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![]() RE:ENACTMENT. Sport. (LP) 2011. 01 & Bomb'd. 02 Scraps. 03 Nintendogs. 04 Fisherian Runaway. 05 Too Much. 06 Problematic. 07 Let it Go. 08 Higher Duties. 09 Tronic. PURCHASE |
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![]() RE:ENACTMENT Regicide. (EP) 2008. 1. Steel Drums. 2. SMS Mole. 3. C'Est L'Economie. 4. Two Days. Free Download (Bandcamp) |
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![]() RE:ENACTMENT Kittens. (EP) 2008. 1. Late Nights with Sally and Gerald. 2. Arctic Circle. 3. Death Lives. 4. Thems Burnt Puppies. Free Download (Bandcamp). |
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Sport. BOMB’D Got Phone, Key Card, Phone, Darbs, Friends, Shrooms, gone by noon. Lows. Highs. Lets have it all. Short Arms, Short Stump Arms, Long Sleeves Locked House & No Keys. Now You’re Here, Lets have it all. Why don’t we go away, Avert it all, I’d drown to defer it all. Tried more than once to Burn it all. Keep well away cause whatever you do it won’t make me go ‘we’re fine’. You Lost Your Soul? Can’t have mine. I’ve got the shivers, I’ve got the cold feet & shoulders well before June. You take what you get & all. You want your tickets? Is that so? Put on the blinkers, and rob a bank so you can pay it off. There’s not one part of you that’s hated more. There's not one part of you that makes me go “we're fine” there's not one part of me that's lost my soul... It's mine. SCRAPS For a minute the highs of absolute waterfront views. Two hours later we'd choose to live a humble desert life. Though there's boat loads of cocks lining up for photos. There's ten times more that will stand close, Till they know you're better for it. As good friends we keep it watertight. Don't you worry nobody's gonna live without a bit of loving. Don't you worry nobody's gonna live without, The help coming, Don't you worry the mess we're gonna figure out, We're too cunning. Don't you worry nobody's gonna live without, live without when we're around. No one without a scar ever really got so far. To be heard to tell what you burning for? Give you one dramatic pause. Why's it take a tragedy to show us all there's more. Counting up one two three, all the shit i can see, the box is telling me to pay, i want to give you more, i want to give you more, i just want to give you more. Tell me there's something more than dough from a 3rd party. NINTENDOGS Goodbye, my charm. Bon voyage unflappable. Guten Nacht enjoyment. It was nice enough for you to all drop by, Though to take me with you would be sympathy to an orphan. We could stay, wrapped up in alcoholic east, keep our backs turned to work. Goodbye Leisure, Hasta Luego, for a while. I had your measure, ask why you've got to go? Though I most definately know cause my habits are the best fed, best fed, your habits are best kept dark and stormy. The stories out babe and its the same excuses used to blame. You've mistaken a latch, for an open door. It's one you've tried before. I can see that you're used to scraping barrels, but who would have thought that meant nothing but dabble hung from a jaded tie. FISHERIAN RUNAWAY Bloated. Machismo. Bloated. Machismo. Lacks the Peripheral. Idle Hands. Instinctual. My Blood Runs. Fortissimo. Bloated. Machismo. My Sons Run. Identical. Bloated. Machismo. Passed Down. To Pass Out. TOO MUCH It's not in our best interests to ask those types of questions. It's not in our best interests, hold on to past affections. So let's swim in the shallows we might get along better, with our heads under water. But when it comes to survival this seems more practical. Grin while i'm pushin' 'barrows through lives of lost raffles. Hid behind features tamed by standard issue long shadows. You've got mean sounds. Once we give up and scream for our cages. Mean sounds cause our books are done and i don't fit on the pages. Give me my keys now. There's a nerve that twitches when you lock me all day. My keys now. Cause our books are done and i don't fit on the pages. Mean sounds. Once we give up and scream from our cages. Mean sounds. when we fall asleep to the sound of our rages. We're just cds now. Outdated and skip at all the good parts. Mean sounds. When we fall asleep to the sound of our rages. PROBLEMATIC By Empty you mean full, right? By Empty we're Plenty, Right? By a Fool you mean cool Right? No? OK. By a Fee you mean Free, Right? By a Loan you mean I own, Right? By No you mean Go, Right? No? OK. LET IT GO hey big Georgie. I've got myself a list There's not much in thanks but you get the gist. I've got a few stories, some random clouds of bliss. All that burdening weight i sure won't miss. It's a disease? or a common toil? You're gonna feed from it.. I'm not your pet, i'm not a bit of real estate. Hold on the rope, When my mind will let it go. Feast on a different show. Hold on the rope. And my mind will let it go. With a chipped shoulder and distant foe. Hey big Georgie. I've got myself a list. There's not much in thanks but you get the gist. I've got a few stories. Some random clouds of bliss. But as you can see i've run dry on eloquence. Hold on the rope, And my mind will let it go. Hold on the rope, Why won't you let it go? I'm going to let it go, With a chipped shoulder and distant foe. HIGHER DUTIES You've got a feeling, I've got a curse. Never to settle, better or worse. Up from the ceiling and down from the floor. All's to know - less is never more. Enough of the patience, enough of the tears. Those two accounts to be left in arrears. Owing to the steal of an over room stare, there's nothing to say cause we're well aware. Go match the friction. Go match the hedony. Got nothing to fear and you can give me a medal, there's nothing of shame that i can't get rid of. I might have lost a bit while i'm out on the 'til, my pockets stole from my hand's will. You did a number like a raft and a fin. Whatever it takes yeah we'll fit it in… With nothing to say cause we're well aware. What you getting me into now? TRONIC Crawling up the walls to meet you, to see you, no matter cause i'll wait up. Through the chill of dawn, hollow walls and best ofs. I'll wait up. My blood runs instant coffee. I'll wait up. I've got the moon as a friend, watch the time until it bends. I'll wait up, till you reach. Don't wake up. Keep the stories. keep us. Don't wake up. Keep the stories. keep us. Don't wake up. Keep us all made up, we've got the moon as a friend, watch the time until it bends. Don't wake up. Sip from the bottle the wrong way up. Look at the ground. It's a long way up. |
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