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A Glimpse of the Whites
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“Grunge was supposed to be dead long ago. But out of the wreckage comes its long forgotten offspring in the band “Teardrop”. No, they don’t dress in plaid, cut offs, ripped jeans and boots. Nor do they sport, wavy shoulder length hair and bandannas. But in their barrages of sound, where the quiet somehow fuses with the loud, you’ll find a certain somber melancholy that has become an almost forgotten art, lost in the past when music was mostly poetic, sincere and honest.”
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Genre
Rock Rock General
Charts
Peak #129
Peak in subgenre #43
Author
r. mercado & c. carballo
Rights
tdropmusic
Uploaded
April 05, 2006
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MP3 5.1 MB 128 kbps 5:35
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A Glimpse of the Whites Bite into my fire It’s hotter than your day One day I’ll expire like the others led astray She’s latched on to another Pitiful as you One day he’ll discover he’s been fed on just like you And she’s wrapped so beautiful And she smiles so innocent And you’re bleeding pitiful And you’re soaked so desperate Take it outside I will not expire (tonight) A glimpse of the whites (of my eyes) And still they lie Lean into her fire She’s all dressed up for you A picture of desire You have nothing left to lose She’s latched on to another Pitiful as you One day he’ll discover he’s been leached on just like you And she’s wrapped so beautiful And she smiles so innocent And you’re bleeding pitiful And you’re soaked so desperate Take it outside I will not expire (tonight) A glimpse of the whites (of my eyes) And still they lie So go. Let her at your throat Let her eat your soul Fulfill the prophecies Listen You imbecile child She’s playing your mind A thousand promises
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