Vinyl Pinups - Only Lonely

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Ghost In My Head

Produced by Daniel Feels
Drums by Michael Ostuni
Additional Synths by Patrick Morrissey
Mixed by Ariel Borujow
Mastered by Ricardo Gutierrez

LYRICS:
My island is safer
With just pen and paper
No curves no thighs
No hurt no lies

Gimme a call sometime 
And you'll see how firm my resolve is
You'll find that I 
am addicted to woman

So melt you down and shoot you up in
into my arms with your voodoo doll pin
I always thought you'd be me heroin(e)
but this isn't what I was thinking

Just come over 
and you'll see how quickly I give in
You'll find that I
am addicted to woman

Invade my head every night
tell me that it's alright
set my body on fire
til I call my own heart a liar

My island is safer
With just pen and paper
No curves no thighs
No hurt no lies

Send me that SOS
and you'll see how quickly I'm drowning
You'll find that I
am addicted to woman




Lashing Out

Out now on @FreshSelects / @SenselessRecords
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Music by Equals=
Additional percussion by Danny Templeman
Mixed by Ruckspin and Equals=
Mastered at Binary Feedback

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Black On Gold

Run (Odessa - Hummed Low Remix)

Beautiful rock song. Dedicated to memory of Zegretti Elena e Mazzocchi Alvaro.

A VOICE INSIDE

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Tide

Circus

On the fifty second week I stood by the room
On the fifty second week I was trying to convince myself
That too high was my chin and too thick was my skin
Too high was my chin and too thick was my skin

The dam is cracked and water flows out
Flooding the woods in which I used to hide

On the fifty second week away from you
On the fifty second week I still believed
That too high was my chin and too thick was my skin
Too high was my chin and too thick was my skin

The dam is cracked and water flows out
Flooding the woods in which I used to hide

The trees are gone now, broken twigs and muddy waters
The trees are gone now, broken twigs and muddy waters

The dam is cracked and water flows out
Flooding the woods in which I used to hide