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103 Queen St. West
03:31
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Step back to a place thought lost in time, this four count tells me I’m alive. It’s a sensation that for me exists in experience. 10 years hoping things would change, lethargic tendencies to blame. But I got what I wanted now, I’ll let it out, I’ll make every strum count - newfound motivation.It doesn’t matter if it stays in this room - four or more it means the exact same thing to me.
Just play it fast and loud and don’t dare stop, even if your voice gives out. Nothing else quite makes me feel this way, the sonic exposition of my deepest self.Forget the lack of heat, or the fact that we’re losing sleep. Let’s add a cover and move on to the “best of 3”. Once more from the top (cause my voice is still done from TBS), I’ll just grab a timebomb and a water cause I know my parts up next.
It doesn’t matter if it stays in this room - four or more it means the exact same thing to me. Just play it fast and loud and don’t dare stop even if your voice gives out.
Forget the lack of sleep, Rebelo hooked us up with heat. Let’s ditch these covers and move on to the cup series. Once more from the top (cause my voice is still done from TBS). Shout it it, make it count, cause tomorrow I can rest.
I know you can’t go back in time, but these four chords make me feel alive. Once from more, take it from the top again. Don’t stop, don’t quit and don’t relent.
I know you can’t go back in time, but these four chords make me feel alive. Once from more, take it from the top again. Don’t stop, don’t quit and don’t relent.
I know you can’t go back in time, but these four chords make me feel alive. Once from more, take it from the top again. Don’t stop, don’t quit and don’t relent.
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Occupation, destroying human life
Building Nations, an after thought this can’t be right
Children Dying, In open air Prison Cells
And you play the victim, 50 years of living hell.
How much longer will you keep them in their prison
Settlements take hold a crisis born, acquisition theft
I often wonder how evil always wins
A form of mind control Zionistic war, a war they can not win.
Will you spend your life? (No)
Pretending, you can’t see evils deeds at work.
Do you think its right? (No)
It,s time to take control and realize all human have right to this world.
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Wuddup Todd
02:17
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This is my kind of night
pack the van and drive, to wherever we may go
Its been an hour ten
it takes me back to when this was all I’d ever known
Hit the stage make the best of it
Doesn’t matter if its two, three kids
The energies pumping the music takes over
(and everything’s all right)
These late nights don’t mean a thing to me
I know this is where I want to be
Today I’ll see you off to work
(From the front step)
About those missed calls and unanswered texts
It doesn’t mean I love you less
This is just a therapy
(6 strings give me what I need)
My best friends surround me
This band makes me complete
Basement shows restore the faith
In a scene we helped create.
One too many beers for me
So, I pass dad the keys, van is packed come on let’s go
Pull up to exit 282 and we all come back too
The nights still young I won’t go home.
Hit the hall to drop off the guit
Call the Boys from Blockparent
Grab some grub, see a Glasgow kiss
(the streets are wild at 4 a.m.)
These late nights don’t mean a thing to me
I know this is where I want to be
Today I’ll see you off to work
(From the front step)
About those missed calls and unanswered texts
It doesn’t mean I love you less
This is just a therapy
(6 strings give me what I need)
My best friends surround me
This band makes me complete
Basement shows restore the faith
In a scene we helped create.
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1838
02:46
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Consider this: my lack of action - I had no idea of the consequences. Fact: I thought I would have many more years left, you couldn’t make your exit just like that.
Now I’m looking at your artifacts, I’m reading every note trying to piece together stories that I wish you had told. I’ll cherish all those things that I’ve collected with your name. In memories, know you are safe.
With every major choice I’m wondering, do go out this name? Make you proud? I’m nothing like that which came before me - conscious of more than just myself.
Now I’m looking at these artifacts I’ve scattered round this house. Constant reminders that I can keep you around. I’ll wind these watches round and round, the rhythm keeps me sane.
In memories know you are safe.
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Frank Dux Cambridge, Ontario
Frank Dux is four friends brought together by the collective urge to create the type music that once shaped them.
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