Oh! Frenchy

Produced + Engineered by Jacob Munk & Mastered by Joe Lambert
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Your words seep through my skin
Electric whisper deep in the night 
You move so nice I forget why I'm angry
A perfect combo to destroy lives 
I'll never know

I just don't think
I just don't think I believe you love 
I just don't think 
I just don't think I believe in us

Too tranqued to fight you and win 
I'll sizzle out if you buy your time 
I am the puppet crafted with iron chains 
I can see them but don't seem to mind 
I'll never know

I just don't think
I just don't think I believe you love 
I just don't think 
I just don't think I believe in us

Thanks for the cigs and all the booze 
But it'd be nice to have my medicine too
You spent all our money for groceries 
On some cheap ass jewelry 
And all the things that you prefaced with "one day"
I forgot but that day was last Friday
I'm all for making a change 
But you trapped me in my id imma drown in it

I just don't think
I just don't think I believe you love 
I just don't think 
I just don't think I believe in us

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Turbulence

Produced + Engineered by Jacob Munk & Mastered by Joe Lambert
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Stick my head outside your ride
I feel like I'm flyin while you drive, canyon side
Yelling at some passerby, talking shit
At least I'll die amused, and young

Oh now I'm feelin naked
Like the first time I made it
Shows over at the sea now, run
I saw this once in a dream I'm freakin out
Oh now we're getting naked
Like the first time I made it
It's fucking cold by the sea now, run
I need another drink in me, I'm freakin out

Stick my head outside your ride
I feel like I'm flyin while you drive, canyon side
Yelling at some passerby, talking shit
At least I'll die amused, and young

Oh now I'm feelin weightless
We're laughing crude and tasteless
My tongue's getting in the way of my mind
Does this double vision mean I shouldn't drive?
Oh now you're getting naked
It's the first time we made it
I'm tripping over my jeans I'm done
I saw this once in a dream I'm freakin out

Too poor for the bar
Let's get drunk at my car

One day things might change
I could care less either way

Stick my head outside your ride
I feel like I'm flyin while you drive, canyon side
Yelling at some passerby, talking shit
I'll never die too soon, or young

Juvenile

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Self Discovery

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Walking On Ice

Warm Animal

Produced by Bob Curtin
Mixed by Mike Schuppan
Mastered by Dave Cooley
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Wake. Me. Up.

Lyrics and Melody Written by:
- Havelock & Luke Fitton

Music Composed by:
- Havelock & Luke Fitton

Produced by:
- Luke Fitton

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young nasty on the mic with that sweet sweet honey

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