Warpaint

"Eyelids!/Lunar (og by Quentel The Cryptid)
laundry list
fingertips
legs are going nowhere quick
been found out
tracked you down
so we wear blank expressions now
is it who you are?
who you long to be?
(does it wait down the hall?)
so this is it
your last plot twist
so violent, directionless
(or is this your curtain call?)
take your insides out - ok
don't make a sound - ok
yeah, we live in eyelids and underground
(should your past be absolved?)
leave a message after the tone
(you're just waiting, watching, unknown)
leave a message after the tone
(leave a message after the tone)
leave a message after the tone
[A specter that arrives unannounced/
/The blankness in a date and a time]
[It's saying something but the frequency's out/
/Some fragments that u hope not to find]
[I don't remember- just a voice on a tape/
/U lost the sequence- come on, figure it out]
[Maintain your silence, catalogue it this way/
/Felt every second on the way to the ground]
I can still hear it now
You're taking last looks back at the living world and that's all
It's a long way back but it's not your trek anymore
You're taking last looks back at the living world and that's all
It's a long way back but it's not your trek anymore
You're taking last looks back at the living world...
And that's all
I think it's over and out



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Doing covers of some of our NORCAL favorites. Felt the intense compulsion to pay homage to these Bay Area locals, who have been around to make some true grass roots classics and this is the only way we thought to admire them as deeply as we can. The cover art is Volly's illustration of Stork Club, a staple venue for Bay Area acts getting last min. shows. It resided in Oakland, California for a 100+ years until closing down during the pandemic. BUT last week Thee Stork Club celebrated with their Grand Re-Opening Party. We're still here bxtch


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Eyelids! / Lunar (og by Quentel The Cryptid)

"Husband Stitch / I Need a Mam (og by Dogs That Bite)"
I'm gonna need you here for a while
So you better tuck in mothafucka
(I know you would, I hope you would
Make this feeling last forever bb)
I need u oh bb
I need you like you used to be
When shit was new
When shit was cool
(I know you would, I hope you would
Make this feeling last forever bb)
Mam!
I need a mam
Mam, mam, mam, mam, mam
Mam


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Doing covers of some of our NORCAL favorites. Felt the intense compulsion to pay homage to these Bay Area locals, who have been around to make some true grass roots classics and this is the only way we thought to admire them as deeply as we can. The cover art is Volly's illustration of Stork Club, a staple venue for Bay Area acts getting last min. shows. It resided in Oakland, California for a 100+ years until closing down during the pandemic. BUT last week Thee Stork Club celebrated with their Grand Re-Opening Party. We're still here bxtch


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Husband Stitch / I Need a Mam (og by Dogs That Bite)

"Your Name Here (og by United Defiance)"
Your name here
Would you do it differently?
Your name here
Would you say it honestly?
Your name here
Cause it's your name here
Did what you did
Did what I did
Did what you did
Did what I did
(Are you any different?)
Are you any different?
Are you any different?
Your name here
Would you do it differently?
Your name here
Would you say it honestly?
Your name here
Cause it's your name here
Did what you did
Did what I did
Did what you did
Did what I did
(Are you any different?)
Are you any different?
Are you any different?


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Doing covers of some of our NORCAL favorites. Felt the intense compulsion to pay homage to these Bay Area locals, who have been around to make some true grass roots classics and this is the only way we thought to admire them as deeply as we can. The cover art is Volly's illustration of Stork Club, a staple venue for Bay Area acts getting last min. shows. It resided in Oakland, California for a 100+ years until closing down during the pandemic. BUT last week Thee Stork Club celebrated with their Grand Re-Opening Party. We're still here bxtch


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Your Name Here (og by United Defiance)

[Play 
"One"
on Pandora]

(Cause it's like, I should just be on the street biting myself and screaming at people. That's really what my, it's what's, what's, ya know, what's in my heart, ya know, like my ministry. (laughs) That's my ministry, it's just being on the street biting myself and screaming at people. But ya know, I, if I could, if I could take that and put it into a band instead, that'd be good. I just don't want it to go to waste, ya know?)

I can't remember anything
Can't tell if this is true or dream
Deep down inside I feel the scream
This terrible silence stops me
Now that the war is through with me
I'm waking up, I cannot see
That there's not much left of me
Nothing is real but pain now
Hold my breath as I wish for death
Oh please, God, wake me
Back in the womb it's much too real
In pumps life that I must feel
But can't look forward to reveal
Look to the time when I'll live
Fed through the tube that sticks in me
Just like a wartime novelty
Tied to machines that make me be
Cut this life off from me
Hold my breath as I wish for death
Oh please, God, wake me

Darkness
Imprisoning me
All that I see
Absolute horror
I cannot live
I cannot die
Trapped in myself
Body my holding cell

Landmine
Has taken my sight
Taken my speech
Taken my hearing
Taken my arms
Taken my legs
Taken my soul
Left me with life in hell

Now the world is gone, I'm just one
Oh God, help me
Hold my breath as I wish for death
Oh please, God, wake me

One (og by Metallica)

The Garden

I tried to speak 
My mind was blank 
An angel came to me to say 
Hold your tongue 
But hold your faith 
Closer in the latter days 

Yeahs 

Her eyes were gleaming with the sun 
She speaks of folly 
She speaks of fun 
And mentions that we all should run 
Away yeah 

Yeah 

From which is tainting to our souls 
And brings the heart into a bowl
Of blacked feelings spawned of old 
Nothing more than wretched woes 

Yeah 

Lucy tried 
That bitch she spoke 
I threw her out and all her jokes 
Mountains full of overgrown 
Ideals that will never get me right 

Yeah 

I curved that bloody blacked bowl 
And all the fish that want my soul 
I moved into the light I did 
And found myself to be the kind of kid 

Yeah 

Who loves so free and boundless 
Yet is still adept in who has wept
And who is faking all the tears
And keeping those from seeing better years 

Yeah

That angel said to ditch the crown 
and make yourself alike a hound 
Loyal in your heart your mind 
Your flesh will be with the

 most high

Flesh

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Done

Antioch CA , Yace (Yah-Seh) 

Telling the story through my point of view. Perspectives and appreciation for what is, what was and what will be. <33

Flesh

YaceThePainter

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