1. |
In Silence
02:48
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He shot the boy who used to run around
Shutting off the TV when it's loud.
They're all so blinded
We're up all night it's funny you're alive.
And with this silence
(This I know)
We waste through science
(We'll let it go)
And with this silence
(This I know)
We waste through silence.
Kick-start the riot, pick up off the ground.
Tailing off on tangents so unknown.
They're all so conceited
And we'll never believe it.
And with this silence
(This I know)
We waste through science
(We'll let it go)
And with this silence
(This I know)
We waste through silence.
And it's funny you're alive.
We'll do the best we can
To correct the wrong
Forgotten tones
Will flood the night.
And with this silence
(This I know)
We waste through science
(We'll let it go)
And with this silence
(This I know)
We waste through silence.
And it's funny you're alive.
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2. |
Subtle Play
05:18
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Wait all day
Wait all day
Feel, feel okay
Feel, feel okay
Oh what can I do to you?
Oh what can I do to you?
I don't think I can do this anymore.
I don't think I can help you anymore.
Subtle play,
We'll beat up on the world
We'll beat up on the world
We'll beat up all the world.
Suddenly -
She's on top of the world
He's on top of the world
We'll beat up all the world.
Oh my days are few and ending
When it's cold I know I'm breaking up,
With anything I want to be
We pray for everything
We only care for one thing, one thing.
Oh what can I do to you?
Oh what can I do to you?
I don't think I can do this anymore.
I don't think I can help you anymore.
Subtle play,
We'll beat up on the world
We'll beat up on the world
We'll beat up all the world.
Suddenly -
She's on top of the world
He's on top of the world
We'll beat up all the world.
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3. |
So They Say
03:27
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(SBV)
So, so they say
there's an easier way
to play.
So, so they say
there's an easier way
to play.
It's absolutely terrifying
To see these people in such misery
A hit to the head.
A hit to the floor.
(MF)
Feeling comfortable
You reconcile your faults,
Not being you at all
Filling in the holes.
When you're done suffering
You can call me up again
And I know it may sting
Just to hear it ring.
(SBV)
So, while we lay
In trusted features
The crumbs beneath us
Will fuse to make amends
No one can hear us
You're on your own.
It's absolutely terrifying
To see these people in such misery
A hit to the head
A hit to the floor.
No one can hear us now.
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4. |
Soft Dispute
03:28
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We watched the tides go by
So quickly our hearts dip beneath the summer's end.
The two of them walk on by
Soon to stumble into our fallen city's hands.
Soft dispute, lonely noose
Honest start, blissful youth.
Crush the needle it's not a point of desperation.
Pondering this future line by line.
Why both of them I don't know why.
Sheer crumbling amidst our fallen city's hands.
Soft dispute, lonely noose
Honest start, blissful youth.
We all say, yeah.
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5. |
I'll See You Again
03:33
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Move
or choose
another way.
Lose
the truth
for one more day.
There is no way out
other than where you came
and there is no doubt
that I'm the same.
You're talking a mile a minute.
You're talking a mile a minute now
that you know how.
First you didn't now you picked it.
You little shit you're in it now.
You're just not allowed.
There is no way out
other than where you came
and there is no doubt
that I'm the same.
I'll see you again.
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6. |
Physical Sound
01:25
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Young and troubled
Call your friends
They've been asking
For you again
Use your senses
That's all you got
Live inside your head
You'll only rot.
Not feelin' right
No hope for ground.
Take a hit, trip, beat, feel: physical sound.
Physical sound.
I got my physical sound.
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7. |
I Care (If You Care)
02:18
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Sitting stoned on my old couch
That I've known since I was ten.
It's in a different place than it was then
I'm in a different place than I was then.
Forget to call 'till it's too late
Tell my mom I'll see her soon,
We pick a time and a place
A different sign a different date.
Sometimes I let myself go
Sometimes I forget to let someone know
That
I care,
Yes I care
Yes I do
If you care I care
Yes I do.
I know I'm lost and it shows
I know I never have clean clothes
But how can I expect to evolve
When I don't want something to be part of?
It's not me and it's not you
It's just the need for something new
But I know that I'll always look to the past
Cause I'll be assured that it will last.
Sometimes I let myself go
Sometimes I forget to let someone know
That
I care,
Yes I care
Yes I do
If you care I care
Yes I do.
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8. |
Staying Up All Night
03:47
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(MF)
When I feel your touch
It's receding into the back
The back of my head.
When it's a bit too much
It may seem like I'm leaving
But I'm just wasting my time.
Aah.
(SBV)
Staying up all night
When I know it's right
Sometimes it's not right.
When it's a bit too much
You hesitate too much
Don't hesitate too much.
Aah.
On my own isn't so bad
I'm here beside a dream
Fallen not forgotten
When I feel your touch
When I feel your touch
When I feel your touch.
MF: Staying home isn't so bad
SBV: (Staying up all night)
MF: Like living in a dream
SBV: (When I know it's right)
MF: Listening too often
SBV: (Fallen not forgotten)
MF: You're staying up all night
SBV: (When I feel your touch)
MF: Staying up all night
SBV: (When I feel your touch)
MF: Staying up all night
SBV: (Staying up all night)
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9. |
Deep Space
04:04
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Deep space
Fuck,
Dishonest we are.
It all starts
With a point of view.
Turn it up
I feel no pain
Sink our hearts
Into something new.
Choose to live this way
But only I can be in a better place
Tough luck it's over
Yeah, it's true, in a way.
Sign me up
It's closure
Live life to the fullest
Until you die.
We'll I've never seen better days
Than when I'm with them all
Best of luck we're older
Yeah, it's true, in a way.
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10. |
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(MF)
It's wasting away
But make no mistake
It won't be coming back again.
I'm searching for a phrase,
Been pacing round for days
Nothing seems to take its place.
What am I supposed to do
To fit myself right into the groove
And I have nothing to prove.
We all say
We all say
Some things that aren't too smooth.
(SBV)
All I wanna do
Is laugh and talk to you
You speak to me in waves
That I can't understand
But time will only tell us
That all we fucking care about
That all we fucking care about
Is something that isn't there.
We all say
We all say
Some things that aren't too smooth
We all say
We all say
Some things that aren't too smooth.
(SBV)
Take away this positive omission
From fantasy's earthquake
It won't ever be the same
As it used to be
As it always seemed
Like yesterday.
Days confuse our time and space
It will feel like you're going insane
Like pure socio-fame.
(Feel like you're going insane)
Bodies ache from a physical stature
A basement feeling towards the anticipated rapture
It's all so in pain
Wait for a glimpse to dream for the end.
I'm ready to go now
We're ready to go
So say it ain't so
We'll say it's all so-so.
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The Folk Guelph, Ontario
Independent psych/rock/fuckpop from Guelph, ON.
The Folk are Emmalia Bortolon-Vettor, Sarafina Bortolon-Vettor, Mark Ferrari, Liam Magahay, Alex Howard and Rigel Rozanski.
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