Every time this band releases something new, it just proves that this band is going to be HUGE in the near future. If you aren't paying attention to them now, you're missing out on something really special.

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Last Nights Fake Blood

A fansong for my favorite visual novel of all time. We Know The Devil. I don't think any peice of media has moved me as much as that game. please go buy it!

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Lyrics
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doubt's an elastic that snaps where you grasp it 
with idle hands clasped on your wrist just as sharp as 
a kiss on the scar where you carved out her name 
or a line that is straight and confined to your fate 
you're resigned to be damned by your hand in her hand
she will hold you as soft as feather on water
you float on her fingers, she pulls you apart 
it's not hard, it wont hurt, it's not right for a daughter of god

not for one of his flock
not for good little girls
but good god you're not 
good girl

hate is a bile that starts in your guts and erupts 
from your throat like a geyser, you try  to provoke 
and emote and spit angry black stains on their lies 
as they hock more to block out their shame
and their cries, how they try, but it wont be enough 
not as long as you live, you'll all drown in the stuff
it wont help to be patient, the water will rise after all 
you're all in the same place aren't you, daughter of god?

just one of his flock
like the good little girls
but good god you're not 
good girl

good girl...

light, you can see now the dark is receding 
parts leaving, not bleeding, just holes for the healing to start
there's your heart and it sees with it's wings out 
it reads what you think in the bones of the body
you shrink and you smile and you try to make small 
but the devil sees all and she thinks you're a beauty
you're bursting and beating and burning up 
hotter each second, the reckoning comes for you daughter of god

comes for one of his flock
for the good little girls
but good god you're not 
good girl

love is a place where she touches your face, but also your thighs (and it's alright)
love is a place where the tide always rises, the ink never dries (and it's alright)
love is a place where you see with your heart and fly with your eyes (and it's alright)
love is a place where your innocence goes when it dies.

You'll never know what you could find (let love turn on the light)
You'll never know what you could find (let love touch you tonight)
You'll never know what you could find (let love drown your soul)
You'll never know what you could find (let love make you whole, daughter of god...)

Daughter Of God

Written and Performed by The Blank Minds
Cover Art by Boris Biberdzic
Produced by Bakersfield Music and Recording Studios
Mixed by Roman Marisak (Murder Music)
Oktoheart Records

Lyrics:
Im trying to be my own person 
But i won’t stop picking your side 
I’m ignorant, and tired of it all these times 
Ive beat myself tonight 

And I know you all deserve more than this 
But i’m stripping right down to my soul
I hope i make you happy dear 
Cuz without you my hearts all alone 

Wo-oh-oh Im all Alone
Wo-oh-oh I’m all Alone

I’m torn between whats wrong and right 
But how the fuck am i supposed to know 
I can’t sleep at night when I don’t hold you tight
But my mama won’t let me out the door 

I know you think I’ve lost my shit 
Well baby, I think so too 
I’m lost in your eyes, never want to leave your side
I’m sorry I left you alone 

Wo-oh-oh You’re all alone
Wo-oh-oh You’re all alone

On a calmer note,
I hope you never go, 
cuz my hearts not built for one
I built you a nest
Right here in my chest 
So hopefully you can finally rest
I know I’m not a superman
I hope you don’t give a damn
that I’m not as well proportioned 
It’s cuz my hearts too shit
and my heads kinda big
but my arms are perfect to hold you

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Ragtime Gal

John-Allison Weiss – I Was An Island

A collection of indie boy songs about being sad that I made for a budget of about a hundred dollars. Hope u enjoy :)

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