1. |
Looking For North
03:54
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There's a gate open tonight
but it closes in an hour so I'm missing that flight,
I guess I'm mostly just circling around
caught a little bit of air and a bit too much ground
Well I'm that girl you saw pacing in the halls
laughing through the panic, leaning up against the walls
I'm alright,
pushing through just fine,
spinnin round all day and staying up all night
looking for north, never owned a map before,
I'll be alright
sometime.
I'm wearing my summer uniform
dark circles, gray hair and denim shorts,
I'm mostly just tumbling down
looking at the sky but laying on the ground
Well I'm that girl you saw pacing in the halls
laughing through the nightmare
leaning up against the walls
I'm alright,
pushing through just fine,
spinnin round all day and staying up all night
looking for north, never owned a map before,
I'll be alright
sometime.
I'm alright,
pushing through just fine,
spinnin round all day and staying up all night
looking for north, never owned a map before,
I'll be alright
sometime.
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2. |
Forever Is Over
03:49
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3. |
A Pact
03:38
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You're a coward and you're gonna have to face that now,
just not with me, I know
You keep running and the progress that you could have made
is something that you roll
I didn't start this, I didn't want this, remember that next time you're down
This is a war that I've fought before
and I'm not gonna fight again
We made a pact, but you don't care about that
I guess this is the end
so just take your words,
your promises are empty.
Just go, just go
I guess this is the end again.
You're wasting time and so many opportunities for drive through therapy,
and yeah it matters; when you care about someone else you take it personally.
I didn't start this, I didn't want this, but you don't want me around.
This is a war that I've fought before
and I'm not gonna fight again
We made a pact, but you don't care about that
I guess this is the end
so just take your words,
your promises are empty.
Just go, just go
I guess this is the end again.
The least that you could do is say goodbye
say goodbye, say goodbye, say good
or at least you could tell me why,
tell me why tell me why, tell me
The least that you could do is say goodbye
say goodbye, say goodbye, say good
or at least you could tell me why,
tell me why tell me why, tell me
This is a war that I've fought before
and I'm not gonna fight again
We made a pact, but you don't care about that
I guess this is the end
so just take your words,
your promises are empty.
Just go, just go
I guess this is the end again.
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4. |
My People
04:37
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I'm learning the painful truths some people never choose to see,
and I know that that's easy,
so I'm sorry
for the times when I was quiet and I didn't need to be
Who would've thought that speaking the truth would drain so much from me?
No one wants to see.
It takes moving in new ways
It takes a lot of empty days
It takes losing friends and feeling like the villain when they roll their eyes
and beginning again
But you're my people
and I found you in the pouring rain,
so sick of innocents slain.
You're my people
and I know that we don't look the same
I look like hell and fear but I'm here if you call my name.
I found a fire in me
that could burn whole forests down
and I'm not sorry for the times when I can't blow it out.
Just put your wick to mine,
let's share this light,
let's burn this to the ground.
Let it resound.
It takes moving in new ways
It takes a lot of empty days
It takes losing friends
and feeling like you're growing from within and it takes
breaking a few bones
choosing on your own
it takes a lot of empty days
it takes a lot of empty days
But you're my people
and I found you in the pouring rain,
so sick of innocents slain.
You're my people
and I know that we don't look the same
I look like hell and fear but I'm here if you call my name.
I'll be waiting for your cue, I'll be speaking out for you
you're my people
But you're my people
and I found you in the pouring rain,
so sick of innocents slain.
You're my people
and I know that we don't look the same
I look like hell and fear but I'm here if you call my name.
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5. |
Drive In
03:25
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Let’s be a couple of teenagers
Heading into another vampire movie
Whisper this story,
Flashlight to your chin around the campfire to me
We’ll get killed
Making love in your jeep, oh no.
Just get lost
In me
Get lost
Ordinarily
Let’s be blissfully stupid, lead us straight to our doom
Whatever you want we can do
Get lost
In my room
I’ve been around a couple hundred years
But I’m still so naïve and it’s lead me here
Come on let me bite your neck
It won’t hurt a bit
There’s nothing to be but reckless
Let adrenaline be the author to our end. oh yeah.
Just get lost
In me
Get lost
Ordinarily
Let’s be blissfully stupid, lead us straight to our doom
Whatever you want we can do
Get lost in my room
Let’s be too fast to truly consider
When the aliens land, we’ll say come hither.
When the government lies, we’ll raise our voices
Let’s let our hearts pound louder than the noises
On the television, x ray vision, this is how we get through
This is how we get by
We’re not 16 anymore, but whatever, let’s lie.
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Panda Forces Nashville, Tennessee
Alt indie band from Nashville, TN, comprised of dreamers, lovers, movers, shakers, and coffee makers.
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