Name: State Of Decay by poison door
Duration: 4 min 58 s
Description: Songs in progress. Some have vocals, some don't. All are on the heavier side of what I write.

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LOVE LETTERS 
(Bryant/Cifuentes)
Lyrics by Tracy Bryant
Tracy: Vocals, Guitar
Robert: Bass, Synth, Drums

I'm not gonna think about the times together
I don't wanna hear about the stormy weather
I thought I'd be no good without you
you know I'm alright without you
I can get by without you
I don't wanna know about the love letters
I don't wanna hear about no ever after
It doesn't matter how it was founded 
you say there's no way around it
that I better not take it for granted
I don't wanna hear the cries
I don't care about the times
I don't wanna know about the love letters
I don't believe in no ever after

CORNERS - "Love Letters"

Songs in progress. Some have vocals, some don't. All are on the heavier side of what I write.

State Of Decay

Song by Simins, Weiss Simins, and SERVICE. Produced by Russell Simins. Recorded at Postal Recording. Engineered by Tyler Watkins and Alex Kerchaval. Mixed by Russell Simins and Ken Rose. Mastered Fred Kevorkian and Kevorkian Mastering NYC. 

Lyrics:

We fell oh so fast
Can’t believe we ended up like that
Now can I walk?

In an age of “look at me” 
I was a no-show
I got something on my shirt
It’s starting to sink in though
My sticky fingers climbing
And they’re creeping up your neck bone
Writing sha-na-na-na-na 
On a backup singer’s headstone

Hey, I’m a thin-skinned lady
Hey, I’m a vulnerable baby
Hey, I’m a downer daily,
Hey, go on and use me

I’ll bring you down
I’ll bring you down
Bring you down,
But I’ll break the fall

In an age of affectation 
I’m the mailman
I got static in my ears
And seeping through my big hands
Real wild Van Gogh ideas
Never solid plans though
I got no hot-cha-cha
Just panic when the bars close

I know places you don’t know now
I know places we can go now
Can I walk? Can I walk alone?

Don’t you dare tease 
If you’re not gonna give it
I heard it all before 
But I like how you spin it
Oh, can I walk?

State Of Decay

poison door

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