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Brownwall
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We make music for our own sanity. Whatever mood strikes. Whomever from the circle is available. For over two decades. Cheapest therapy in the world. We hope you find some joy in it too.
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Thrust
2w ago00:02:44Tap to summarizeWhat if I were to offer you my everything? I have things to share All you have to do is care If you put your trust in me, can I put my thrust in you? If you put your trust in me, can I put my thrust in you? If you put your trust in me, can I put my thrust in you? If you put your trust in me, can I put my thrust in you? The terms of my surrender are crystal clear I have things to share All you have to do is care If you put your trust in me, can I put my thrust in you? If you put your trust in me, can I put my thrust in you? Steve Murphy - Drums, Bass, Guitar Nick Nunziata - Guitar, Vocals
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Crimson Moon
2w ago00:04:31Tap to summarizeI've been down so many roads Heard so many people lie It's dangerous to assume the worst But I'm tired of dousing From all these times that I've been burned Stare up for a guide Try and read that crimson moon It's unrelenting This hollow feeling Save it all for the next life The strongest among us try But I can't seem to find that extra gear to care Stare up for a guide Try and read that crimson moon I'm digging deeper than I ever have To find that line inside of me Instead, I pour everything into bloodlust Got to send that red into the sky I'm not one for introspection It hurts too much to see the holes But to keep on trying to fill this bottomless thing inside of me Might as well see who I'm sharing this moonlight with Stare up for a guide Nick Nunziata - Guitar, Vocals Steve Murphy - Drums, Bass Micah Robinson - Guitar
Transcribe →Hopeless Point of View
2w ago00:03:06Tap to summarizeThis isn't phony We're only binary This isn't social We're only Futiley This is a hopeless point of view But if our home is truly gone This is the last they'll see of you Exercise your disguise Find time to cauterize This is a hopeless point of view But if our home is truly gone This is the last they'll see of you Milieu And I find it Milieu So hard to do Milieu And I find it Milieu So This is a hopeless point of view But if our home is truly gone This is the last they'll see of you Milieu And I find it Milieu So hard to do Milieu And l find it Milieu So This is a hopeless point of view But if our home is truly gone This is the last they'll see of you John Makarewicz - Drums Nick Nunziata - Vocals Stephen Murphy - Guitar, Backing Vocals Micah Robinson - Guitar Carl Cunningham - Bass
Transcribe →Dangerous Curves
2w ago00:02:21Tap to summarizeWalk the cold line trail Slow to a crawl we all slow now See her strut The bum's rush Just to watch it all come tumbling down These are dangerous curves Ain't no foolin' Dangerous curves That's my mama Dangerous curves Dangerous is the greatest Spin the golden wheel Watch their eyes follow the gold Track to the man Be that man or be out of time Dangerous curves Ain't no foolin' Dangerous curves That's my mama Dangerous curves Dangerous We 're all in a scrum Soft and pliable Plush and undone Feel the pulse getting rushed Is it too fast 'cause she's dangerous These are dangerous curves Ain't no foolin' Dangerous curves That's my mama Dangerous curves Dangerous is the greatest Run the gauntlet dry Slow to a crawl We all sell low See her strut The bum's rush Just to watch it all come tumbling down John Makarewicz - Bass Nick Nunziata - Vocals Steve Murphy - Drums, Backing Vocals Micah Robinson - Guitar
Transcribe →The Rail
2w ago00:03:25Tap to summarizeThis is my canvas No brushes just words And this is my balloon Bursting at the slightest opposition I'm on the brink I'm on the brink Of shedding the rail All the time and all the races All the machines Face, heel, tied on my bones all the time I'm on the brink I'm on the brink of shedding the rail This is my carousel See it spin against the grain And it's wearing out the gears Until there's nothing left to cause resistance I'm on the brink I'm on the brink Of shedding the rail All the time and all the races All the machines Face, heel, tied on my bones all the time I'm on the brink I'm on the brink of shedding the rail I'm on the rail I'm on the rail I'm on the rail Micah Robinson - Guitar Nick Nunziata - Vocals Steve Murphy - Bass, Backing Vocals John Makarewicz - Drums
Transcribe →Little Wizzbird
