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While you can run for cover, you still can't disappear. You paint your face, you shave your head, your eyes still bulge in fear. You turn your back, you break the bottle, put your hands up, you're seeing double. I can't communicate with someone who can't be insane. With you my breath won't evaporate. You ain't seen me at my worst but fucking close. Ain't caught a soul yet who can break the hold. I came to your recital, scrutinized every note. I called it like I saw it but it all came out in shitty prose. You played me like a fiddle; I swore to god I was getting close. You called me the best of all time; I called you the final throes. Footnote on the shape of my turtle shell: Fault lines suit me so well.
No you can't come to my party; crashed your car, can't even start it. Declare are you sorry now? Black light shows your face is drenched in previous malice intended. Do you believe me now?
Accelerate; you know you can. Hungry for days; I hear you. Bend back your knees; just take this hit and move on out into the waves. You're killing it. We're topside but we can't see shit. The sound of thunder sounds like a broken speaker in a broken cabinet. But don't listen to me. The promoter says it's fresh and new, iconic, authentic and fucking bold. We like breathing, screaming slow and shallow. And you know the kids won't respond unless you break it, unless you mean to. It's trendy static. It's hard to dance to. It's straight eccentric. It really hits home. It's fantasy. It's x and o.
No you can't come to my party; crashed my car can't even start it. Declare are you sorry now. Black light shows my face is drenched in layers of shit and hours wasted. Do you believe me now?

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Gandor Chorale Brooklyn, New York

A big hug of rustic electropunk for your sleepless canine soul. We're a Brooklyn three-piece via Maine and Queens playing really loud pop music. Check out our Patreon at www.patreon.com/GandorChorale
or our Youtube channel for music videos: www.youtube.com/channel/UCLmvlNmeZAupz_Hypmt_qMg?view_as=public
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