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The Neighborhood


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Tarnish Amputated such an awesome track, the moment I heard it I had to check you guys out. I am going to start playing your music in clubs in New Orleans, and many other places once my band gets on the road...keep up the creativity...and always keep it weird an unique...

Tarnish Favorite track: Amputated.
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yeah the drugs still exist, but i only do them with you breathe in, inhale me, inside of you your mouth, my mouth, i cant get enough slow-motion shadows swallow us up hit shit, spit shit, stay up all night tinfoil on windows to keep out the light predator of the sidewalk; concrete eater. so fucking evil you're rotted through? fuck you, believe me, done worse things than you. you watch your step or the Neighborhood will meander where we dont know the streets so kiss me here, on the playground swings summon ghosts, real ones, to haunt our things perform on the stage the streetlights hum their applause; it's magic: as magic as you can believe there must be something about us (you and me) and it's dangerous, you're dangerous to me
jesus fuck man, its gotten weird in here. feels like a boiler room: the walls are closing in. turn it louder 'til it hurts, party monster. we got no one but each other but a bitter motherfucker wants to pull open the shades, gonna ruin us. and i dont wanna go home, im not ready to. and if you ever hit the lights then we'll break this whole shit, 'cause i dont wanna go home -- im not going to. jesus fuck man, it's got so complicated we give up, i give up, so give me what you have 'cause you are what you have, and not one thing more we got no one but each other fucking eyes burn here we go again on the prowl from one scene to the other from warehouse to your house the night it seeps from one into another tonight we slow burn like 1999 turn it louder til it hurts, party monster tonight we slow burn neverending and if i ever try to leave, don't you let me second wind girl, ive been reborn again another cut, another minute ill be ready to brawl but dont look at me like that when you gave my love to another fucking eyes burn here we go again on the prowl from one scene to the other from warehouse to your house the night it seeps from one into another
Let's sit on the roof and watch the sun slide into the corners of the houses 'til its barely out of view. Oh, the suburbs can relate; tonight it's hoodie weather. And the sky will cast its hues and paint our faces, me and... I've made something new And would like to share with you But I'm a little insecure So maybe I will tomorrow maybe i will tomorrow I'm worried about something I needed you to say. And I apologize if this is all a bit 2005, but we're okay. and i just forgot to tell you: that i might not go back home tonight. 'cause this neighborhood's so cruel and I never thought id say that i miss school but at least i got to see... yeah at least i got to see... yeah at least i got to see you every single day
Amputated 02:22
Wake up now. what is time and how long do i have to stay? heard it in the silence; saw it on the screen; found it in the egress; it amputated me. i stay destroyed sleep a day, a week to stem the flow: feel me like a phantom limb of hands around your throat. bleed away a lifetime with me; or wrap it tight in tourniquets and saw it all away. i stay destroyed. god hates the world. i hate the world.
AOL 02:28
fuck the internet, im not on it. offline -- system shock. get real. no cable. stay in. im single player. MIKE AND CRAIG cant get online they're stuck on windows 95, and how they gonna send you pics of their floppy disks no disk drive? on your PC screenshots of their shit are your desktop. amassed their fortune from aol stock, 6 phonelines -- don't disconnect. fuck the net i dont wanna be on it, world wide web, man cant stay off it. nice car. nice teeth. pretty girl in the front seat. palm trees. dont you dare wish you were me. Look like shit, feel like shit and i wanna go home. friday night, show time. never leave this room. anybody else miss 1995? or maybe it's just me. got chatroom-culture shock; LOL-hypertextholic. beige box god im a chronophobic. you dont live in interesting times, kill yourself for infinite lives, NO mercy owed; NO mercy given, game's not over til you win it. I want your URLs: send me your shit so i can visit it. Three letters: IRL it only exists if you tune in, Turn on, drop out, install, log on AOL. get set, sign on, destroy, you've got mail. unpause, reset, molest, burn in hell. FUCK the internet; hope it folds.


released July 5, 2019


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