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The Last Known Solider
04:11
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Dabbling & meddling in hard times, now you say he sunk to the bottomless shore. Resting his life in peace in the underground.
Crack up a level while I take a step down. We'll wind down and walk to the store. Lesley's the type, he's the guy who'll be feeling shy, he knows.
Produce your goods and produce your guns.
Do ya wanna do pistols at dawn?
Don't feed the shutter and the clatter and the clutter 'till then.
Overtaken in the lead he thought he'd won it. Want it all to be forgotten now? His body was discovered at 10:30 p.m last night.
Walking around going unnoticed by all those who pass him by.
Invisibility, happy as can be.
Announced out loud the whole damn town "the death of a man has occurred. Who even cares? He'll be forgotten about tonight.
He don't want 'em to see how he sees it in his eyes. They don't realise.
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Tall Tailed Truth
02:42
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Tell me a tall tailed truth. Dying, murder.
Uncover what you keep closed. Wrapped neatly, undercover.
Stuck out black tongue. Little fibber. I would never.
I could point the finger if anyone's a singer 'cause you can't live forever and I can't keep shouting and offering you your last meal.
Don't you know you made a deal?
No one asked how you are.
'Cause we don't get that far.
With only two days shorter than twenty four hours why not try it all?
Big man, money spender.
Feed, feed the register because Count Dracula would suck your pocket dry in any way to get him by 'cause you can't live forever and I can't keep shouting and offering you your last meal.
Don't you know you made a deal?
No one asked how you are.
'Cause we don't get that far.
So take your loyalty and don't come back to me.
Your telephone rings but I just keep singing.
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Never We'll Be
03:55
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Drop one, drop two. How're ya feeling?
Who's your friend? Who's mouth keeps speeding?
Wide eyes keep flickering from side to side.
Take a look at him. It's not very nice.
Sit him down. Did he fall down?
He's in a black hole. Thinks someone will eat his soul.
Looks around the room, thinks everyone's a mole.
A very devilish and fiendish sorta kinda plan could come together if he hadn't of got up and ran.
Sit him down. Did he fall down?
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A Way Today
02:58
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I can see exactly what you're doing.
You're trying to get in my head but your games won't work.
Go straight to jail i'm winning this one without fail.
I know I was feeling kinda down.
I came straight back up but you came fighting back.
What can I do to turn these thoughts upside down.
I can't run away from myself anymore.
I've been silent too long.
I'm gonna make myself heard.
How the fuck am I supposed to deal with the bad ways you bring to my mind? You're one of a kind. But I'm not feeling very fucking kind towards you. I've had enough. So sick of looking and feeling so god damn rough.
Just look. That's how it is. I've grown so tired of your heavy load.
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Committed Sin
06:50
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Searching for a letter at the bottom of his pocket.
Years and years are far too gone. Has he been forgotten.
I recall from time to time i'd say "hello".
A stone age man stuck in this modern, neon land.
Powder your nose. Forget who you are.
Kids overtaking us. We don't get very far.
The time of day? The time or place? I don't care.
What's his name? Where's his home?
Who to call? Not my son.
Want it? Time going backwards just isn't an option.
Moving forward in reverse so we don't be forgotten.
Hi. Good day. Yesterday. Tomorrow moves so slow.
A simple mind stuck in this rented suited time.
He don't want it all. He just wants a bed.
He needs someone but he's lost in his head.
His friends all take time to tell him he's fine.
He won't admit that he's dying inside.
He tried to do good and what's right for her.
But everything fails and it get harder.
'Cause she is too good oh too good for him.
And every time he speaks he's just committing sin.
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No One's Missing You
05:29
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I won't be forgetting but I won't be sad.
I'm not gonna kick down your door.
Pushing will turn to shoving which then will turn to nothing just like I did all the times before.
Oh, what to do for me and you?
Oh, you want it all but all I want is you.
Can I talk? No one's listening.
Can I stay? No one's waiting.
You're too good for all of this.
You're too good for me.
Oh, what to do for me and you?
Oh, you want it but all I want is you.
Can I talk? No one's listening.
Can I stay? No one's waiting.
You're too good for all of this.
You're too good for me.
I won't be forgetting. This push will come to shove.
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Gone Too Long
05:16
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Night time happenings always lingering on your mind.
Erase the fact that you caught him being Mr. Two Time.
Your face tells every lie it can.
Stumbling your way outside and look what you see next,
A man you recognise who on good days looks bad at best,
And the sweat brings a sting to your eyes.
I won't be there to see you falling when you both land.
You're both about as useless so please, lend me a hand of wasted time and two wasted days.
He knows what's going on 'cause he wasn't born yesterday.
How soon will this act stop and when will you be on your way?
My friend, the last bus has arrived.
D'ya think he came down the last shower 'cause he ain't said a word about your foolish acts and how you're being so absurd.
My friend, you're finished now.
Can see it in his eyes his ego says otherwise.
So bring him down a notch and then remove his disguise.
Where's his face?
He'll pull a bluff and you'll be fooled like every other time this happened.
He'll keep talking short of the truth although you've got proof.
Produce your papers proving that this act ain't a spoof.
My friend, we've been gone too long.
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Seven Ways To Get Ahead
07:01
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Come to my front door but bring your lonely self.
Make sure no one's around 'cause I wasn't around when she said she was leaving and packing her bags. No time wasted now she's halfway down my street. But she'll always return back here for more annoyance. Although, I've spoken out loud but I'm talking to walls. How enthralling, appalling that someone is mauling this story and tearing it apart.
Never again will I be your talking head. I'm getting so tired of this bed. I'm so restless and senseless but I will caress, fix this mess oh no less. All I want in return is to earn my place back to the top. So I'm spilling the beans. I'm mean and I'm keen. So I lean toward becoming one with my own useless thoughts. Where's the smile that you brought. I can be self taught if I put my mind to anything.
I'm the one who stays up looking for the right time to leave.
I'll make sure you don't wake up when I pack my bags and get up to leave.
Caught red handed. Kept going when I should have landed. Cooking up a storm out of the norm 'cause I was born into a world of hurt and of pain. Is nobody here sane? I'm still taking the blame though I'm not in the wrong. It's a feeling that prolongs even after I'm told it's alright but I still feel a slight bit of fright in the night. I'm losing everything to you.
I'm the one who stays up looking for the right time to leave.
I'll make sure you don't wake up when I pack my bags and get up to leave.
Are you reformed? No? Can't you recall? Don't you remember the trouble and much more? Tangling wires and spreading your lies. They were never not gonna grow bigger in size. No! We won't wait for the trouble that you brought. Never again will you knock on my door. I hope you carry this weight around. Go and get fucked. I hope you're run out of town.
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Future West County Louth, Ireland
Indie/alt./lo fi act from Dundalk, Ireland.
New album "Who Will Forgive All My Sins" is out now via Blowtorch Records.
contact - futurewestmusic@gmail.com
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