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Beautifully Unsaid
04:43
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Happy Monday everyone!
Over the next few weeks we'll be finalising stuff for the album, including artwork and videos! As well as sorting a release date out etc!
We may be quiet but we're still contactable!
Get in touch for booking next year!
Here's Josh laying down some guitar on the forthcoming album!
Next gig - Friday 9th December - The Brown Cow - Mansfield
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Riff
03:16
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2. Riff
The mission was simple, you get Me, Stoff, Gaz to the gig
Set up the amplifiers, the drums, turn up the sound
And then you preach the good word of the rock and roll
Now church is in session brothers and sisters and the sermons begun
We ask no donations, if you wish to belong
No, all you need do to join us is raise your horns in the air
Bang your head, shake your hair
Everyone’s feeling fucked up, everyone’s feeling bad
But we have got the answer for when the world is driving you mad
When you’re feeling bored, when you’re feeling stiff
Bang your fucking head
And Hail To The Riff!
All the way from the depths of Sherwood Forest
Just outside Mansfield Nottinghamshire
To the edge of the Solar System
We’ve travelled, toiled and spread the good word of the rock and roll
And we saw all the people laid low by the politicians, corporations, wars, plagues and media manipulations
And we said rise up brothers and sisters, rejoice
For we bring you the riffs, and the riffs are good
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3. |
Communicide
04:52
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3. Communicide
Escape the real life, into disaster
Is this not cyanide, bow to the master
Perfect the idolised, who came for after
Now your children die, you blame the actors
The whole world is dead
You didn’t read about the end
In search of paradise, you lost the real side
This planet built on lies, born for communicide
Mournful tears in our eyes, fake but now who decides
Fate when we all decide, welcome to the real life
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4. |
New Beginnings
03:33
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4. New Beginnings
Goddamn this place I’m in
Could blame myself but I blame you
Look at the state you’re in
What used to stick has come unglued
Grown bored of all your lies
Pick at these scabs to find the truth
Look in your bloodshot eyes
This ain’t goodbye, this is fuck you
New beginnings necessary
Lessons learned and scars earned
Wave of humiliation
Some you win and some you lose
Hate what you’ve done to me
I cannot face myself today
Can’t believe the fool I’ve been
How easily was lead astray
Sadness is no excuse
For thinking this could ease this pain
But now I see the truth
I’ll take my shame and walk away
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5. |
Wavelengths
04:15
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5. Wavelengths
Explode into space
Melting colours, twisting shapes, can’t feel my face
Believe in more than the rat race
Success unquantifiable, happiness at your own pace
It lifts me up off of the ground
I feel the healing in the sound
I was lost but now I’m found
Myself in the Wavelengths
Through the cosmic, out on our own
We’re built different, so sometimes we walk alone
But feel the warmth, bathe in the glow
The guitars, the drums, the friends
THIS IS PEACE, THIS IS HOME
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Death of an Enemy
03:38
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6. Death Of An Enemy
It grows inside of you
And changes who you are
It eats away the truth
And leaves you feeling hard
You don’t notice it at first
Just go about your days
But it keeps on getting worse
Soon nothing felt okay
Death of an enemy
Frustrated Jealous
Can you face what is inside?
Dare you visit those dark places?
Can you admit when you lied?
Or spoken with two faces?
Can you rise up from the ashes
Of the bridges that you burned?
And implement the wisdom
Of the lessons that you learned?
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The Dregs
03:17
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7. The Dregs
The high came on strong
Felt so right yet oh so wrong
She floated to the place where she belonged
Just needed someone to help her hold on
To everything she is
And all that she could be
Little Miss Fucked Up Misery
You make believe, live in a dream, pretend that you are free
You shake your ass, look around, is anyone looking at me?
You shake your head, roll your eyes, shoulda stayed home instead
All the good is gone, all that’s left is The Dregs
The comedown hits hard
This beautiful evening soon fell apart
A bitter crack a blackened heart
Should have seen it coming from the very start
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8. |
In the Muck Again
03:32
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8. In The Muck Again
The phone rings, it begins
A number I don’t wanna see
To ignore your call
Or answer to your misery
Blood Red, blood shed
We’re down in the muck again
Two faced, disgraced
Good for nothing former friend
Post traumatic flashback
Every time I hear you talk
You’re in the shit, and full of it
Can’t you see it’s all your fault
Blood Red, blood shed
We’re down in the muck again
They’re your lies, but it’s my life
You Crimes I will not defend
Your crimes I will not defend
Your lies I won’t hear again
The time we’ve spent is at its end
You’re a shit stirring, backstabbing nothing
I hope you die
And I never see you again.
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9. |
Dead and Gone
03:33
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9. Dead And Gone
Venomous snakes, they wake, they bake
They hide, they strike, they wait for opportunity
Everyone I know, more problems, less solutions
Giving up they’re disillusioned
If you could take a stand, you’d probably take a seat
Get out of the kitchen ‘cause you couldn’t stand the heat
Get outta your head or stay in your bed
What difference does it make when we all end up…
Dead and Gone
It’s hard to find the strength sometimes to carry on
I won’t make a mark but I’ll sing this song
Allow me just a little pride in what I’ve done
Poisonous traits and fake handshakes
The world is full of toxic inmates
Climbing that ladder, but not together
My skin is crawling, they’re fucking disgusting
Because we need each other and we are each other
It’s hippy bullshit but also physics
We’re all connected, yeah nothing is separate
And one day we will all end up…
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10. |
Pound of Flesh
04:43
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10. Pound Of Flesh
Could you help me, To dig this hole
Bury these sins that I’ve been carrying
Could you help me, To be whole
To help me find the peace the self control
Down on our knees
Blood all over my hands
A broken heart a broken man
No one will understand
But all of them will demand
Their pound of flesh
Their mob justice
I would help you, To find something true
To build something real we could hold onto
You’ll always have my hand
When the fight demands
When the shit hits the fan I’ll be beside you
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Syncolima Nottingham, UK
3 Piece Riff Machine - Nottingham.
Formed in the wake of the plague, at the end of an era comes a new beginning.
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