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A slow song recorded at the arts centre 31/05/05
alternative rock
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An eccentic but modern take on alot of old rock and punk ethics fused into a machine that screams war and love at the same time.
Rid Of Me We’re not selfish, or at least we’re not trying to be .We are the embodiment of awful Or maybe we’re not, you decide We won’t slaughter your family for not enjoying us we love music and you love music we’re all musical lovers and we can rush straight to the intercourse or enjoy the entrée before hand .Opinion’s opinion and we could fantasize about the various stories that connect together the little pieces of this puzzle, But that’d be semantics and we really don’t care for pissy things .We are what we are and no amount of regurgitation of old stories and stereotypes can amount to it .We are the selfless generation, the art generation The generation that picks up the pieces. And aren’t we fucking amused? Rid of Me Gunning people down since 2005.
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Peak #188
Peak in subgenre #60
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Rid Of Me
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Rid Of Me
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June 22, 2005
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MP3 4.4 MB 128 kbps 0:00
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Across the body of water sits her laced hair, A heart asystolic on shoreline my love for slaughter. hey you do you feel diseased? hey you do you smell the sea breeze, Hey you do you at all? Turmoil in iron dress war machine crawling, I'm perfect in baby blue you prised apart my chest. And so the anniversary claws so near through red eyes, My heart is swollen and the road is blind. Do I feel at all?
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