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Liar
03:05
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Disregarded feelings
I made a mess
Mind's in pieces
Stand up- I guess, I guess
From far away
I make the same mistakes
I can't go on as a liar
Moonlight with shame
Shadow dance for blame
Break down your joy and admiration
Become the local clown again
From far away
I make the same mistakes
I can't go on as a liar
I'll break away from sickness and retrace
I can't go on as a liar
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2. |
Room
04:23
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If you are pointing me in opposite directions
How best to know if there's a pop-up soul inspection?
Our beliefs are mounting steady like a crystal in the sky
But they blow up like confetti as we sing this lullaby- we sing
How will I ever leave my room?
Send a postcard to the mailbox to my room
It isn't scripture- If it happens, It's on purpose
The bigger hand it wants to know just what you purchased
As we viciously take part in all the making of the cases
Well, it's always beneficial to go on to better places
How will I ever leave my room?
Now send a postcard to the mailbox to my room
Little me is so bored
Older me is so so soar
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3. |
The Low
04:40
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Expound your sounds
I know that you can do it
Spell out, Spell out
Familiar with the ruin
All the lights go dim
And you feel the pressure
That's the sound of the big mistake
Coming back again
Where did all the love go?
I ate it up again
Never should have ate my tongue
And spit it out again
I can see the trees and the bloody apron
Hear the sounds of the mob with the guns
Calling out my name
I can hear the fleet
See their angry faces
Undeniably the source of the spark
That put the house in flames
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4. |
Deflate
05:24
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Disgraced
Deflated and sporadic
Flailing to the wall
An imposter that we call
To address the better plans
Living life of lower lands
Who once tightly held your hand
Now is singing with the damned
And left you in sinking sand
I never let you have it - no
I never let you have it
Have it all after all of this
Disgraced
Deflated and sporadic
Flailing to the wall
An imposter that we call
To address the better man
Living life of lower lands
Who once tightly held your hand
Now is singing with the damned
And left you in sinking sand
I never let you have it - no
I never let you have it
Have it all after all of this
it ain't far
No more of my tricks
Have it all after all of this
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5. |
The Speaker
05:19
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Goddamn the speaker
For all the stories told
It's growing old
He knows
He knows
Give in to fear
Relinquish out your love
Get in the mud
He knows
He knows
Witness the greatest
Magician you have known
He stole the show
We know
We know
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6. |
Screen Slave
03:07
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Screen Slave
Really hope the people watching my moves
Bad way
Really hope the people really like me, its true
Sad day
Buried in a trending hollow vacuum
Screen slave
Sucking on the bottle that they gave you
Changed me
Show you only what I like to show you
Fixing your mind with some ideas like some old glue
Sad day
Buried in a trending hollow vacuum
Screen slave
Sucking on the bottle that they gave you
Do they like it?
Can I show it off today?
Do you remember walks or talking face to face?
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7. |
Cabin Fever
04:36
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Wake up where every way
Everyday is the same
No surprise
Got it all
Got it figured out in my song
Have you been?
And the one
got the sins and the guns
Take a rest
Take a bow
Because it's coming down somehow
Desperate to be the man you wanted
Hoping you'll be..
Complain is to gain
All the powers and blood stain
In the walk
In the waltz
In the dance - got your fault
If you wanna feel like this
If you wanna dance
Wanna cry
Wanna tell me big boy why
You got your guns
Got your mind
But I still feel like crying
Desperate to be the man you wanted
Lost out at sea until tomorrow
Hoping to be the man you wanted
Lost out at sea
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8. |
Distance
04:38
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Pictures on your walls
Your memory behind bars
Thinking of the calls
That I got before the fall
So distant now
Your face
We're sinking with the sun
Her embrace
Memories on the run
When you finally find your guns
Thinking of the day
That I had to break away
So distant now
Your face
We're sinking with the sun
Her embrace
Pictures on your walls
Your face
Pictures on your walls
This place
So distant now
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Night
02:26
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Everyday it gets stranger
Because the times before are still only yesterday
Finding the way to the anger
The cold and bitter cannot keep my heart in the shade
And we played our songs
Oh, that was fun
But it's time to go
I left my love at the show in the night
On certain days, I can recall
Your smiling face and the shadows on your walls
In certain ways, you were so tall
But I never knew how to love at all
And we played our songs
Oh, that was fun
But it's time to go
I left my love at the show in the night
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Garett Hatch Athens, Georgia
Garett Hatch is an Athens GA based singer-songwriter. Born in Miami FL, Hatch traveled the East Coast before arriving in
Athens where he fronted the family band
"Mother The Car" and toured as bass player for Garage Rock trio "Nate & The Nightmares".
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