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BODIES GET BORED
Life at the end of a fist
Pucker up and shake it
The parasite
Is as good as its host
The fruit is ripe
Let's dictate its cost
The parasite
Is as good as its host
Our bodies, they get bored
They'll grow new limbs
Just to touch some more, more
Trusting little things
From trunks of cars
Refined sweetnesses
All singled out
For their main parts
The parasite
Is as good as its host
The fruit is ripe
Let's dictate its cost
And everything
gets put together
All the time
All the time
Our bodies, they get bored
They'll grow new limbs
Just to touch some more, more
More, more, more, more
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OUR SPECIAL TOUCH
Where do we go
when the machines
eventually turn off?
For how long
should we wait
before fault line
meets flatline?
Neither too much
Nor a lot, but
This is ours
It's what we've got
Our special touch
Worming its way in
Our special touch
Get used
to see us
in x-ray slides
All light,
no spark
Our special touch
Worming its way in
Our special touch
Neither too much
Nor a lot, but
This is ours
It's what we've got
Our special touch
Worming its way in
Our special touch
Get used
to see us
in x-ray slides
All light,
no spark
Get used
to see us
in x-ray slides
All light,
no spark
'Cause we're not givers,
we're takers
You should know better
Not to seek comfort in strangers
Our special touch
Demanding and gnawing
Our special touch
Get used
to see us
in x-ray slides
All light,
no spark
Get used
to see us
in x-ray slides
All light,
no spark
Our special touch
Our special touch
Worming its way in
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MINIATURE GARDENS
Lower your shoulders
All the way to the ground
It's waiting, just waiting
It's waiting, downtown
Lower your shoulders
All the way to the ground
It's waiting, death's waiting
It's waiting, downtown
Not enough time
Never enough time
Not enough time
Not enough
Enough
Enough
Enough
Lower your shoulders
All the way to the ground
It's waiting, just waiting
It's waiting, downtown
Lower your shoulders
All the way to the ground
It's waiting, death's waiting
It's waiting, downtown
Miniature gardens
Lawn rolls out
Leisure and comfort
Bed doubles as a couch
Miniature gardens
And the lawn rolls out
Leisure and comfort
Bed doubles as a couch
Not enough time
Never enough time
Not enough time
Not enough
Enough
Enough
Will we go there by candlelight?
Will they scrub off our lies?
Will loved ones be waiting?
Or wave us goodbyes?
Goodbye, goodbye
Miniature gardens
Lawn rolls out
Leisure and comfort
Bed doubles as a couch
Miniature gardens
And the lawn rolls out
Leisure and comfort
Bed doubles as a couch
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IT’S CLOSING TIME
It’s closing time
Get back to your coffins
Follow the paper trail
Back to your tomb
Go through the digits
You can close the lid now
We’ll still see you
For what you are
We’ll still see you
For what you are
It’s closing time
Get back to your coffins
What’s left to need
For inherited sins?
An updated mold?
A new melting pot?
Your eyes will adjust
To this new light
Oh, your eyes,
We’ll still see you
For what you are
Your eyes will adjust
To this new light
We’ll still see you
For what you are
Your eyes will adjust
To this new light
We’ll still see you
Get back to your coffins
Did you read the fine print
We sent you this memo
Our calculated approach
Based on: collective grief
This is not hot shit, sincerely:
Your latest market group
Sold on kindness as a pose
Almost certain…
Your eyes will adjust
To this new light
Oh, your eyes,
We’ll still see you
For what you are
Your eyes will adjust
To this new light
We’ll still see you
For what you are
Your eyes will adjust
To this new light
We’ll still see you
It’s closing time
Get back to your coffins
It’s closing time
Get back to your coffins
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5. |
Nights Come Alive
03:51
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NIGHTS COME ALIVE
Grow up to be
thieves
To be liars
In an adult world
Burnouts
and enablers
In an adult world
To be
more fuel
for the fire
more bones
for the pyre
To be
Grow up to be
thieves
To be liars
In an adult world
Burnouts
and enablers
wear those ashes
for when
nights come alive
play dress-up
for the shadows
flesh up from dirt
Strap the pig
onto the scaffold
now tighten thospecse knots
These nights give birth
To new days dawning
Split this skull
and split this view
Split this mouth
To see something pure
Split this skull
and split this view
Split this mouth
To see something pure
For when nights
Come alive
nights come alive
shadows
in your comfort zone
nights come alive
Nights come alive
Split this skull
and split this view
Split this mouth
To see something pure
Split this skull
and split this view
Split this mouth
To see something pure
For when nights
Come alive
nights come alive
shadows
in your comfort zone
nights come alive
This place ain’t no seventh wonder
It drags and pulls us under
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6. |
Breathtaker
03:04
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BREATHTAKER
Let’s cull the cul-de-sac
These icons of glory
All our dreams of hope
we’re just stories
and our fear as faith
shared in on the hoax
to lessen the vex
breathtaker
next in line
stars aligned
breathtaker
next in line
