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Ceremonial Pet Show
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Pretty, dark melody discussing the mental abuse many relationships endure.
rock acoustic garage gothic
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A one man side show of moody acoustic rock. Dan Hoffman plays live drums on the most recent release "Before we pass.." 2011.
Fur Parlor is an acoustic based project thats warm on the outside yet frigid from within. Mumbling thoughts escaping through melody and moodswings, violence and grace, salty and sweet...pleasure and pain. Wrap up for a journey into the morgue of my mind.
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Genre
Acoustic • Acoustic Rock
Charts
Peak #276
Peak in subgenre #43
Author
Matt Hitt
Rights
2007
Uploaded
June 03, 2007
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MP3 4.1 MB • 128 kbps • 4:27
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CEREMONIAL PET SHOW All the gray that shades the view…small holes of doubt push through My hands still black from bruises…little fists that carry you… All gone is why we stayed…true colors now lose they’re shade Our hands still red with love now squeeze the chest convenience made… All the paths that show escape…all passion now lost to faith These hands of matrimony taste of tales your words now show me… But we continue…Don’t waste your time…what was once yours is now mine I’m the judgment of the crack in your spineless crusade And who’d of thought we’d of brought what you left behind… Don’t trap what cant be caught…fine furs are wrapped and taught Through please and thank you’s, do’s and don’t’s wont tame the beast you’ve bought… Your little girls raised to feed…my little boys born to breed These consequences building fences broken by stampedes… And never shall love salute…all the pain that hearts pollute This candy coated mall borne fixture Hallmark entity… But we continue…Don’t waste your time… what was once yours is now mine I’m the judgment of the crack in your spineless crusade And who’d of thought we’d of brought what you left behind… Don’t waste your time…what seems so simple might be lost on the ride Im the painless accusation of your timeless crusade And who’s of thought we’d of brought what you tried to hide… For every stone there turns a fable…with golden locks of hair Still alone we set the table…with candles melting words we shared Now we graze the fields of mourning…bloated from what wont let go Im ashamed and full of stories…We water dirt where grass wont grow… I fought for her as best of show… Do animals love what we don’t know? So we continue… Don’t waste your time… what was once yours is now mine I’m the judgment of the crack in your spineless crusade And who’d of thought we’d of brought what you left behind… Don’t waste your time…what seems so simple might be lost on the ride Im the painless accusation of your timeless crusade And who’s of thought we’d of brought what you tried to hide…
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