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'Barbarella' Download for FREE at: www.fishtank.bandcamp.com
 
Released: 19/10/2015 

Written by Ed Wetenhall & Joe Jeffcoate 
Performed by Fish Tank 
Lyrics by Ed Wetenhall 
Produced by Oz Craggs @ Hidden Track Studios, Folkestone 
Artwork by Ben Giles


Barbarella

Alien frequencies make for alien lovemaking. Make me your hero and I'll eat your enemies. I wish I was seventeen. Our thighs were ripe. BBU.

seventeen

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These drugs got spunk let’s give it some luck 
You peaked when you started giving a fuck 
Keep my body moving til I blow out my knees 
My hands are dripping with anxiety 

This is just a loop of telephone 
If you don’t like it go be goth alone at home 
Keep my bod it never looked good to me 
Bummer is the man that’s who I’m always gonna be 

Bad batch of eyes dude I hope they fit 
I need a new set of skin so I can try again 

Bummer is the man 
My hands are dripping with anxiety 
Keep my bod it never looked good to me 
I need a new set of skin so I can try again

Spotify

Backseat Vinyl - Swing On By

I guess I’m really not a man 
It’s never been this bad 
I don’t wanna end up like a rerun of my dad 
That style’s way too sad 
 
I’m gonna miss this 
Cuz’ I already hate this 
I don’t know what’s worth explaining 
My brain just breaks 
I’m boring 

 Talkin’ bout’ you 
Talkin’ bout’ me 
Talkin’ bout’ you 

I guess I’m really not a man 
It’s never been this bad 
I don’t wanna end up like a rerun of my dad 
That style’s way too sad 

One more head spin 
I’m probably not gonna make it 
I’ll try my best to die cool 
Yeah, it’s still better than high school 

Talkin’ bout’ you 
Talkin’ bout’ me 
Talkin’ bout’ you 

I guess I’m really not a man 
It’s never been this bad 
I don’t wanna end up like a rerun of my dad 
That style’s way too sad

Backseat Vinyl - Die Cool

daydream

convolk: https://soundcloud.com/convolk

lyrics:
walking through my hometown
everything has changed up
used to be gunshots
now i see teslas
you don't want smoke
i'm a head shot
i don't want jokes
i want answers
walking through my hometown
everything has changed up
i was on the road
you was out doing lame stuff
you don't want smoke
i'm a head shot
you don't want smoke
i'm a head shot

everyday i feel the same
it's like why'm i not okay
why can't i just be happy for once
i'm always stuck in place
i don't think i can be saved
i have always been this way
i am dying in my room
and it's the middle of the day oh
feel my body die slow
i been feeling so low
i should help myself
but i don't even wanna try though
feelings don't sway me
everybody hates me
think i'm going crazy
feel like this on the daily

wasted my youth

listen on Spotify <3

benedixhion x convolk - wasted my youth [prod. curtains]

"𝕚 𝕓𝕖 𝕤𝕖𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕘𝕙𝕠𝕤𝕥𝕤 𝕚𝕟 𝕤𝕞𝕠𝕜𝕖 𝕨𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕚 𝕣𝕚𝕡"
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lyrics:

[chorus]
left me for that bitch take that bong hit
*inhale*
i be seeing ghosts in smoke when i rip
phantoms in the night like i'm ridding in the whip
getting short of breath when i say this
*inhale*
I aint fucking lying when i say that i miss
your eyes and your hair and your succulent lips
 
[verse]
fuck dial tones im
always gon pick up the phone ight
don't leave me alone 
she like medusa she makes me get stoned, might
call her again but i remembered i dont win fights
quit texting me when im getting over all the insights

[bridge]
psycho i might go
just repeat the cycle
all this pain inside of me feels like a fucking knife though

[chorus]
left me for that bitch take that bong hit
*inhale*
i be seeing ghosts in smoke when i rip
phantoms in the night like i'm ridding in the whip
getting short of breath when i say this
*inhale*
I aint fucking lying when i say that i miss
your eyes and your hair and your succulent lips

fuck dial tones [prod. jody]

all day w/ SpaceMan Zack (prod. by Penacho)

leave the other box with me

Lyrics

Lately I been fucking
Up my life for nothing
I need a smoke or something
Put a pill inside my stomach
I can't do this alone no more
Don't wanna go home so
Mom goodnight and I love you
I hate the stress that I cause you
I could write about my life and no one would ever get me
People put me down but there's no one here to life me
I could save your life, in the end you'd still forget me
No one by my side so I keep lots of drugs within reach
Devil where you at? My soul's up for grabs
Right now I wouldn't mind your Hell for some cash
So write up a contract, let's get it over
I need a blunt wrap, don't wanna be sober

"For the revelation awaits an appointed time; it speaks of the end and will not prove false. Though it linger, wait for it; it will certainly come and will not delay."

ode to you & me

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