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In Spit
03:22
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I froze my hand tonight
I lost my leg in a combine
It doesn't mean I'm a fool
I did it with minimal tools
Checked out your paragraph
It's alright, I wouldn't write it
My words are far from a laugh
But saturated in spit
It's coming down like a weight
Crushing everything I need
Haven't done much as of late
I just need a planted seed
I know, I know, I know, I know
I can't let go, I can't let go
I know, I know, I know, I know
I can't let go, I can't let go
I know, I know, I know, I know
I can't let go, I can't let go
I know, I know, I know, I know
I can't let go, I can't let go
I know, I know, I know, I know
I can't let go, I can't let go
I know, I know, I know, I know
I can't let go, I can't let go
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Pickle Juice
03:02
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Bleak life; I wanted to live on pavement
I started to fall on
Same thing; I never grew older at all
I cut up my shoulder
Fall over
Don't get up just lay in the heat
I'm sober
As long as I can stay on my feet
Come here
I just found a radical creek
I'm sober
As long as I can stay on my
Tonight; I wanted to to live on pavement
I started to camp on
The sky; dark as it can be it seems
The power lines are buzzing
Fall over
Don't get up just lay in the heat
I'm sober
As long as I can stay on my feet
Come here
I just found a radical creek
I'm sober
As long as I can stay on my
Doesn't this song
Remind you of all the others?
I'm not creative
I'll tell you like it really is
Come here
I just found a radical creek
It speaks words
Better words than I speak
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Quicksand
03:33
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I wasted time
To get much closer
I made it mine
Tomato toaster
I don't want it
Who has the onus
My type of closet
It has no bonus
I had to grind
To get my status
But I don't mind
I added lettuce
Stuck in the sand
Foot in the snow
Cut off my hand
I'll do more than you know
I don't want it
Who has the onus
My type of closet
It has no bonus
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4. |
Speak Directly
04:19
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Why is everybody trying to fix me?
Maybe cuz there's something wrong?
I swear there's something different going on
I'm like a chameleon
Shape shift quick and slick
Anything other than my own shell
You can't stop my running, I'm too fast
Maybe you need a fixing
Sit down and tie your shoes
How am I supposed to be a legend?
I want to crawl back home
I want to crawl back in to my hole
Why is everybody trying to fix me?
I don't get off anywhere
Hang that painting on the wall
Call for me I'll lie to you
I'll say it's straight when it's not
I'll tie a faulty knot if it means you'll fall
I'm a traitor
A cold blooded hater
And I need your attention
I'm not the one you need
I'll speak directly to your needs
I'm not the one you want
A pacifist that needs action
You can only say so much with words
This time we need a solution
I promise you that birds aren't real
This time we need a solution
I don't get off anywhere
Why is everybody trying to fix me?
I don't like where we're going
Why can't I have a slice of power?
Don't you trust me to do your deeds?
I don't know why everyone's freaking out
Everything seems fine to me
I wouldn't lie to me
My creativity is fading
I'm starting to look like you
But I wouldn't lie to me
I need your attention
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Wallflower
05:24
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Lately I've been sleeping on concrete
Blanket statement, wrapping me up all over
Can't get up off the floor I'm not discrete
Lately I've been asking you over
Honest goods around me all the time
Simple, easy and yet I feel out of my mind
Oh pick me some flowers
Oh lay them on me
Oh pick me some flowers
Oh tell me I'm free
Leaning against drywall sipping my tea
Creating stories that seem more interesting
No one around other than me
Honey bees are starting their nesting
Oh pick me some flowers
Oh lay them on me
Oh pick me some flowers
Oh tell me I'm free
Oh pick me some flowers
Oh lay them on me
Oh pick me some flowers
Oh tell me I'm free
Oh pick me some flowers
Oh lay them on me
Oh pick me some flowers
Oh tell me I'm free
Oh pick me some flowers
Oh lay them on me
Oh pick me some flowers
Oh tell me I'm free
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Julian Drazilov Whitby, Ontario
Post-punk emo-indie-pop wannabe.
Entirely independent and entirely stoked for you to hear my tunes.
Julian Drazilov recommends:
This album will simultaneously slap you in the face and calm you down. Cheers to my good friends for producing such a great record.
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From a band that I learned and grew a lot with. This album reminds me of really good times.
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Punchu is a band of some of my dearest friends, and they happen to write insanely good music. Go have your mind blown at some of their crazy riffs.
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