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I’m going a million miles per hour
Down a Hollywood highway
These LA radios burnt me up
I’m embraced by the leather’s cracks
I’m embraced by the telephone’s haze
I’m nothing but an embryo trapped inside the concrete
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Little Bears
01:48
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Little bears
Cover me
Winter is in
Their periphery
The little bears are growing
The little bears are growing
The little bears are growing
The little bears are growing
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Open 24 Hours
02:10
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Frankie walks free
His soul works the night shift
Watching the hourly news reels
The headlines read “Oh What A Waste:
Drunken man dead on the motorway”
The cowboy had become a movie star
Reluctant to the ringing phone
Youths filed in rightly stoned
Maybe this would be more glamorous
If it was on the screen
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Seymour is on the shore
He's slipping away on the beach
Raise high your moments boy
You've brought them to their knees
Magazines and nursery rhymes
Bullets rest on the bed
Within phone calls, your memories reside
The wake holds your end inside the tide
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Staying awake, out on the rocks
You’ve wrapped your body in stars
You left your body out on the lake
Who are you
Playing the Spanish guitar
All your teeth are falling though the hospital floor and into
The glamorized and crucified chords
My clothes are dry
Yours are draped in blood
That came from the hands, of the person you loved
So please, breathe easy now
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6. |
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01:16
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I woke up inside a box
Blankets wrapped around my feet
Cables reaching out my arms
Everything I touched fell apart
My collar bones had been broke
My muscles tensed and then let go
I thought I could hold my head
I thought I could bend my legs
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
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Yin Waster Chicago, Illinois
Yin Waster is the musical project from Griffin Mang and Gabe Huff. Together the pair craft "Gas Station Folk" a combination of groovy psychedelic riffs and pastoral tenderness that is sure to bring bliss to your ears :-)
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