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Song 1146: title not recovered, by THE FREEZE (archived)

Recovered from the Internet Archive. This page comes from a ListenSmart.com capture saved by the Wayback Machine on July 18, 2003. The original text is preserved where it survives; links and layout have been adapted for this restoration. Historical account, search, posting, voting, playback and download features are inactive; their labels remain as plain text. Images that were never archived are marked as such. Audio files were not recovered for this archive.

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Song: Title not recovered
Artist: THE FREEZE
Genres: Punk, Indie, Unassigned Genre
Captured: July 18, 2003 (14 captures)

What survives: the page text; the title was not recovered. Nothing has been guessed. Try the song list or search.

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[THE FREEZE]

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• Hanger/Close

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Song Info:

Review Count: 8 Rate Avg. : 9.38

Review:

GrumpyOldMan is a fart-lighting smegmasac and he's got it in his hand, oui? This song and every song by The Freeze kicks ass. If ya don't like PUNK stay out of the Genre.

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NEW POISON

Review Count: 8

  PRIM. GENRE : [ Punk ]
  SEC. GENRE : [ Indie ]
  ADD. GENRE : [ Unassigned Genre ]

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BRIEF DESC. :

An Addicts brain has changed into a grotesque and unfamiliar part of him. With a dull saw and some quick Self-surgery he hopes he will restore his mind

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Lyrics

NEW POISON EACH DAY NEW POISON SPREADS THROUGH MY VEINS ROBS ME OF SELF-RESPECT I'LL LEAVE YOU WHAT REMAINS NOTHING GETS FINISHED I'VE BARELY GROWN MY FRIENDS HAVE MOVED AWAY AND LEFT ME ON MY OWN THOUGHTS TURNING VIOLENT TEARS RING MY EYES RAGE WITH NO PLACE TO VENT WILL MELT OFF THIS DISGUISE HEAD SPINNING BACKWARDS MIND IN DECAY THE BEST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN? SOMEONE BLOWS IT ALL AWAY IT'S ALL USED UP THE THRILL IS GONE I DON'T KNOW WHY I KEEP HANGING ON I CAN'T STRIKE THESE FEELINGS I CAN'T NUMB THE PAIN SO I THINK I'LL REACH INSIDE MY HEAD AND RE-ARRANGE MY BRAIN BUT THE BLOOD FLOW GETS BLINDING MY KNIFE'S STUCK IN BONE I'M TOO WEAK TO CUT MY SKULL I KNEEL AND DIE ALONE I'M ALL USED UP THE THRILL IS GONE I DON'T KNOW WHY I KEEP HANGING ON

Full Description

To quote Edward Gorey; "My favorite word is 'Silence', to continue would be perverse".

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