1. |
Burden
04:13
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Don’t say another word
Because I don’t care.
I don’t want to hear what you have to say
Because I don’t care.
I don’t want to hear a word in your defense,
I shouldn’t have to pay for your ignorance.
I don’t care.
Go silent in your exile.
Walk away in shame.
I’ve had enough of your foolishness.
I’m done with all of your games.
I don’t want to see your face anymore.
I don’t want to hear your name.
You’ve always been a burden,
And you’ve always been a bore.
You leech away my happiness,
Then you leech away some more.
Now it’s time to say good-bye.
It’s time to close the door.
Don’t say another word
Because I don’t care.
I don’t want to hear what you have to say
Because I don’t care.
I don’t want to hear a word in your defense,
I shouldn’t have to pay for your ignorance.
I don’t care.
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2. |
Crimson Sky
02:13
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Nothing lasts forever.
All parties must end.
Moments disappear
like breath on glass.
We'll still celebrate.
We'll laugh and sing.
And dance in circles
Under a Crimson sky.
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3. |
Lunatic Girl
02:59
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Luna-luna-luna-luna lunatic. x3
You're a lunatic girl.
You're a lunatic girl.
Tic-tic-tic-tic-tic-tic-tic you’re a lunatic x3
You're a lunatic girl.
You're a lunatic girl.
Tickle tickle tickle tickle lunatic x3
You're a lunatic girl.
You're a lunatic girl.
I see a lunatic and it might be you.
You're a lunatic girl.
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4. |
Land of Nothing
01:27
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Lost without meaning
In the land of nothing.
Look to the sky
And see infinite nothing.
Ask for answers
And hear nothing,
Feel nothing,
Believe in nothing.
Past, present and future
All seem for nothing.
Seek and Ye Shall Find
Nothing more than nothing;
Some illusions and confusion
In the land of nothing.
Nothing, nothing,
Nothing, nothing
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5. |
Ordinary Guy
02:56
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She said I was special,
But I'm not so special.
Just another sac of flesh and bones.
Counting down to the day I die.
So ordinary I could bore myself to death.
No better than the rest.
I'm just an ordinary guy,
But she thinks that I'm a prize.
Catch of the day/flavour of the month.
They can all devour me for lunch.
I wish that I was something,
But I'm just nothing.
Drunk, depressed and death obsessed.
How come I am such a mess?
She loves me but I don't know why.
I'm just an ordinary guy.
Just another sac of flesh and bones.
Counting down to the day I die.
I'm just an ordinary guy.
Counting down to the day I die.
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6. |
Walking Dead
02:39
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Devoid of purpose
I'll wander along.
Not sure when I lost it,
But my life is gone.
Spiritually dead
Beneath the flesh.
Moving along now
Without much rest.
When life's a blur, you
Should feel no pain,
Everything still hurts
Just the same.
Walking Dead
This is no life.
Dead inside
There is no point.
My body aches
Decayed from inside.
It has no soul,
yet it looks alive.
You know looks
Can often deceive.
You see me smiling,
But inside I grieve.
Avoided this fate
For so long.
Thought I'd escape.
But I was wrong.
Walking Dead
This is no life.
Dead inside
There is no point.
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Pay No Mind Brantford, Ontario
Pay No Mind is an post punk trio.
Although their intention was to start a noise band, Pay No
Mind eventually drew on influences from bands such as Joy Division, Nick Cave, Johnny Cash, The Doors, Mark Lanegan, The Ramones, and The Velvet Underground.
In 2018, Jade joined Pay No Mind playing the ashiko and djembe.
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