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A Parting Gift
03:24
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Bathed in lights from mistrusted nights we read the stones
That phoned for rights
Bleed, bleed the bones interned in your
Nights and fight, fight, fight the
Sight of his eyes that
Rise from the words she
Said in her dreams
Hopes and schemes
That seemed to mean
So much to me
That seemed to mean
So much to me
Bleeds in soiled sitting rooms
Heats the smoke that leaves too soon
Seeks a sleep that never sees the moon
They leave, we leave, she leaves too soon
The way the made him grow (x4)
And to the heart, he'd never been
And though he'd seen an answer in another's skin
He touched his head to red and green lips that stitched a rune
So she'd rot if she left too
Left too
Soon
I don't even see why you care anymore
Seeing things you couldn't before
Tumble and swim through the flames of your mind and you will find
Your dreams about you scattered on the floor
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Ghost Lens
02:22
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Eyes brimming with intention
In golden arches a past that mentioned
Scattered needles & Soiled shoes
That choose to lose
Any sense of elegance
One step above innocence
But Friends they’d known all their lives
Turn to scribes that write their
Eyes are Brimming with intention
Lost to hate with a mention
Of disappointment lost in lies
Efforts wasted now they disguise
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Burning Nights
03:52
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There's beauty in the houses crumbling in dirt
And the filth in which we live, well, its not undeserved
She sold her heart to him cus she knew her flame was short
But the store practised malpractice and burnt the receipt as a retort
I've never met someone who wanted so instantly to be close
Dropped her whole life to join a squat and to feel morose
And it's in all of us from death to birth
Both sides of the power dynamic need it to feel self worth
He screened her phone calls at 5am
The light of the world had been lost from them
He was just too wrapped up with bedroom scenes
With the age of things and with teenage dreams
Her lips are cold and the line is dead
He's left alone inside his head
Her lips are cold and the line is dead
He's left alone inside his head
They took planes away, but I thought I'd stay to finish my designs
But they'll meet when winter ends and the time descends to decipher another life from the signs
So we fade away from the bedroom lights and the hearts that stay and their petty fights
And board a train in the burning night and find another life
He screened her phone calls at 5am
The light of the world had been lost from them
He was just too wrapped up with bedroom scenes
With the age of things and with teenage dreams
He screened her phone calls at 5am
The light of the world had been lost from them
He was just too wrapped up with bedroom scenes
With the age of things and with teenage dreams
Her lips are cold and the line is dead
He's left alone inside his head
Her lips are cold and the line is dead
No more to say it's all been said
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Brain Dial UK
Brain Dial is a Swansea-based band making indie and alternative music.
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squalor and experience "Two Rooms & A Fire" A 3 track EP of decadent despair.
By J Hale & @daoslies (feat S&V)
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