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Eat Flowers Not Rockets

by The Messengers

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1.
Intro 04:16
2.
Aboriginals 06:33
3.
Humdrum 03:57
At midnight she calls to know that everything is right It’s a ugly world You are not at home, monotone Roses you can not share A single heart tore Tore apart from the rest tore apart from her chest And to this kingdom shall it be A single heir to the throne You can not share You can not share Not everything comes as a pair You can not share You can not share Not everything comes as a pair A single heart tore Tore apart from the rest tore apart from her chest And to this kingdom shall it be A single heir to the throne A single heart tore Tore apart from the rest tore apart from her chest And to this kingdom shall it be A single heir to the throne A single heart tore Tore apart from the rest tore apart from her chest And to this kingdom shall it be A single heir to the throne
4.
Halloween 04:45
Over edge you tumble and fall Treachous flames reflect off your back She’s the center, slurry words and shifty eyes Shift towards you A candle at ease It is erect. The other swirls respond with oxygen It flickers, flickers Over edge you tumble and fall A single loughter, lougther It is the call for me This fast car A candle at ease It is erect. The other swirls respond with oxygen It flickers, flickers A relentless circuit I pushed you over, I pushed you over This will not résolve sober A trivial friction atenuates the first Still it lies..
5.
Adrenaline 05:04
Rush rush rush up my blood Stream Things fade away and don’t seem to appear And like what what what they have really been Marching through my veins Here comes adrénaline, which side will win As she walks out the door As she drags along the floor Because of the heat the hurt and the beat Adrenaline stems from my feet Cought in a panic with a Blow Adrenaline grows Put your hands up reach your hands out Reach your hands out come and figure out What it’s all about I gasp for air and shout The clouds of ashes are coming forward Get around get around you aren’t aboard As she walks out the door As she drags along the floor Because of the heat the hurt and the beat Adrenaline stems from my feet Cought in a panic with a Blow Adrenaline grows It’s a brocken wave that is coming to save me Adrenaline adrenaline adrenaline…
6.
Big Eight 06:07
You used to reach to the nirvana Here it is when you linger A détonation a concentration Crawning the patience Crawning the patience He lies apart waiting for the hum Fixed at the start, waiting for them to come The heft of his breathe Like the roll of their patriotic drums The ones of the mothering place He can’t capture A trouble wase him down away from the inumerous sheep A desperate search of the exile, the drousy exile Where the vertue named isolation is only He lies apart waiting for the hum Fixed at the start, waiting for them to come The heft of his breathe Like the roll of their patriotic drums The ones of the mothering place He can’t capture

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released October 25, 2012

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