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Pale Fairytale

by LVMRKS

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Blue-Eyed Suicide Why must the pendulum swing so slow? The grape too high and the water low Looking in, from the outside Another blue-eyed suicide Roll your stone up and endless hill Which chamber will the bullet fill? You believe, in your own lies What’s the point in having tried? Now you show more than you hide Just another blue-eyed suicide The weakness that he despised Set deep into his eyes And now it’s tattooed on my mind Another blue-eyed suicide Why must the pendulum swing so slow? The grape too high and the water low Looking in, from the outside Now forever awaits his bride With his arms open wide For another blue-eyed suicide.
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Valentine 03:38
Valentine I’ve seen you here, before tonight With your desperation lips painted bright The dress you wore, like discontent In fading shades of youthful passions spent Our lives like records that we played Spinning, warped, scratched, beginning to fade Your perfume shade, abandonment And the charm around your neck engraved with it The broken shoes, in your hand (from) Walking aimlessly for years, before you ran out of time My Valentine Our lives like records that we played Spinning, warped, scratched, beginning to fade Where have you gone, my valentine? When you once so tightly held your hand in mine Where have you been, with your pain familiar I see you every day, in my own mirror. Valentine, my valentine
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Pale Fairytale A breakdown behind closed doors No one sees, no one knows Your secret lives, with homemade knives Hidden in their clothes Promise not to tell your pale fairytale Architect of your own neglect Material desires You woke up in some white ghetto Heart burning tenement fire Promise not to tell your pale fairytale Broken homes and smashed cell phones Experiments with death You fell in love with misery And he stole your last breaths Promise not to tell your pale fairytale
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In Scars 03:45
In Scars By the time, I find my way And I, finally get straight By the time, that morning comes The light, will it appear too late? Written in scars on your hand Tobacco stained walls, old ceiling fan Revolving endlessly to stop Back where it began With baited breath, we flirt with death And long to kiss her on the lips Every night, we steal from sight To hold her pale white hips Every night and every morn(ing) Some to vacant bliss, they are born And with every coming light Some awake to ceaseless night Written in scars on your hand Tobacco stained walls, old ceiling fan Revolving endlessly to stop Back where it began.
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Prelude 00:26
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Sidewalks of the Dawn They’re cutting the power, no bill received Out of work, out of favors, with nothing to believe in now When you can’t pay, they’ll throw you out on the lawn Smoke your last cigarette, on sidewalks of the dawn Now you’re broke The butt of some joke You think that life is some sort of con On sidewalks of the dawn The neighbors scream in Spanish all night There’ll be no sleep, though eyes clenched tightly And everything you own is on loan in pawn But there is still music on the sidewalks of the dawn You can hear them outside Talk how you should have died Their judgment loud as a gong But you’re dancing on sidewalks of the dawn.
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Let Go 04:22
Let Go Born to the house on the hill 8th floor window sill He didn’t jump he just learned to let go From the first sweet taste Forever to give chase Falling in love a little with death Let go When you’re tired of fighting Let go Close your eyes Taught by the books that he read From poets young and dead Love is an idea born to a dream At times it seems too hard to breathe Smothered by the pillow of childhood dreams On the internment day The very few who came Realized they hadn’t known him at all Let go.

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Neil Busch - vocals, guitar, keyboard
Jonathan Hischke - bass guitar
Dave Clifford - lead and rhythm drums, additional guitar

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released May 21, 2013

Toshi Kasai - engineer/mix/guru
Recorded at Entourage Studios, Los Angeles.
Mixed at Nephews Closet
Mastered by Pete Lyman at Infrasonic Studios.

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