, it'll come back on you
It's getting hot in here I think that we need a change
Not all invited guests are here and that's a real shame
So what's the plan - stand with one hand behind your back
Look alive, take your time, let's pull down the stack
Cutting trees for fees and digging the ground won't do
There's got to be a better way but I'm as green as you
Sit back in your lap and I'll drop for you
Take your stand, head in sand and your ass will bruise
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4. |
A Forest
05:19
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Come closer and see
See into the trees
Find the girl
While you can
Come closer and see
See into the dark
Just follow your eyes
Just follow your eyes
I hear her voice
Calling my name
The sound is deep
In the dark
I hear her voice
And start to run
Into the trees
Into the trees
Into the trees
Suddenly I stop
But I know it's too late
I'm lost in a forest
All alone
The girl was never there
It's always the same
I'm running towards nothing
Again and again and again and again...
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5. |
A Calling
03:58
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Take a look at my life
Said a wisened old man
Worked my fingers to the bone
To what end?
I'm calling, I'm calling to you
I'm calling, I'm calling to you
I'm calling, I'm calling to you
I'm calling, I'm calling to you
He closes his book and sits
Tries to find a logic that fits
He turned to his wife and said
Aren't we both better off dead?
I'm calling, I'm calling to you
I'm calling, I'm calling to you
I'm calling, I'm calling to you
I'm calling, I'm calling to you
So what have we learned now?
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Skaema Poole, UK
SKAEMA are Neil (lead vocal, guitar, synth), Duncan (bass, backing vocal) and Becca (drums) and Mike (keyboard). Formed in early 2016, this four-piece predominantly pull on influences from the post-punk era and underpin them with metal-infused bass and drum riffs. The resultant sound is distinctly British, driving and powerful, yet melodic. ... more
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