LYRICS

C’mon shake it just like it’s a bad habit
Burn it down to the filter on your cigarette
‘Til you’re pulling at the end of the rope
Hit the bottle ‘til you’re back to the rocks
And don’t you let ‘em bite your style
Velvet tongues and their plastic smiles
Oh, the cold blood casanovas
They’ll get you if you let them

It’s draining
Giving more than you wanted
Playing into their pockets
They act like monsters in coffins
So beware, baby
You better watch your neck
The world is a vampire

You got nowhere to run
Got your finger on the trigger of your silver bullet gun
But they just keep on coming back for more
Until you’re rotten all the way to the core
So play the game, take the L
We’ll save you a pretty little place in hell
The operators are standing by
But there’s no one who can take your call

It’s draining
Giving more than you wanted
Playing into their pocket
Colder than monsters in coffins
So beware, baby
You better watch your neck
They’ll make you a monster
Yeah, the world is a vampire

Don’t let ‘em getcha
Ooh yeah,
The world, the world, world is a vampire
So watch your neck

Vampires

Funeral

Paradise

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LYRICS:
This lonely feeling never stops
This heart it beats around the clock
You'd never seem to understand
So I just drown myself in alcohol

This lonely feeling never ends
Never seems to make amends
Fire, fire do you know what I mean?
Your lies affect me

Take me
Take me for a fool
Maybe on a Monday morning
I can be your tool

This lonely feeling never stalls
Just never seems to wanna resolve
These things they seem to never dissolve 
So I just kill myself with all my flaws
This lonely feeling never ends
Never seems to make amends 
Fire, fire do you know what I mean?
Your lies affect me

Take me
Take me for a fool
Maybe on a Monday morning
I can be your tool
Waste me
I'm no good for you
Maybe on a Wednesday morning
I'll see you in a year or something

Heart is muscle, baby
Your heart is a muscle, baby
Your heart is a muscle you can't slow down
Heart is muscle, baby
Your heart is a muscle, baby
Your heart is a muscle you can't slow down

Take me
Take me for a fool
Maybe on a Monday morning
I can be your tool
Waste me
I'm no good for you
Maybe on a Wednesday morning
I'll see you in a year or something

Heart is a Muscle

The Technicolors - Space Cadet

Recorded, Mixed, and Mastered at Sessionworks Studios by Shawn Lunsford.


Special Thanks to:
Our family and friends, The Brady’s, The Troutman’s, Shawn Lunsford ,Jordan Green, Delmer Dennis, Petite League, The Walters,  Dulcet Magazine,  and Ethan Kelt.


This EP is dedicated to Graham Brady #29,
“You can’t score on #29!”

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The Technicolors - Space Cadet

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