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Inextrovert
03:58
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Guess I’m winding up for a shot at this again
Got good luck on the cuts of my hands
Wouldn’t bleed enough so I’m stuck where I am
Now wasted days have dug a grave
Half dug a grave, not all the way
What do you say, we plant some succulents instead
Half dug a grave, not all the way
The other day, we had time to fix what’s in my head
Guess I’m winding up for a shot at this again
Never made enough couldn’t fill the stands
Ifs that’s all you got tie the ribbon to the fan
Best dress the mess that made a grave
Half dug a grave, not all the way
What do you say, we plant some succulents instead
Half dug a grave, not all the way
The other day, we had time to fix what’s in my head
Get back into the foreground, it’s who you are now
Guess I’m winding up for a shot at this again
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Fibtion
03:39
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Holed up, shoveled in, talking torture
Cornered, caving in, who built this fortress
Cause I don’t really want to be this constant drag who kills the meaning
But they say loving’s honesty and these mere thoughts could kill the evening
Cradled, coffined in, warm and cozy
Stabled, for the storm, slowly forming
Still close my eyes and grit my teeth while the conversation’s closing
But they say loving’s honesty and these mere thoughts could kill the evening
Bare bones you’re bare bone barely beyond
Bare bones just bare bones flesh your trying on
Tying some limbs down now there’s screaming
Roses, scattered around, romantic evening
Cause I don’t really want to be this constant plague that’s gets infected
But they lovings honesty and these mere thoughts have stopped the evening
Bare bone you’re bare bone barely beyond
Bare bones just bare bones flesh your trying on
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Nancy Don’t Kerrigan
03:43
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Go for the gold, go for the doping
Push out the poor make sure to withdraw those needles for physicals
They lost a war; invite them anyway
Who cares what the losers say, the refs called it that way
Set the stage, dress the vague, insinuate that the tidal wave
Had a voice, had a heart, to pick which place to flood and tear apart
Oh oh oh a figure 8, skating in place, an endless wait x2
Go for the gold, go for the doping
Pay attention to the skin deciding who might win
Raise a hand in camaraderie, it’s no coincidence, there’s similarities
Rest assured the headstones were procured
Just in time to sprint across the final finish line
Black September a black salute
A winner on their hands and knees begging not to shoot
Oh oh oh a figure 8, skating in place, an endless wait.x5
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JOHN Pen3:16
00:19
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Mother I need your help right now
John Taffer won’t stop screaming
Gonna take away my bikini bar
And leave me with my demons
Oh John give me one more chance
Oh John I’ll do anything you ask
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Tom Coveroyalty
03:20
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Well when the snow fell
Early waking
Like a doorbell when the ghosts rush in
Its a calm soul when it’s sleeping
Then the clouds clear and those ghosts go home
Just pure shit’s all I’ve been talking
Scared to admit what’s really going wrong
And that’s most folks as soon as they look desperate, we’re ready to deflect it, turn it into a joke
Die laughing, Die laughing bet I will
Die early don’t think you could tell
God made it, we saved it, whatever you believe
Man killed us, mans a god made machine
We made it, God saved it, whatever you believe
God killed us gods a man made machine
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5 or 6 Commercial Breaks
00:50
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My relationship with my parents is being cast on live TV
And everything I’m scared of is being yelled and thrown back at me
I’m feeling so embarrassed I let this get so out of hand
Just a little rehab, a fix up and we’ll be better then
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Who out of us, is gonna live the longest
Have a guilty conscious bout still being here
Who out of us, is gonna stop the madness
Have a box of matches, that get set a flame
Who out of us, can keep a secret
Not bare to repeat it when your hands get tied
And who out of us, can barely stand it
The constant fanfare of what winners like
Cut a tree, make a home, solid grounds much more suitable
Hang a frame, fix the lights, set a trap for some kind of normal life
And who out of us is an alcoholic
A medicated wallet trying to buy your time
Who out of us is a wingless pilot
Some gambling tyrant of your entire life
And who out of us is a one more thing
Before the bell it rings and ends it all
Cut a tree, make a home, solid grounds much more suitable
Hang a frame, fix the lights, set a trap for some kind of normal life
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Elroy Meltzer Michigan
Elroy Meltzer is an Alt/Indie/Rock, Singer/Songwriter from Grand Rapids, Michigan founded in 2010, fully realized in
2015.
Elroy has toured relentlessly around the Midwestern U.S; releasing 3 EPs; Hang A Tale”(2016) “Soup’s On”(2017)and “Resetting Sun”(2018).
Elroy is back with a new album(The Elderly Midnight), slated for Spring 2024, about death, acceptance, and Jon Taffer.
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