stars aligned
our turn is up
if you lost the plot
I can tell you
right now:
It’s coming
our turn is up
it was part
of the scheme
mapped out
without you
it’s coming
our turn is up
breathtaker
next in line
stars aligned
breathtaker
next in line
stars aligned
breathtaker
next in line
stars aligned
breathtaker
born to be
next in line
breathtaker
sleep on tight
our turn is up
bedbugs bite
our turn is up
breathtaker
next in line
stars aligned
breathtaker
next in line
stars aligned
breathtaker
next in line
stars aligned
breathtaker
born to be
next in line
breathtaker
breathtaker
breathtaker
breathtaker
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DEAD DON’T CARE
You can carry
a world on your shoulders
bear burdens
heavier than boulders
And you can channel
Tears from each border
You can carry
the world on your shoulders
You can take it all in
You can have it your way
You can wash your wounds
With tears of self-pity
Goodbye grief,
And goodbye sorrow
Looking forward
To no tomorrows
And all I know,
is that these burial mounds
are here to stay
and that the dead,
they don’t care
they’re just gone
they’re not here
the dead
they don’t care
Descend to ascend
Vessels gone
Devoid of shame
Lifted from sin
Goodbye grief,
And goodbye sorrow
Looking forward
To no tomorrows
And all I know,
is that these burial mounds
are here to stay
and that the dead,
they don’t care
And all I know,
is that these burial mounds
are here to stay
and that the dead,
they don’t care
they’re just gone
they’re not here
the dead
they don’t care
they’re just gone
they’re not here
the dead
they don’t care
they’re just gone
they’re not here
the dead
they don’t care
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MS. MISANTHROPY
All this misanthropy
Did you miss it?
Did you miss it?
Oh miss misanthropy
Did you miss it?
Did you miss it?
Haven't got your fill?
We can see
You're already lost
But! What's in its belly
Will be on our plates
With pleasant cheering
These shards of blues
Are shattering inbetweens and demons
That we keep in check for truth
Got enough cynics
To go around
We can name each poison
Before it leaves a mouth
And all these white walls serve
In a sanitated room
Where a grief merchant
Monitors our screens
These shards of blues
Are shattering inbetweens and demons
That we keep in check for truth
These shards of blues
Are shattering inbetweens and demons
That we keep to stay in line
Get in line
Get in line
Why don’t you
Get in line
Why won’t you
Get in line
Get in line
Why won’t you
Get in line
All the zeroes gotta stick together
All the losers, we belong together
All us failures gotta stick together
Together, forever
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CARRY OR CRUSH
(Choose your saviour)
(Just say it's over)
(Just... choose your saviour)
(Now say it's over)
This will carry
Or crush us
None of this
Was truly real
Will it carry
Or crush us?
We were never
Even here
(Choose your saviour)
(Just say it's over)
(Just... choose your saviour)
(Now say it's over)
What does it take
To bow out
Gracefully
Gracefully
What does it take
To bow out
Gracefully
Gracefully
Gracefully
Gracefully
Gracefully
(Grace)
What does it take?
Gracefully
Gracefully
Gracefully
(Grace)
What does it take?
A speckle
Of stardust
The thorn
In one’s side
A speckle
Of stardust
The thorn
In one’s side
This will carry
Or crush us
(None of this
Was truly real)
Will it carry
Or crush us?
(We were never
Even here)
This will carry
Or crush us
Will it carry
Or crush us?
(Choose your saviour)
(Just say it's over)
(Just... choose your saviour)
(Now say it's over)
(Burnt offerings)
We're already
Half God
Can't you see
Can't you see
We're already
Half God
Can't you see
Can't you see
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10. |
Let's be Nothing
06:34
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LET'S BE NOTHING
always
get out on top
on top of it now
on top of it all
on top of me
on top of you
always
Streetlight filters
Through grimy windows
Now see us get off
All devils in details
Bloated in a hollow
and the moon is full
every night
and the moon is full
every night
and the moon is full
every night
and the moon is full
every night
as we go headfirst
Down stairs
Oh, we go head first
Downstairs
so come on
so come along
Let’s be nothing
so come alone
let’s be nothing
(nothing, nothing, nothing)
to be nothing
let’s be nothing
to be no thing
(nothing, nothing, nothing)
so come on
Streetlight filters
Through grimy windows
Now see us get off
All devils in details
Floating in a hollow
and the moon is full (Ronny)
every night
yeah, the moon is full
every night
as we go headfirst
Down stairs
we go head first
Downstairs
We go head first
let’s be nothing
to be nothing
let’s be nothing
(nothing, nothing, nothing)
to be no thing
let’s be nothing
to be no thing
so come on
(nothing, nothing, nothing)
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Damokles Oslo, Norway
DAMOKLES, from Oslo, Norway, was founded late 2019, and has since its inception had a manic songwriting energy. Main inspirations stem from emotional 90s post-hardcore and related indie rock, mixed with dystopian 80s post-punk. Ferocious intensity, equal focus on toxic hooks and creative madness. DAMOKLES: Kristian Liljan, Ronny Flissundet, Gøran Karlsvik, Fredrik Ryberg, Jonatan Eikum. ... more
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