This song is soo good the more I listen to it the more I relate to it

*insert beepy electronic music that absolutely hooks me in every time here*

It's a dopamine highscore!
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2 Bed, 2 Bath (and a Ghost)

To the water Father Finlee walks 
Hardly bothered by the ten-pound lock 
‘Round his ankles, every step he takes 
Heaven’s angels tremble in his wake 

Never seen a wall so high, 
Watch dogs around the clock 
Guards at every corner 
(And they don’t bother calling the coroner) 
Once a man gets locked inside 
He’s here ‘till the reaper knocks 
Or so they thought, till they saw one night
That man escape, and to this day
Every inmate knows his name

To the water Father Finlee walks 
Hardly bothered by the ten-pound lock 
‘Round his ankles, every step he takes 
Heaven’s angels tremble in his wake 

Legend has it he was raised in an attic 
Mom and dad could barely afford the same pattern 
Of asylum after asylum, praying to Poseidon 
To keep the darkness outside of him; CLASSIC
They say he never muttered a word 
Until the crucifix around the neck of a corrections officer 
Caught his eye, he said “My oh my, 
I think I just found my ticket out of Hell on earth.” 

To the water Father Finlee walks 
Hardly bothered by the ten-pound lock 
‘Round his ankles, every step he takes 
Heaven’s angels tremble in his wake 




It only takes a week or two 
To break a god-fearing man 
Ease him in with the smalltalk 
(And then plant ideas ‘till his ears fall off) 
Finlee played that guard like a fiddle 
Turned his own fears into a homing missile 
“Father, can you save my soul…” 
“First you gotta bring me a little C4”

Bang flash - take an educated guess 
How the blast didn’t singe a single hair on his chest 
He just stands in the rubble, beneath the floodlights 
When despite the chains on his feet and weak muscles 
He walked off, spawned a generation of knock-off 
Fanatics who got caught claiming they was raised in the attic 
To follow in the steps of a priest 
Who traded his fate for the depths of the sea 

Feet hurt, hands are dirty 
Warden said supper ends ‘round 5:30 
But I don’t think we need to 
Save him a seat tonight

To the water Father Finlee walks 
Hardly bothered by the ten-pound lock 
‘Round his ankles, every step he takes 
Heaven’s angels tremble in his wake

Father Finlee

give a little

Day Job

Back and Forth

Brittle Bones Nicky 3

Sweat, ache, Hands shake
Heart begins to palpitate
Legs twitch. Twist and kick
Something’s wrong
Eyes wide, dilate
Every shadow seems unsafe
Can’t sleep, can’t eat
Help me, I’m gone

Well I drank, sipped, sucked it up
Threw every last shred of hope in the cup
Then knocked it back, world fades to black
Not quenched until I drown
Now where’s my soul said I
This twitching kid with the bloodshot eyes
Got oh so high, failed to fly
Now falling to the ground 

What would make you get so battered
That your bones betray you, start to shatter
And you can’t relate to all the happy little night-time boys and girls

Stop. Kick. Twist. Now. 

Teeth clench, hands too
Won’t do what I want them to
Can’t think, need drink
Wrong kind of thirst
But it’s done, sense won
Couldn’t handle all this fun
Save breath, crave death
Can’t be much worse

And I’m sick, sigh, can’t abide
This twitching track from wet to dry
I’m too old to cry, too young to die
Too rabid for the pack
So I’ll spit, try to hold it in
Search for a sign of life within
And I’ll fake a grin until my skin
Is starting to crack

What would make you get so battered
That your bones betray you, start to shatter
And you can’t relate to all the happy little night-time boys and girls
Well you’ve got to break through, got to battle through
The nights that hate you, ‘til you’re better
And the shakes can’t shake you
Like the happy little night-time boys and girls

So just stay cool and break through this sick delirium state
I got wasted, now I’m tasting the cruel justice of fate

Can’t sleep. Bones creak.
Must seek the night-time boys and girls

What would make you get so battered
That your bones betray you, start to shatter
And you can’t relate to all the happy little night-time boys and girls
Well you’ve got to break through, got to battle through
The nights that hate you, ‘til you’re better
And the shakes can’t shake you
Like the happy little night-time boys and girls

Delirium Tremendous

White Tuxedo

Night Life

kai Capek4

Hurt - Oliver Tree (Cover) 1

Wow I can't believe you use soundcloud lol.
here's 'the link'
https://drum.io/legrand

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LeGrand

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