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Ain't It Great
04:06
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Silver haze, eleventh grade, head of state
Walking backwards through a maze
Sunny days on a silver plate, icy trays
I’ll be singing in the shade
What’d they say?
Oh, just a phase?
Just in case
Left the den without a trace
Had a taste of blurry rays from a basket case
Send my memos out to space
Every exit’s just another way of getting into getting out
So get me out
Get me
Every exit’s just another way of getting into getting out
Silver haze, eleventh grade, ain’t it great?
Walking backwards through a maze?
Found a place, so save the date, call it fate
I’ll be dreaming in the grave
Every exit’s just another way of getting into getting out
So get me out
Get me
Every exit’s just another way of getting into getting out
So get me out
Get me
Get me out
Get me
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What's Your Drug
03:15
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Is it the fruit in the finest wine?
Making a deal with father time?
Is it tragic, is it passion, is it love?
Is it a throne on the highest hill?
Is it alcohol or pills?
Is it music or euphoric fortunes from above?
What’s your drug?
What’s that thing you just can’t get enough of?
What’s your drug?
What’s that thing you just can’t get enough of?
Is it the man behind the moon
Or the lady in its light?
Is it perfect, is it worth it, is it love?
Is it anything on ice?
Another chance to roll the dice?
Is it fleeting, is it fading out of touch?
What’s your drug?
What’s that thing you just can’t get enough of?
What’s your drug?
What’s that thing you just can’t get enough of?
Is it love, the dizzy dance of every spark?
Is it lazy afternoons or shooting stars after dark?
Is it love, between the heat in every spar?
Maybe finding your hyena who’s got laughter in her heart?
Is it love?
Is it love?
Is it love?
Is it love?
Is it love?
Is it love?
What’s your drug?
What’s that thing you just can’t get enough of?
What’s your drug?
What’s that thing?
Is it the last for the hundredth time?
Am I really all that fine?
But since I heard it, since the first hit it was love
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The Wolf
03:06
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If I’m the wolf and you’re the moon
I’d tilt my head and sing to you
If I’m the wolf and you’re the moon
I’d make my bed in sight of you
To my surprise, you were mine for the night
The dawn’s disguise had timed our goodbye
And the sight of your eyes lit bright as the violet skies
That pilots fly
My pride, my vice
If I’m the coast and you’re the moon
Raise my tide for me to comfort you
If I catapult into the moon
Spread your light as I come for you
Awooooo
Awooooo
Awooooo
Awooooo
If I’m the wolf and you’re the moon
I’d tilt my head and sing to you
If I’m the wolf and you’re the moon
I’d make my bed in sight of you
Awooooo
Awooooo
Awooooo
Awooooo
Awooooo
Awooooo
Awooooo
Awooooo
If I’m the wolf and you’re the moon
I’d tilt my head and sing to you
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Bermuda Search Party Boston, Massachusetts
Formed in Boston in 2018, Bermuda Search Party (FKA The Q-Tip Bandits) have emerged into the scene as an energetic, vibrant act. With palpable grooves coated with smooth, soul-inspired riffs, anthemic horns and meaningful lyrics, BSP aim to capture the freedom and joy found on the other side of hardship, and to show that happiness is not a light that is void of darkness, but a balance of the two. ... more
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