1. |
My Mutha
03:48
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If you're on your own path trucking,
Got nothing to sell.
Fists are up, bloody pulp-made prison,
New vision of hell.
And the talk, that you spoke so softly,
Repeats, on & on & on & on.
Lovely care, but beware of the future,
It haunts me still.
When the moon breaks, I will walk,
in the steps, my mother taught.
When the light fades, I can't wait,
to escape, to the promised land.
Sneaking wolf found a loaded weapon,
Was it worth this to stay?
You know, that I'm finding my vision,
Screaming out, sloppy seconds what they say.
My mother, she was good to me,
This is why I'm this way.
I am good, at reality, checking it.
Stick it like a knife there,
deep in your head, deep in your head
When the moon breaks, I will walk,
in the steps, my mother taught.
When the light fades, I can't wait,
to escape, to the promised land.
Til you first came along, you look at this.
You gone, work yourself to the bone.
‘Cause you know, you don't know what you want,
You've come, to step on my bridge.
And the walk, that you talk, soft header,
You got the breaks.
This is a new, future present-tense,
Nothing better, that's what they say…
That’s what they say.
When the moon breaks, I will walk,
in the steps, my mother taught.
When the light fades, I can't wait,
to escape, to the promised land.
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2. |
Hideaway
03:46
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This debut,
Ductape Halo’s back.
Feeling so special. Attack.
Wouldn’t know your name,
you travel the world,
but you know how to fix it.
No one knows you best,
as your mother did.
What you got to hide?
What you got inside?
What you got inside?
What you got to hide, in your little hideaway,
Where I go to hide...
It’s where I hide. It’s where I hide.
Little hideaway.
And this ancient haze, it might deliver.
Confess the words and feel a shiver,
In the low and glowing tender.
December’s right around the corner,
and death is already upon us.
Dark and lonely mountain,
The girls will play. So far away.
What you got inside?
What you got inside?
What you got to hide, in your little hideaway,
Where I go to hide...
It’s where I hide. It’s where I hide.
Little hideaway.
Know the score, know you do.
Know it's passion, know it’s passion.
Despite what you gonna believe,
I am a hurricane.
What you got to hide?
What you got inside?
What you got inside?
What you got to hide, in your little hideaway,
Where I go to hide…
Where I hide.
It’s where I hide, where I hide.
What you got to, what you got to hide?
Little hideaway.
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3. |
Silk of the Snow
02:56
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No one can say,
I don't want you to go,
In some other cover,
In the silk of the snow,
In the silk of the snow,
In the snow...
The will to smile,
I can't control,
What comes out at night.
I realize you're right,
I lay awake at night.
I really need you,
The deal is,
in the snow we move.
Got a filthy grin,
It's the same inside,
In some other cover,
In the silk of the snow,
In the silk of the snow,
In the snow...
Why don't you,
Meet me in the park?
The wind is whipping lusting trees,
A chill to your lips.
Still frozen taste,
You still manage to,
take my breath away.
Got a filthy grin,
It's the same inside,
In some other cover,
In the silk of the snow,
In the silk of the snow,
In the snow...
I would try, to live in the snow,
and to stop time...
To stop time. Time.
No one can say,
I don't want you to go,
In some other cover,
In the silk of the snow,
In the silk of the snow,
In the silk of the snow,
In the silk of the snow,
In the snow... yeah
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4. |
Death Warrant
03:44
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Go out for a walk,
for a walk in the park.
You're sure this is over,
you know this is over any night.
Two of you propose,
this all the woman that you can.
So show the world that you carry,
that you make it for another man.
And the look on your face!
Can't you see what I'm saying?
And it's all out of place,
got you all in my face,
You stabbed me in the back,
now I'm paying for it.
All because I cut you deep…
You signed my Death Warrant!
You signed my Death Warrant!
This over when you say it’s over,
what’s your safe word?
The bitches are out,
they’re just waiting for cover.
It’s raining ball of fire,
and there’s angels of death on my doorstep.
