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I call you up on the phone tonight, I hear your voice over satellite,
a paid connection. I find myself at your door tonight, I knock upon it so light but your here to let me in.
With you tonight, I hear the hesitation
With you tonight, your breath against my skin
With you tonight, I hear the hesitation,
but I know something you don't know
and tonight I'm gonna let you understand.
I love the way that your dream kitchen
fills me up with its' distinction,
you touch my hand again.
Never mind all the stars tonight,
the moon is shining to bright tonight
so let's set the mood we're in.
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paperhearts
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I've got a new direction.
A place I want to go,
for everyone to see me
and the sins I want to show.
Do you have a pinion?
Cos' you should just feel the same,
and if you happen to think different
then away you go, away you go away.
I see a future time when we all have stories,
Sharp turns, twists of fate, and love we've had,
paper hearts, lesson learned and oh, the roaring twenties.
I see a future time when we all have, we all have...
Is there such a thing as the genius snowball effect?
Say, maybe because so many great ideas came before or prior,
that each sequential idea built and expanded on
previous discoveries and inventions.
Don't live in fear cos you'll never hear another bed time story.
Yes, be polite dark day or night for future glory.
To make it fast won't make it last and it's a tad masturbatory.
No, she doesn't bite, so take her hand tonight. A dance is necessary.
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I stare blankly at the floor in concentration.
The girl dancing next to me asks me a question.
"What is wrong with the rest of them?"
"They are all zombies." I replied.
"But, don't worry your pretty little head.
For they know not what they do."
In the city at night.
We watched in horror
as the useless minds of the masses
cluttered together.
In the basics of all human function.
The dicks, the gays, the girls with dates.
The freaks, the femmes who want to dance,
for the sex, the money, the drugs, the fame.
They don't dance for themselves.
They dance to get laid.
8,7,6,5,4,3,2,1.. So then we dance.
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late night sleep t.v. Portland, Oregon
Late night sleep t.v. is the solo project from Paul Burke (of Portland bands: Scourge of Ians (Ian B.), PS-AX, RAMODES (Davey) Copy Scams, Tagalongs and Dirty Graves and SLC, UT bands: Corleones, The Downers and Homesick.
late night sleep t.v. recommends:
Copy & Destroy
by the Copy Scams
Copy Scams. Copy and Destroy. Zine theme punk rock sounds like it's from the mid nineties... Rad.
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Summon The Faithless (Deluxe Edition)
by Lord Dying
Lord Dying.... have spoken. Friends of mine from Portland, OR. who do love guitars. especially the thrash metal kind? I guess?
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More warm, uplifting, rapturously off-kilter grooves from the veteran UK producer, whose keen ear for samples remains sharper than ever.
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