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When You're Not Wanted

A Siren

Lyrics
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Fill me up with perfect bluffs
I won’t need to eat for days
Now I’m totally ashamed 
I can’t touch a single thing

I’ve been humbled
Humiliated 
I won’t take it

My pride is punctured
Almost degraded 
Now I’m jaded

A straight edge bends, suddenly untethered 
Only soft sheets can stop me spinning
Take a warm thought, put it out in the cold
Look behind you, don’t look behind you

I’ve been humbled
Humiliated 
I can’t take it

My pride is punctured
Almost degraded 
Now I’m jaded
Now I’m jaded

Calm your brain, go to bed, it seems worse than it is
When you wake you won’t know what you said 
Until the next time you blow your lid

I’ve been humbled
Humiliated 
I won’t take it

My pride is punctured
Almost degraded 
Now I’m jaded

Predator

Lyrics
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So low, you feed silence wherever you go
Cut and blow with your green licence
If it makes you feel new 
Don’t need nobody to own
Heed to the voice of his master 
Like he knows you were young 
If you’d only dare ask her

Eighteen only eighteen
Now that I’ve begun listen to the lies that I’ve spun
Eighteen only eighteen
Wars can not be won twiddling my own two thumbs

Eighteen only eighteen
Now that I can call I know that I can plow through them all
Eighteen only eighteen
I can hold my tongue but only whilst I reload my lung

Take a break or switch vice
’til you can see straight
Just embrace the force of it
Let it make you feel new
Don’t need nobody to own
Heed to the voice of his master 
Like he knows you’re alone 
If you’d only dare ask her


Eighteen only eighteen
Now that I’ve begun listen to the lies that I’ve spun
Eighteen only eighteen
Wars can not be won twiddling my own two thumbs

Eighteen only eighteen
Now that I can call I know that I can plow through them all
Eighteen only eighteen
I can hold my tongue but only whilst I reload my lung

So low, you feed silence wherever you go
Cut and blow with your green licence
if it makes you feel new 
Don’t need nobody to own
Heed to the voice of his master 
Like he knows you were young
And you only wanna go faster

Eighteen only eighteen
Now that I’ve begun listen to the lies that I’ve spun
Eighteen only eighteen
Wars can not be won twiddling my own two thumbs

Eighteen only eighteen
Now that I can call I know that I can plow through them all
Eighteen only eighteen
I can hold my tongue but only whilst I reload my lung

Only 18

Lyrics
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Have you heard of that silly kind of sadness
Did you learn that it sometimes leads to madness
I don’t know that it will never be the same again
None of that should matter, I can’t predict the weather

Have you heard that you should go to see the staff nurse
Do you find you fuck up even if you rehearse 
I don’t know that I won’t ever feel that way again
Not that it should matter, I’ll just blame it on whatever

Stuck on a treadmill in your skull you’re confused
Nothing to do but maybe that’s just your mood
Emotional mechanics

Tumble through your sheets but still you struggle to rest
Teenage dreams of love don’t tend to feature the stress
Emotional mechanics
 
Have you heard of that silly kind of sadness
Did you weep whilst you think how much the past hurts
I don’t know that it will never be the same again
Not that it should matter, I can’t predict the weather

Have you heard you talk to much about your problems
Did you learn you probably shouldn’t put them in a song
I don’t know that I won’t ever feel that way again
Not that it should matter, just blame it on whatever
 
Locked in a stare up at the sky you’re bemused
It’s 4 o’clock you haven’t had any food
Emotional mechanics

Thinking back you don’t even remember the cause
Giving up too easy if you try it seems forced
Emotional mechanics

Emotional mechanics
It’s science
It’s logic
It’s traffic jams
It’s orphaned
It’s kisses
It’s arson

Emotional mechanics
It’s cosmic
It’s sexual
It’s heartache
It’s razor blades
It’s hate mail 
It’s homemade

Stuck on a treadmill in your skull you’re confused
Nothing to do but maybe that’s just your mood
Emotional mechanics

Tumble through your sheets but still you struggle to rest
Teenage dreams of love don’t tend to feature the stress
Emotional mechanics

EMOTIONAL MECHANICS

Silly Kind Of Sadness

Lyrics
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I lie to you whilst I knot your laces
Now why did you fall face first  
We tried to prove we’re kind to you
It’s how we get what we want

So I need to know now
If you’re gonna fight with me baby
Feels like I need to crack down
‘Cause you’ve been hating on me lately

So I need to know now
If you’re gonna fight with me baby
Feels like I need to crack down
‘Cause you’ve been hating on me lately

A knife for you divide the view
Distract the fools and steal their food
A smirk should work just come to church
And take a photo of me

So I need to know now
If you’re gonna fight with me baby
Feels like I need to crack down
‘Cause you’ve been hating on me lately

So I need to know now
If you’re gonna fight with me baby
Feels like I need to crack down
‘Cause you’ve been hating on me lately

Chum

Lyrics
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No, that’s not my problem, nothing to do with me
No, I won’t be troubled, live as far as I can see

If you know how it’s supposed to go why don’t you hit turbo
‘Cause the world is filling up certain doors are closing shut
What we’ve made is only paper thin with a prick of a pin
You could find we’re in too deep giving up our two front teeth 

No, that’s not my problem, nothing to do with me
No, I won’t be troubled, live as far as I can see

Estranged subdued, 
I’m in the kind mood to kill my friends for food
I’m finished giving up, suddenly I’m thunderstruck
What we’ve made can boil in to a stew and then come after you
It’s called the butterfly effect, don’t leave the cooking pot unchecked

Deny and hide that’s how we ride
We won’t be fooled ‘cause we went to school
it’s just good luck where we’re brought up
I’m tired of hearing you’re overlooked

No, that’s not my problem
No, I won’t be troubled
No, that’s not my problem
No, I won’t be troubled

Derogative Prerogative

We are a band from Yorkshire, we make Alternative Rock music using two electric guitars, a drum kit and voices. Listen to us, you might like us.
PAT, FINCH, TOM.

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