You go through a do-or-die relationship,
don't pass the test.
And the look on your face!
Can't you see what I'm saying?
And it's all out of place,
got you all in my face,
You stabbed me in the back,
now I am paying for it.
All because I cut you deep…
You signed my Death Warrant!
You signed my Death Warrant!
You signed my Death Warrant!
Disorder, Don’t ever let me get this down.
Disorder, get this down. Get this down.
And the look on your face!
Can't you see what I'm saying?
And it's all out of place,
got you all in my face,
You stabbed me in the back,
now I'm paying for it.
All because I cut you deep…
You signed my Death Warrant!
You signed my Death Warrant!
You signed my Death Warrant!
You signed my Death Warrant!
Disorder!
Disorder!
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5. |
Amongst The Dead
02:47
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Got to wake up in the morning,
Tell me what to say,
Go to work like a cowboy,
Come out and forget the rest.
Living amongst the dead,
I take my chances.
Zombie with briefcase in hand.
What's the difference?
Living amongst the dead,
You're alive but can't find your head.
Find your head....
That's what you said...
Try to reach out to someone,
Want to feel the warmth of your breath,
I try to connect with somebody,
But I just don’t see, just don’t see how I can.
Living amongst the dead,
I take my chances.
Zombie with briefcase in hand.
What's the difference?
Living amongst the dead,
You're alive but can't find your head.
Find your head....
That's what you said...
First in line, at the DMV line.
Choosing all the wrong pieces,
to create a successful existence.
Wanting, choosing, neglecting, but soothing.
I like it, too much. But where are the people I love so much...
Living amongst the dead,
I take my chances.
Zombie with briefcase in hand.
What's the difference?
Living amongst the dead,
You're alive but can't find your head.
Find your head....
That's what you said...
That's what you said...
That's what you said.
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6. |
Auto-Limiter
03:06
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Auto Limiter...
Less communication, more chance to engage,
Cut it down to orders, like to turn the page,
Stay at home, like day into night,
When you go to leave, I start to feel alright.
Auto Limiter,
Down to the second.
Auto Limiter, I forgot to mention.
What’s it take to speak softly?
It's wrong to ignore me.
Facing in, to the evening winter’s air.
Style up for the family, keep up with our story,
You ought to limit her.
Manipulate the sensation.
Hold onto a wish.
Waste some thoughts on things that don’t exist.
Master class-do not shout,
Say things legit.
If you don't believe me, you can taste it on my lips.
Auto Limiter,
Down to the second.
Auto Limiter, I forgot to mention.
Whoa yeah!
Alright, Oh yeah,
What you gonna do with her tonight?
Oh yeah, Oh yeah, my-my-my,
Who's it gonna be,
that's gonna be loving you?
Loving you?
Auto Limiter,
Down to the second.
Auto Limiter, I forgot to mention.
Auto Limiter, i forgot to mention
I forgot.
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7. |
Mistakes
03:15
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For a pretty girl, I will sacrifice,
My will upon the plans,
that I will devise.
Blind wish for survival,
The denial of which,
that will put me on trial.
Every time I try to make it nice,
My timing is wrong,
but intentions are right.
Giving up and laughing in the end,
Wish we could have stayed,
just a little more than friends.
You just bottled it up.
Then you smiled and told us we were good.
I gave you mostly what you want.
Then you told me, it isn’t enough.
Any time, mistakes are made,
You take it out on me,
and then you take it to the grave.
I said that...
Any time, mistakes take place,
You run away to hide from it,
you find another space…
You find another place.
When I think about your joyful smile,
It takes a moment to remember.
The way you were happy sometimes,
When you were entering into my mind.
Worst thing we could say, is...
We neglected the loving way.
Requesting a longing for being,
Next to your warmth, it kills me to feel it.
When it’s over I will say,
You took the easy way, okay.
Return to the things you know,
Just remember... it’s never your fault.
Any time, mistakes are made,
You take it out on me,
and then you take it to the grave.
I said that...
