Single 'Shy' from upcoming EP by Disco Shrine. 

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'Drive' by Disco Shrine

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Drive

From Disco Shrine's debut EP 'Soft Fur'

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Soft Fur

Moar

Couch Band Demo, 2016 

Make those clothes I'll be buried in from the fabric of space & time
And when I die, please put my blood in the neon lights
Being a broken, binary body makes no sense to my bones
Crack the ribs, take the heart, take apart the nightmarish hopes in my home

Sometimes sunshine feels like a bad joke played on my skin
And I peel the loose ends of body till I don't feel again

Will they take my voice and file it away?
For reference just in case my ghost comes back without my face

Sometimes sunshine feels like a bad joke played on my skin
And I peel the loose ends of body till I don't feel again

Nothing matters anymore
Not to me, not to her, not to him, not to them, not to us, that's what you said
But I cry alone in bad when sad music hits my head
It chews me up, I fall asleep, and dream up all the things I fear:

Afraid of loving, living, dying
Afraid of breakfast, truth, and lying 
Afraid of ants on picnic dates
Afraid of cars parked down my street
Afraid of church
Afraid of weight
Afraid of nights I stay awake
Afraid of loving, living, dying
Afraid of staying in my body

Sometimes sunshine feels like a bad joke played on my skin
And I peel the loose ends of body till I don't feel again

Dirty, Dirty Demos

It's Not Healthy

I Know It's Not Healthy (DEMO 2016)

Game Over

I like Interpol and wanted to give a wack at trying to recreate the song myself. Lemme know if its dank.

Interpol - Obstacle 1 (cover)

Up In The Air

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every night we go to sleep touching
and every morning it seems like you don't know me
i paint your discretion up to be what i need it to be
but deep down know that you won't waste good love on me

i could only with that you told me that you had nothing for me
i wish you were here for these 40 hours driving 
we'd take a break in the back seat

distance bleeds it out of me slowly
i calm down and get back to poor sleep
i just hope that you're doing much better than me
we both know what we'd do if we met on the street

sleep touching

Kid Cadaver

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