4w ago00:03:50Tap to summarizeLittle bird will fly with broken wings Taking flight into the skies Soaring into the wild blue yonder alone In love we can be together in the sky across the icy blue We can take a ride into the clouds and do those things we never do Take the sound of nature Put in back inside of you Be a part of something I'm sore from all your sorcery Would you be my little wizard Eye of newt and toe of frog doesn't cut for this crowd Gotta step up the game Raise the ante And other generic terms I'm sore from all your sorcery Would you be my little wizard Be a part of something pure No more need to fly with broken wings It's all too far to dare to share it all and find the icy blue In love we can be together in the sky across the icy blue We can take a ride into the clouds and do those things we never do Take the sound of nature Put in back inside of you In love we can be together in the sky across the icy blue We can take a ride into the clouds and do those things we never do Take the sound of nature Put in back inside of you Be a part of something I'm sore from all your sorcery Would you be my little wizard My magic's strong but my arms are weak So pay attention Pay attention and be swept away Stand back and let me teach you to be the best in town I'm the best in town I'm the best in town Little wizard Little wizard Little wizard John Makarewicz - Drums, Bass Steve Murphy - Guitar, Backing Vocals Nick Nunziata - Vocals Micah Robinson - Guitar, Backing Vocals
Transcribe →Kick it up a Mountain
4w ago00:01:59Tap to summarizeChampion needs his release He’s challenging his dreams Lather is you need Champion needs his release The big event is coming And you need a pump So find a severed head and kick it up a mountain The big event is coming And you need a pump So find a severed head and kick it up a mountain Champion needs his release The big event is coming And you need a pump So find a severed head and kick it up a mountain The big event is coming And you need a pump So find a severed head and kick it up a mountain Working hard Don’t look it in eye (building a montage) medicine ball except with ears (building a montage) Hate to think how it got this way (building a montage) Looking around for a cut off head It’s gonna be off the chain John Makarewicz - Drums Nick Nunziata - Bass, Vocals Steve Murphy - Guitar, Backing Vocals Micah Robinson - Guitar
Transcribe →Get on my Lawn
4w ago00:03:10Tap to summarizeI implore today Get on my lawn Save me from myself Get on my lawn I am so divine Get on my lawn I kept the ball you hit to me Get on my lawn Freedom to move about Get on my lawn Join me for some tea, yeah Get on my lawn Same thing every day I want company Disregard the warning sign I want company I got a minute and I’m ready I got a minute and I’m ready Same thing every day I want company Disregard the warning sign I want company It’s a sanctuary Get on my lawn A place to enrich yourself Get on my lawn No need to fear a thing Get on my lawn Don’t judge me by the blood Get on my lawn Same thing every day I want company Disregard the warning sign I want company Steve Murphy - Drums, Bass, Guitar Nick Nunziata - Guitar, Vocals
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Triptych
Jun 300:04:25Tap to summarizeI was born inside a broken shell Nutrients seeping out The sight to me came too slow To see the opportunity The wide wide palette of worlds The infinity Reaching out to claim me first Instead, I lived The cosmos so far away A lifetime ahead and between Instead, I lived and saw the rise Of a catastrophe Now I cling to that first memory Of being too weak to be strong And claim the rightful place An eternity as one of three (one of three) I wait to be One of three One of three Never really alone Now the bottom has risen To raise the race But the top is broken off Never to expand Just cycle like a drone Awaiting the next phase May never come In this fog of war Save me from this routine The singularity One hive instead of three These true outcomes three (one of three) I wait to be One of three One of three Never really alone In the triptych we trust In the triptych we trust The new reality I taste the fuel as it drops The shell continues to feed It’s still a part of me (one of three) I wait to be One of three One of three Never really alone In the triptych we trust In the triptych we trust Micah Robinson - Guitar John Makarewicz - Bass Steve Murphy - Drums Nick Nunziata - Keyboard, Vocals
Transcribe →In Her Space
Apr 1600:02:28Tap to summarizeShe lights the fire forever A spark when I need to be enflamed Be the waterfall to my stream There's only one place I want to be In her space In her space You think you got the magic, babe Well, wake up The sky cannot control her light An almost oppressive force I can only bend the knee Because she's always pulling In her space In her space The shooting star of romantic feeling A jolt of adrenaline It ain't fair Her gravity always pulls me In her space In her space You think you got the magic, babe Well, wake up Steve Murphy - Drums, Bass, Guitar, Backing Vocals Nick Nunziata - Guitar, Vocals
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