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She never could have known
Never would have guessed
All the dreams for her
(They) traveled someplace else
She never saw the point of regret
As long as she's trying her best
But that was all before she was
The woman in the wooden chest
He squeezed her tight
Something doesn't feel right tonight,
but she said
Don't worry about me boy
Don't worry
The night was long and slow
Refills for the regulars
Until the diner closed
To make coin for the creditors
Walking home, lost in her head
She bummed a cigarette
And was chosen to be
The woman in the wooden chest
Alone in bed
Her last words ringing in his head
Don't worry about me, boy
Don't worry
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Soulless Corpse
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from here it's clear you're out of control, so let me step in
you don't even know, you don't even know yourself
so how can you find anyone at all who loves you for you and not for something devious like a notch on their bed, your head on a trophy wall?
when you meet them halfway, sometimes you even crawl
we've see you be so much better than your current self
but now like a fool you're a soulless corpse
you don't feel what's wrong until it's too late
and you don't seem to recognize the signs until they're down
the cost that you're not willing to pay, you just set yourself up to fall and break bones and to fail all over again
so tell us we should spend our energy on a soulless corpse, on a soulless corpse
you don't feel what's wrong until it's too late
and you don't seem to recognize the signs until they're down, they're down
ohhh, oh oh ohhhh
oh oh oh ohhhhh ohhhhh
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Supercell
04:17
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we watch the world spin at the speed of light
we can't feel it at all because we're much too numb
keep spinning fast like it will never last
drop to the ground
you can't hold it all. you can't control it at all before you're called back up
the supercell spins out of control
we hear the earth spin at the speed of sound
when the rotation's off, light and sound collide
if we synch them up the signal becomes clearer and we feel the balance
it's so quiet in there, so peaceful in the eye of the storm
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There Are Ghosts
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there are ghosts and they walk close filming everything
and then we're ghosts, and in between we're spokes that move a machine
there are ghosts and when they're near you feel a chill
and when we're ghosts, we'll seek the heat, the touch we never... We thought we'd lose
you can't feel, but it's real
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There Are Ghosts Indianapolis, Indiana
Molded by 80's/90's new wave, college rock, and alternative music, There Are Ghosts wear their influences well. Vocalist Gwynn Reitz draws from a deep well of jangle-pop gems written by fellow long-time Indianapolis musicians Jonathan Harmon, Tony Reitz, Andrew Mahoney, and Mike Theodore. Their debut album, Are You Happy Where You Are?, was released in late 2019. ... more
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