Any time, mistakes take place,
You run away to hide from it,
you find another place.
Any time mistakes are made...
Any time mistakes are made...
Any time mistakes are made,
Any time mistakes take place,
Any time mistakes take place,
Any time mistakes are...
Any time, mistakes are made,
You take it out on me,
and then you take it to the grave.
I said that...
Any time, mistakes take place,
You run away to hide from it,
you find another place.
Run away to hide from it,
you find another space,
Run away to hide from it,
you find another place,
Run away, run away,
Run away, run away,
Run away, run away,
Run away...
You got no place to hide.
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8. |
Poetry and Prison
03:20
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Breaking down barriers,
I walk the line.
Breaking bread,
Breaking through buildings,
Detrimental lines.
Prisons and poetry, they’ll
meet you down the porch.
Rangers filled with reason,
they'll show you to the door.
Oh they've risen, but
Who will listen?
It's poetry and prison for you.
Whistles blowing,
The debt that they're owing.
Poetry and prison,
Poetry and prison for you.
Going down,
meet the simple sinners,
They know how to really get it down.
The prayers of artists have risen,
They gotta bring a woman,
let them down.
How can you not like
the honky tonk prison?
Got chickens and banjos.
Like being outdoors,
in the mushroom visions.
Looks like I'll never make it home.
Oh they've risen, but
Who will listen?
It's poetry and prison for you.
Whistles blowing,
The debt that they're owing.
Poetry and prison,
Poetry and prison for you.
For you...
For you...
Don't bring me down,
don't bring me down,
don't bring me down.
Don’t bring me!
Don’t bring me!
Don't bring me down, down, down.
Cause I'm the real deal
and I'm gonna make you,
Drink bourbon on the bar.
If you leave me,
you'll never be more sorry.
Everything’s crisis now.
Oh they've risen, but
Who will listen?
It's poetry and prison for you.
Whistles blowing,
The debt that they're owing.
Poetry and prison,
Poetry and prison.
Poetry and prison.
Poetry and prison.
Poetry and prison.
Poetry and prison.
For you! For you!
For you... For you...
For you...
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9. |
Step High
02:45
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Made my way to paradise,
Worked my way through pain.
Finished with my innocence,
Got no one to blame.
Looking for salvation,
Starving for a taste.
Hoping for a second chance,
That I'd have to waste.
But I know, it's not too late,
No matter what they say.
I think that it's me, set me free.
Step High.
Step High.
Begging for forgiveness,
Talking to the wall.
Tell my family back in Jersey
that I'm waiting for the call.
Mystery surrounds them,
Inspiration’s waning thin.
Found my voice among the ashes
of a vicious bloody end.
But I know, it's not too late,
No matter what they say.
I think that it's me, set me free.
Step High.
Step High.
This is what I want, Step High!
Screaming from the top, Step High!
Bleeding on the Cross, Step High!
Pleading to God, Step High!
Step High... Step High.
Step High... Step High. oh. oh.
Step High... Step High.
Step High... Step High....
But I know, it's not too late,
No matter what they say.
I think that it's me, set me free.
Set me free, set me free...
Step High
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10. |
Anything You Got
03:24
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Tell me what to do,
I been waiting for you,
Got me all tangled up, now
Give me something to hold,
Even if it’s old.
I’ll take anything, anything... oh
Wait... it out.
I’ll take anything,
you’re offering me baby.
My need, is close by my heart.
To live in silence,
the heavens above,
They’re watching down on us.
I’ll take anything,
Anything you got.
Anything you got.
Right now I need a miracle.
Right now I’m yielding love.
And even if I never, said my piece,
at least directly in your face.
I’ll take anything,
Anything you got.
Anything you got.
Anything you got.
I’ll take anything you got.
Anything….
Anything…..
I’ll take anything.
Anything you got.
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Ductape Halo Brooklyn, New York
I play fast acoustic guitar, belting out powerful vocals, with songs about internal struggle and redemption from the depths of my soul. I’m good with that.
Indie Rock / Blues
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