1. |
varados
01:48
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we’re alone
alone in the night
obsesión with faraway lights
la luna brilla
but we can’t see an end
sin la voz
still no end in sight
the map is wrong
don’t take the bait
the past is lost
with no one to save
the map is lost
so don’t take the bait
through desert songs
the songs that will fade
don’t take the bait
there’s no one to save
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2. |
simulación
01:59
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a plague of regrets lying in wait
for youthful hope to die, rot, and fade
the pretty songs are gone only room for despair
razorblade tongues and ash fill the air
walk on the ice
gouge out our eyes
the songs for the deaf
echo through time
lies upon lies
sound like the truth
when they rhyme
lies upon lies
sound the truth
when covered in flies
the noise is gone
bodies in the trees
swaying in the breeze
the heads are rolling
there’s blood in the sea
find your own lie
while the seers burn out their eyes
words are now cheap
are living words alive?
lies upon lies
sound the truth
when they rhyme
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3. |
Cabanillas
03:11
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nunca volviste a tu cama
nunca volviste a tu familia
ahora escondida
en la tierra
ahora escondida
con tus hermanas
muerte al odio
muerte al sistema engañoso
nunca volviste
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4. |
different trains
03:34
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suspect eyes
peer from behind
closed blinds
since your catholic husband died
and frightened mothers
discern from the others
who’s telling the truth
and who lies
different trains
holding hands
and clenching your fists
smoke on the horizon
will you be east or west?
hiding under false floors
behind closed doors
my father went east
our souls will never rest
different trains
different trains
they keep moving faster
keep moving west
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5. |
los búhos
05:02
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i saw your footprints in the sand close to home
we stopped for some slop i saw you on the payphone in san antón
i got some coin i see what you need to get up north
hop in the back we got plenty of room to get you home
we got rot on our teeth from a social disease and hate in our bones
we’re soft in our minds, deeply unkind, bitter, angry, and cold
turn of these machines they don’t mean a thing, turn my heart into stone
then i’ll see you on the lam and i’ll help when i can
por la noche con los búhos
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No Comma Denver, Colorado
No Comma is a punk band from Denver, Colorado USA. They played their first show on Halloween, 2019. They periodically come together for shows, recordings, sonic fulfillment in general.
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