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Upstream
04:39
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They don't care, never stepped outside their own perspective.
Empathy, is a double-edged that's primed, to slice off your own head.
Chorus
An overwhelming, sense of despair.
Swimming upstream, drowning
Sick of passing on, some kind of benefit of doubt
That they, deny to them
Trench warfare, probably still shell-shocked from their weighted heads
Empathy, never seemed to suit their selfish means, to their own ends
Chorus
Yeah they always say, they always claim
x 2
We're only messing around
Don't let us get you down
rpt
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Read the Room
03:06
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Vibing out, long forgotten how to figure it out
Based instincts, melding into the acruement of your dreams
Never feel, anything
Just try, making them happy
Don't bigshot yourself cause you're impressing no one
Warm light air, not too bright to blind to scare or despair
Kingdom comes, when it will come
It will be done, when you know in yourself
Just don't tell, anyone else, except you and yourself
Just read the room
Not too soon
x2
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Deadwood
03:44
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The unrelenting light, will set you alblaze
Burning the deadwood, like trees in a maze
Being so virtuous, is making you crazed
So maybe some timeouts, might help clear the haze
Chorus
Never forget, the light is your love
Owning your scars, and your pincushion heart
Fire is better when, you can't the smoke
Darkness was meant to, empower not cloak
The best of intentions, always leads to results
Dictated by love if, truth is what you want
Chorus
It's all inside what we create,
Fear's in your eyes it's too late
Clear your pallete, and the slate
The monster is you, but tame and safe
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Wasted
03:19
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One day I'll look back on, all the time I had to be alive
Stuck inside a paradigm, waiting to be trampled
One day I'll be so old, my body will not work as well
Haircuts become a luxury, like a rat's bell
Chorus
Times that I'm wasted
Living in outer space and
Inside the birdhouse with
All the exotic animals
So colourful and full of soul
And they sing well
One day I'll sing this song, reminding me of time alone
Solitude's good for the soul, gotta let it flow
Can only imagine a time I wasn't standing still
Spacing like a leopard would, waiting for a kill
Chorus
I'll waste my time, I have built up
Using the time, to recharge
I'm less complacent, than I thought
But I know when to hold and when to fold cos
Chorus
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Algol Melbourne, Australia
Hailing from Geelong Victoria, Algol blend many different influences together to create a sound ranging from: The Beatles, Radiohead, Pink Floyd, Oasis, Nirvana and many more. Check out their debut EP 'Wasted' exclusively on Bandcamp before releasing in November on other streaming services. ... more
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