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Advlts EP

by ADVLTS

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1.
Raw Nerves 01:09
Raw nerves speak to us It's a language endured Some are used to it And others squirm Can’t manage to speak of it Can’t manage the hurt Of raw nerves You live in a paradise It’s Heaven ensured Where jelly confections They cover the earth Can’t manage to speak of it You’ve got no words Can’t manage to see through it Can’t manage the hurt Now you’re free of this In the dirt Raw nerves
2.
No Chords 00:52
No chords, no words No shape, no math No space, no time No language, no meaning No chords, no words No gesture, or idea No impulse, no reflex No nothing at all No chorus, no verse No chorus, no verse No chorus, no chorus No chorus, no chorus
3.
I’ve been chopped in half Sliced, hacked, and bothered Laying here in the grass Legs keep on walking I’m not intact I’ve been chopped I’ve been chopped in half It was a gaffe Left my body slashed But you’re so desperate to ask Can everything be forgiven, forgiven, forgiven? I’m just a scrap Chopped in half I keep waiting and waiting to reattach Chopped in half Half man Prepare to stare Prepare to gasp
4.
No more guitars - I took them away No more guitars - I took them away I took them away because they make me look Like a teenage clown Like a fucking jerk It doesn’t work I took them away Better update your resume Find someone to pay you not to play Don’t look at me, man, I took them away No more guitars - I took them away (x3) No more guitars
5.
It Hurts 01:19
You sit there and take it For as long as you’ve got Put up with anything After a while You don’t notice, you don’t care It hurts, but who cares Practically speaking You’re barely breathing Down on all fours Hung from the ceiling You don’t notice that it’s fair It hurts, but who cares
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I hate your face I need a bag for my head A brown paper sack Without any holes You’re tearing me up You’re bringing me down You’re pulling me under I need a bag for my head It’s you or me, ugly I need a bag for my head

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released May 24, 2014

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ADVLTS Baltimore, Maryland

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