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1446 (Who Decided This)
06:28
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1446, room 50 (oh) 5
Lodged between a serpents tongue
That’s where I’ve been alive
Chewing on my lip, rolling the dice
Playing with the hallways breathe
And going out for drives
Who decided this
Rolling past apartments
With walls to frame each
Ending
Who decided that
This is all there is
Pages to soak our ink
Endlessly
Day to day is nice
But it can’t compete with nights
And it’s busy finger tips
That my float above my wrists
Like the pigeons leaking out of
My neighbors mouth
That bubble past my sight
Each time they head south
Away from the neon signs
Away from the leather and the ice
Where the sky burns a little
Brighter
Who decided this
Rolling past apartments
With walls to frame each
Ending
Who decided that
This is all there is
Pages to soak our ink
Endlessly
I just wanted to write a few tunes like
John Denver
Give my friends deja vu
And laugh a bit
Take me home
Take me home
Take me home
Take me home
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2. |
Keeper
02:50
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I heard you’re going westward
Going away to live in a TV
That there’s nothing here that bares repeating
On Sheffield and Diversey
So baby please don’t leave me
I love you so much I can’t let go
But if you need to be a leavin’
I guess that’s the only way this is gonna go
I heard your new shiny secret
About the mouse in your bed
It’s been stewing there for months
Just getting high
At least you left me with some liquor
Ringing hears and mistletoe
I know everyone has got their keeper
And you’re still looking for yours
Well I’m glad you’re happy
Growing old like a crow
I’m headed East to do the same thing
Shake hands with the rats
I’m headed East to do the same thing
I hope it keeps me from coming back
I hope it keeps me from coming back
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3. |
Cowboy Chords
03:57
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I was happy to be here
I can’t claim that anymore
I’m a holy lamp lighter
Keeping one fuse out the door
And i’m coming back home and hang myself on those cowboy chords
It’s hard to keep track of each radio station
When your always in motion
It’s hard to keep track of the dial
And where it just was
I used to be tethered
But now I’m light as a feather
And i’m coming back home and hang myself on those cowboy chords
OO
Well I thought I dealt with it well
Oh well
Gonna ride or die that big bad train
Gonna kill my friends and take their names
Gonna feel the weight of someones chest
Then i’m gonna get some rest
Man, I feel you fallin’ down
Girl, I see you drowning out
Hit me till my head is ground
Oh I know homes callin’
Now
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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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