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Iconoclast
03:40
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Ascend the tower of kings, become a ghost off in the fog
You’re built to feed on apathy, you think you know just who you are
Burn the icon, go!
Stand up and behold, melt away the gold, see what you’ve been sold.
Beat down the voices screaming, a man of peace can’t spare the rod
You crack the skulls and they bleed that they might see you as a god
Burn the icon, go!
Stand up and behold, melt away the gold, see what you’ve been sold.
Theater of image, the curtain falls and you bow
Burn the icon down!
Tear down the walls that sustain the broken hope of this facade
Burn the icon, go!
Stand up and behold, melt away the gold, see what you’ve been sold
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Running Scared
03:45
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I’m running scared and ill-prepared,
The eyes that glared, their burden shared
Footsteps creeping, floorboards creaking
Tearing apart at the seams, scraping claws of the hound
I’m running scared
It’s hard to see the harmony, what can it be that haunted me? Spectres sweeping watch me sleeping, open my ees in a sweat, see the walls crashing down. I’m running scared. I turned around a hovered above the ground, then woke up under water and almost drowned, and so I ran for hours, ran every day, I used up all my powers to get away, ‘cause I’m running scared
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Smoke
03:03
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Smoke, I breathe you in and know that you burn me
I light a match and watch it burn
Flick the filter and drop the ashes in my urn
Cloudy venom, melting skin
Used to losing, afraid to win
You’re the start and the finish, my favorite sin, like
Smoke, I breathe you in and know that you’ll burn my
Throat, you taste so good but sometimes you make me
Choke, I’m hooked on you, you’re in every word I wrote today
Every note I play, smoke
I tried the patch, I tried the pill
Cold turkey, but living without your poison makes me ill
Flames and mirrors, time is up
Glass half empty, shattered cup
You’re the start and the finish, you fill me up like
Smoke, I breathe you in and know that you’ll burn my
Throat, you taste so good but sometimes you make me
Choke, I’m hooked on you, you’re in every word I wrote today
Every note I play, smoke
I am not alone if I am holding you in
Strike a flame and watch me as I slowly begin
You’ve got a pull I can not hide from and it’s starting to show
I wish you wouldn’t pull on me, just let me go
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4. |
Monk Mode
04:36
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Lay in the darkness of the night
Say what you think is wrong or right
Stay in the brightness of the day
Say only that which you wish to say
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5. |
Fish Out Of Water
04:36
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6. |
Blue Dream
03:55
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Sittin’ by myself, ain’t got noone else
Thoughts up on a shelf and I’m tryin’ to find ‘em
Got noone to meet, noone here to greet
Guess I’ll set my feet on tryin’ to find ‘em
Well it seems to me we can all agree
It’d be a better world if we were livin’ in a blue dream
I was talkin’ to my brother, he’s got a different mother
He goes by another kind of name
See, we live on the same street but we ain’t got the same amount to eat, Can’t help sit and wonder who’s to blame
So I guess I understand why he’d think I can
See him as another man, but that’s not my game
Why can’t we live in harmony?
We got a whole lot more in common than it seems
And with eyes to see we can all agree
It’d be a better world if we were livin’ in a blue dream
Won’t you listen to the sound and pass it back around?
I think we finally found some common ground
Why can’t we live in harmony?
We got a whole lot more in common than it seems
And with eyes to see when it’s you and me, together make us ‘we’ and that’s a solid team
Well it seems to me we can all agree
It’d be a better world if we were livin’ in a blue dream
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7. |
Blister
02:50
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I’ve got a blister on my fretting hand
It’s almost more pain than I can stand
But I gotta play because I’m in demand
Rockin’ the house with my band, come on!
I got a blister on my fingertip
I need that hand to get a better grip
Gotta hold on tight I’ll never let it slip
Hook my IV up to a lava drip, well
It doesn’t matter who you think you are
A little pebble or a shooting star
We put our pennies in a Mason jar
To help us find out who we are
I hope it don't leave a scar
I got a blister and it’s gonna pop
I’ll drain the fluid, each and every drop
And clean the floor up with a broom and mop
Never gonna beat me I won’t ever stop, well, t doesn’t matter who you think you are, a little pebble or a shooting star, we put our pennies in a Mason jar to help us find out who we are
It doesn’t matter who you think you are
A little pebble or a shooting star
We put our pennies in a Mason jar
To help us find out who we are
I hope it don't leave a scar
I had a callous when I woke today
Looks like that blister finally went away
So even if the effort doesn’t pay
I’m gonna shut the fuck up and play, so come on
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8. |
Cousin
05:29
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When I was a little one just like everybody else
I had a mother and father and a little home
Then I got older, started looking all around
Told my mother and father I gotta roam
And oh, wouldn’t you know?
Found a crew of brothers and a lifetime lover
And oh, don’t you know, I found life out on the road
When I was a little one, just like everybody else
I had another family far away
Yeah, I had a cousin, only saw him once a year
Talking over turkey Thanksgiving day
And oh, wouldn’t you know?
He came from a law man
But I came from a song man
And oh, don’t you know
We met one day on the road
Lay aside your heavy load
How’s your family, how’s you wife?
Are you happy with your life? Can we get back some day?
When I was a little one, just like everybody else
I wondered what it’d be like when I was grown
Now I see the rain come and the grey clouds moving in
And the fruits of seeds that I have sown
And oh, wouldn’t you know
We’re a little older with a world on our shoulder
And oh, don’t you know
There’s still life out on the road
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9. |
Well
04:51
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I’m going down, down to the bottom of the well
When will I get some water?
Guess only time will tell
I’m going down, down with a bucket and a rope
When I reach the top I won’t waste a drop
Gonna drink that water to my soul
I’m climbing up, climbing up to the top
Till I get enough water, you know that I can’t stop
I’m going down, down with a bucket and a rope
When I reach the top I won’t waste a drop
Gonna drink that water to my soul.
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Broken Glow Savannah, Georgia
With ferocious energy, bluesy riffs, pounding rhythms, and an unquenchable thirst for loud and heavy rock music, Broken Glow down the East Coast from 2008-2017. Though the band is no longer active its members continue to make music around the world.
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