nightclubs in heaven

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Eyes of an angel Prod by Kissinjune

Tangerine Soul


Coming undone
Coming undone
Coming undone
Coming undone

Nothing stays the same
Nothing feels the same
Since the light
Began to fade

I never wavered
I swear I tried to stay
They were dragging me away
And we were crying out
As the darkness made it’s final claim
Just give me one more day

Nothing is left of me
Nothing is all I feel
I could be grieving
For how things used to be

Sometimes I feel you close
As I stumble
Down this painful road
My fractured soul
Feels whole again

You never wavered
I swear you tried to stay
They were dragging you away
And we were crying out
As the darkness made it’s final claim
Just give us one more day
To say the words
We need to say
Did you know how much we adore you
So come back to us
Just one more day


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One More Day

Silvertide Tambourines

Have you ever fell in love with the Grim Reaper before? 

Reaper’s Rhythm [Prod. NIGHT DRESS]

WE ARE THE PEOPLE

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"Lonely Age"

Drifting through life, full of vacant replies
Wandering lost, like a motherless child
Not a word to say, in this lonely age
Wanna look away, go back to sleep
Accept defeat, flee in retreat, disguised

Once I could say, I was willing to try
Seeking the source, for a meaningful life
Now I pretend, just to claim I belong
Safely in step, with the vacuous throngs

Heaven knows I’d never make it
So pathetic that I ever tried to fake it
Graduate of voluntary mind-enslavement
Flew the coop and joined the troops,
A simple sleuth
Reporting from the lonely age now

Not a word to say, in this lonely age
Try to look away and, go back to sleep
Admit defeat, flee in retreat, disguised

Caught in a lie, that I’d gladly concede
Choosing a side, isn’t easy for me

Cause heaven knows I’d never make it
So pathetic that I ever tried to fake it
Graduate of voluntary mind-enslavement
Threw the coup, negotiated truth’s abatement

(Patrick Bateman)

And heaven knows we’d never make it
So pathetic that we ever tried to fake it
Graduates of voluntary mind-enslavement
Flew the coop, and joined the troops
Still put to use, consulting for the lonely age now

Written by Christian Carpenter and Derek Barber
Recorded by Robert Shelton at Tiny Telephone in Oakland, CA
Mixed by Jake Aron
Mastered by Bijan Sharifi 

Christian Carpenter: Vocals, Electric Bass, OBX, Dx7, Drum Machine Programming, Eventide H910 live effects processing
Anthony Ferraro: ARP 2600, Hammond B3 Organ, Studiologic Sledge 
Derek Barber: Slide Electric Guitar
Mark Clifford: Vibraphones
Andrew Maguire: Bongos, Shaker
Geneva Harrison: Drums

Nihilist funk indie groover with insightful, precise lyrics, hooky choruses, and crafty word-play.

Lonely Age

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Nothing By It (ft. Ella Walton)

I make dreampop stuff and will try to share it here before everywhere else

Nothing By It (ft. Ella Walton)

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