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SubZero
03:47
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Wake up, hitting low, something's just wrong with my soul again.
Seeing black, seeing blue, don't know what I can do.
You say yes, I say no, cold and broke is what I'm use to.
Hit me up, no more down, break me out of your cold, cold spell.
Break me out, break me out.
You just left me trapped in subzero.
You just left me trapped in subzero.
Waste away, simple time, think about what you can do.
Think of something far from love, it's the only way to break through.
Break me out, break me out.
You just left me trapped in subzero.
You just left me trapped in subzero.
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Wild Bad Moon
04:18
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Feeling the change inside your blood again.
The lunar rage erupts your darkest sins.
Wasting light, brings out apocalyptic sights.
Evolution has come.
Panic on the street from the wild bad moon.
Barking from the grim, grim wild bad moon.
Panic on the street from the wild bad moon.
Barking from the grim, grim wild bad moon.
Shadows of the wolf reclaim their birthright again.
Society falls from the panic rage fears.
Transmission falls, the howls win for all.
Shatter the radio cause it's dead.
Panic on the street from the wild bad moon.
Barking from the grim, grim wild bad moon.
Panic on the street from the wild bad moon.
Barking from the grim, grim wild bad moon.
Keep your hope to live.
Keep your hope to live.
Panic on the street from the wild bad moon.
Barking from the grim, grim wild bad moon.
Panic on the street from the wild bad moon.
Barking from the grim, grim wild bad moon.
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Pipe Dreams
03:26
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Wonders to see, dancing in lights.
The way that she's shown, her hair so bright.
Lost in your way, sounds from the night.
Dreaming her there, holding on time.
I know you're not real.
Just little pipe dreams again.
Remember that face, remember that face.
Just little pipe dreams again.
Remember that face, remember that face.
Numb in the brain, wasted all the time.
Waking up in a fragile state of mind.
Black and blue, red velvet relax.
Seeing you, close to you, causes a heart attack.
I know you're not real.
Just little pipe dreams again.
Remember that face, remember that face.
Just little pipe dreams again.
Remember that face, remember that face.
I know you're not real.
Just little pipe dreams again.
Remember that face, remember that face.
Just little pipe dreams again.
Remember that face, remember that face.
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Hellblazer
05:55
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I feel my tongue bleed over every time I had to hold it down.
Bite it still it's crimson waters down out the freedom taste upon my tongue.
Yo dull the spark within my brain, this I was taught to do.
So afraid that the spark can start a fire.
Cut it short because they like the dark.
What a sad reflection of the times.
But the time has come for that time to die.
They'll cut themselves on the trying to tear down these wings they tried to cut short.
They say I dance with the devil.
That I have a one way ticket to hell.
But I know I'd rather die a sinner.
Then never shoot to be a winner.
And now? I guess only time will tell.
Break my bones, no more love.
Talked wasted, bad and evil lore.
Left frozen and scarred, daydream lost.
Seeing clear who left the mark.
I don't care of course.
No more caring what they think.
Watch me walk away.
Embers flare as I grin.
Mark of the hellblazer.
On and on dominos falls.
The good inside has rotted and gone.
Wasted time on you undone.
Woke me up to who has a heart.
I don't care of course.
No more caring what they think.
Watch me walk away.
Embers flare as I grin.
Mark of the hellblazer.
So you say that you're different from them.
Hate to say but I don't care anyway.
No more caring what they think.
Watch me walk away.
Embers flare as I grin.
Mark of the hellblazer.
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Tony Lio Pennington, New Jersey
Singer-songwriter from Pennington, New Jersey who specializes in the genres of alternative rock, proto-punk and indie rock.
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